Chapter 7 #2
“Can’t it be important?” I moan out, I’m pretty sure I saw Damian’s name on the screen.
Pinch.
“No thinking of anyone or anything else,” Dominik says and drags me to my knees.
Normally I wouldn’t let someone but Dominik is different, just saved me and maybe I’m also high.
And he’s my new addiction. “Be a good girl and wrap those lips around my cock,” he says taking his erection out of his boxers the last piece of fabric to leave his body.
I look at him and can almost hear him “Don’t eye fuck me, do it,” it’s almost hearable.
When I take in Dominik’s full length on my mouth I fight gag reflex, and for some reason that only hardens him further.
My legs are shaking just from his groans and his hand guiding my head furiously along his cock.
“Fuck! Your mouth was handmade to take me,” he says and I let a moan slip, a moan, a moan slips from my mouth as he’s fucking it, and I’m a mess because of it. “Good girl,” Dominik says as I take in his cock, my jaw filling with drool and precum.
My barriers I held up high to everyone, being shredded with every slide.
And he abruptly stops it, I’m left aching, my inner thighs wet, my legs slightly shaking.
“Look how worked up you are from sucking me,” he says and his hands hold me high, and fall to my legs, he holds me up by my ass and I wrap my legs around him, holding onto him.
He purposely makes his hardness strokes across my slit, the guy is a provoker, how dare he?
“Dominik…”
“Yes, Vee?” Dominik asks, being a dick, but as I whimper going weaker in his arms he slides inside me. First it’s the reminder of how huge he is, and the first few strokes ache. “Was this what you wanted? What you craved?”
“Fuck you,” I say and he smirks, his green eyes lustful in a way I only want them to be with me.
“I’d rather fuck you,” he says emphasizing the “you,” I put one of my hands above his mouth to shut him up.
He bites my hand, so he can access my lips, and he bruises them, until I’m pretty sure I’m slightly bleeding.
“That was for kissing Declan,” he says and moves to my neck, sucking it hard, until it hurts, it will definitely leave a hickey.
“What was that for?” I ask him, and he thrusts harder.
“For”
Thrust.
“Everyone”
Thrust.
“To know”
Thrust.
“You’re mine”
He says and I feel like I’m seen for the first time.
Like I’m desired. Like I’m wanted and heard.
And when he sits us on the couch as I come all over him.
Dominik goes down to his knees for me and licks my pussy clean.
Every lick makes me shudder, I try to contain myself, but my hand goes right to Dominik’s hair when he starts guiding his tongue along my slit.
Up to my clit, flickering on it, and down to my wetness.
Dominik starts pulling in and out of me, just barely in, and back out. My breathing becomes erratic and I can’t contain my moans any longer.
“Dominik-,” I gasp out of breath. “I need to-”
“Don’t you dare before I’m in you,” Dominik says moving up to my mouth, making me taste myself.
Without a warning Dominik gently slides in.
One thrust after another, until I finally come, one more move after Dominik comes inside me.
Now a piece of him really is inside me again.
Literally and figuratively. Out of breath he still seals our lips one more time.
He lies me on top of him and covers us with a blanket.
“I shouldn’t like you should I?” I ask Dominik drawing imaginary lines on his skin. Down his arm and back up to his chest where I rest my head.
“You shouldn’t. But you do. I also should’ve let you go, and I didn’t,” Dominik says and strokes my hair. After we stay in that position for a few minutes and I almost fall asleep listening to his heartbeat, there’s a knock on the door.
“Who’s it?” he asks as if pondering if he should open the door or not. Dominik scoops me in his arms ready to take me somewhere.
“Damian,” Damian’s voice comes from outside the door. Dominik slowly brings me to his room, phone in hand and lays me on his bed.
“Will you be ok?” he asks me and I nod, he kisses my forehead, puts on some shorts and gets out of the room closing the door gently.
I’m left with a mix of feelings. A profoundly contradictory mix of feelings.
Fear, eagerness, numbness, scratch the word fear it doesn’t hold enough power to the horrified feeling I have.
Dominik lied to me. Dominik told me I know nothing about him.
Still I chose to stay with him. I’ve always been terrified of letting someone in.
I can't believe Dominik knew what Spencer did and still allied with him to destroy my family. Even if now he thinks we’re his family too and he’d never hurt us.
I’m constantly under fight or flight mode and the line between love and hate is fucking fine, about to snap.
Dominik’s phone starts ringing and I can’t help but notice who’s calling. Unknown number. When I don’t answer the call the person leaves a message, the notification pops up and I can’t not look to see what I feared.
Unknown number: Still want to get together?
Has to be Stephanie. I should’ve known.