Epilogue 1 #2
“Fucking hell,” Jazz muttered. She turned to both of us and lifted her glass.
“Congratulations, you guys. I’m so happy for you.
Unlike some people.” She threw a scathing glare at Mum before tossing back the rest of her gin, the glass clinking as she brought it back down to the table with a thud.
“Welcome to the family, Dom. I’d get out while you still can,” she said before storming out of the room.
Dom and I quickly checked on his sisters. Not just because of the shouting, but alcohol and loud bangs also still affected them, even though I hoped they knew they were safe around us.
But Cat had already scooted over, murmuring to them, making them chuckle with a sarcastic comment or two.
“Really, the cheek of that girl. I can’t believe I raised her.” Mum scowled as she sat back down.
Though ‘raised’ might be pushing it, since they’d been arguing like this for as long as I could remember.
I looked up at Dom. “I’m sorry about that. I thought it would go better.”
“No, no. This is perfect. It’s exactly what I wanted.” He grinned.
“How could you want this?”
Dom chuckled. “This is my favourite part of being with your family.”
With Dad distracting Mum by scolding her, there was no one to see as my lips curved into a flirty grin. “Oh? I thought I was your favourite part?”
I loved watching Dom melt, and how easy it was to get him going. I loved that a few simple words from me could make his eyes flash with heat and a happy sigh rumble in his chest.
He leaned in close, pressing his lips to my ear. “I want to fuck you so badly right now.”
I blushed as he looked down at me, the right side of his lip hitching as his eyes ran over me.
“I think we’ll need more space for that.” My voice had dipped, my heart beating in anticipation. I looked back at my parents, who began arguing between themselves. Cat met my gaze as I scanned the rest of the table.
“Go if you need to talk about her crap,” she said, rolling her eyes at Mum. “We got this.” The twins were back to giving Mum starry eyes. Even after all of that, she was still Mallory Fischer, the world-famous actress.
The girls would go and stay with Cat when Dom or I were busy after they left school for the day, so they weren't strangers.
I gave Dom’s hand a tug as I rose from my seat, knowing exactly where to take him.
We left the dining room, my parents none the wiser.
There was a room at the back of the East Wing that people rarely went to, but before I could get Dom down the last corridor, he swung me around and pushed me against the wall.
His hard cock pressed against my thigh before he descended on me.
He stole my lips in a hot kiss, burying them in my hair and tilting my head back to claim me for himself.
Between a statue of Dionysus and a sprawling banana plant, we were hidden from anyone who might peer down the corridor.
It was still a risk, but with Dom, I felt safe.
The safety and comfort I had been looking for for so long that kept me changing and growing, was still here.
And it took Dom's love, that look in eyes as he smiled down at me, curling a lock of hair around my ear, for me to see it.
“We can’t do this here,” I gasped as his lips dropped to my neck.
“Why not? I can barely hold on.” He caught me with that burning stare, the one I hadn’t realised I loved until I lost it.
“I love you,” he said boldly, sparking tremors in me. Even though we’d known each other for years, each moment felt fresh and new now that we had opened up to our feelings. Every smile and kiss was something to be treasured, and I loved him even more for it.
He bent down to kiss me, not waiting for a reply before he took my lips again. Because he knew better than me, how deeply I felt, how ingrained we were in each other, and how we wouldn’t let this go.
I sighed into him, letting him take control. He pressed himself against me, his fingers exploring, dancing around my body to brush my nipple, the other feeding between us to press under my trousers.
Already hard, he chuckled as he flattened his hand and added exactly the right amount of pressure to pull a moan from deep within my chest.
“That’s it,” I gripped his lapels, keeping him close. “Just like that.”
I loved how he reacted to me, how every word seemed to leave him breathless.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard tonight.”
“You promise?”
“Absolutely,” he said, just as his hands slipped under my waistband and I shuddered under him. “I want to show you exactly why you’re my favourite person in the world.”
I was so close, just a single stroke from him, his fingers playing with my cock head, his thumb rubbing precum in circles that had my hips trembling, my ass pressed against the wall just to support myself.
“You’re perfect, you know that?” Dom said, pressing his forehead against mine. “I’m never going to stop loving you.”
I still found it hard to believe him at times but when he looked at me like I was the best thing that had ever happened to him, I softened. Even after everything he’d done, I loved him so much that the hurt faded away.
My head tipped back, opening up my neck for him, offering myself to him, and he took it happily.
He was going to leave marks. His kisses rough, his light stubble scratching my skin, but I didn’t care. If I walked out of there covered in bite marks, I’d be happy.
“I love you,” he whispered again, bringing me closer to the edge.
“Me too,” I moaned as he continued to stroke me. “I love you.”
“You’re so fucking sexy when you moan. It makes me want to get on my knees and make you come right here.”
Just the idea of it had me so close that I grasped him, looking up at his grin. He knew exactly what to say to make me unravel, and one more stroke, one more squeeze had me coming in his arms.
He groaned along with me, panting, holding me, burying his head in my shoulder as he sighed. He kissed my ear, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me in for another kiss.
“This is what I had been searching for my whole life.”
“What?” My brow crinkled in confusion, looking up at him as his face softened.
“You. Just you. And everything I love about you.”