Chapter Nine
“You know, you didn’t have to take me shopping,”
Emily said, reaching for Dom’s hands as they worked through the busy city streets.
No one was causing them any trouble, but that probably had something to do with the men who were stationed at the front, sides, and even at the back. It showed no signs of them carrying weapons, but she wasn’t a fool. All of Dom’s men would be carrying guns or knives. She imagined even Dom did as well.
“I wanted to.”
She couldn’t help but chuckle. “You wanted to take me shopping? Isn’t it supposed to be every man’s nightmare? Going shopping with a woman?”
“I’m not afraid.”
Emily laughed. They had already visited three boutiques, and the truth was, she didn’t need any new clothes. Dom had already provided everything she needed, and the man had good taste. He knew what she liked.
However, Dom was insistent, so she had no choice but to play along. Besides, the opportunity to spend the whole day with him was too good to ignore.
She knew her father was causing him nothing but stress. There had been a few late-night phone calls. Dom wouldn’t talk about it, so she had no choice but to ask her mother what was going on. Thankfully, her mother knew all the ins and outs of it. Her father was taking every shot he possibly could in an attempt to end Dom.
Emily was furious. She didn’t know why her father didn’t just leave him alone, or give up. Also, she didn’t know why Dom didn’t just end Nigel. She asked her mother the same question, and that answer was simple as well. Since the sale was invaded, there was a lot of heat on her father.
Dom taking out Nigel would be easy, but with so many eyes on him, it would land him in that fire. Emily didn’t want him going down for anything related to her father. She had no idea what to do.
“You know, I think it is time we got some lunch,”
Emily said.
“You’re hungry.”
“Starving.”
She looked up and down the city streets and saw a sign for an Italian café. “Let’s go there.”
Without waiting for him to respond, she grabbed his hand and all but started to drag him where she wanted to go. The roads were busy, but they were able to make it across without any damage, and once inside, there were several quaint tables available.
She couldn’t help but smile as she took her seat, and Dom sat down opposite her. Minutes later a waitress came out, and she had an accent. Emily ordered them both some coffee and whatever their lunch special was.
The waitress looked toward the men, and Emily ordered some drinks and food for them as well.
She suddenly frowned. “Your men don’t have any allergies I should know about, do they?”
“No, they don’t.”
“Oh, good. That is good news.”
She smiled. “This is a nice place.”
“It certainly is. You do realize I own an Italian restaurant a little way from here, and you could have anything your heart desired.”
She sighed. “Dom, I have everything my heart desires right here, and besides, I wanted to talk to you freely.”
Dom’s brows went up.
“I want to talk to you about my father.”
She saw the instant darkening of his eyes, which wasn’t good.
“This is not the time nor the place to be having this discussion.”
Emily reached across the table and took hold of his hands. “When the time is right, I want you to take care of it.”
She refused to back down from this. It was the strangest thing of all, to be giving her husband her blessing for him to kill her father, but this was the way it had happened. She looked at Dom, and knew this was the right decision.
He stared at her for several moments, and he didn’t make a sound as their waitress came back and placed their coffee in front of them. They both thanked her, and Emily smiled as their men were each given a cup of coffee as well. She loved taking care of people.
“There is never going to be a right or wrong time for this, Dom. We both know that, but I don’t care what happens.”
“You realize what you’re telling me?”
“Yes, I do, and I know that makes me an awful person but I don’t care. He needs to go. I trust you.”
Dom frowned.
She let go of his hands and picked up the coffee cup. She took a sip. She couldn’t stop thinking about how she felt about him. Her mother kept telling her to admit the truth, to tell Dom she loved him. Emily wanted to, but each time the words got stuck in her throat. She was terrified of him laughing at her or thinking it was one giant joke, and there is nothing funny about the way she felt about him.
It was driving her crazy. Once again, she couldn’t help but wonder if she related more to a lame doormat.
“You’re going to hate me if I do that,” Dom said.
“I don’t hate you, Dom. I would never hate you. I opted to marry you, and nothing is going to change the way I feel about you.”
There it was, right there. She could tell him now that she loved him, but the words were in her throat and she couldn’t quite make them out.
Picking up her coffee, she took a long sip. “Have a drink,”
she said, feeling it burn. “Be careful, it is hot.”
She coughed and looked around the cute café. It was so quaint and sweet. Maybe this could be the perfect place where she told him how she felt.
I love you, Dom. She couldn’t say the words, but at least she could think them.
“So, after all this shopping, I think it is only fair you and I go and see a movie,” he said.
“A movie?”
“Yeah, lots of people see movies when they’re on dates.”
“This is kind of like our first official date, isn’t it?”
she asked. She couldn’t help scrunching up her nose as she teased him.
It was rare to see Dom laugh in public, but now, that was exactly what he did, and he looked so relaxed as he did so. She loved this man so damn much that it scared her.
Emily knew she wanted to find someone who she loved but who could love her as well. Was it possible for Dom to love her, even after everything her father had done?
“Fine, I will take you to a movie.”
She clapped her hands.
There was a lot to love about Dom. He was a horrible human being to everyone else, but to her, he was her savior. Her kidnapping, forced marriage, savior.
****
“Stay,”
Dom said, and he knew the command aroused Emily.
He watched as her pussy glistened in the light.
There were a lot of uses to be had for his gym, especially when it came to tying his wife up and positioning her in a place that would be comfortable, but provide him easy access to her body. His weight bench provided that, and he had moved all potential hazards out of the way.
Her hands were tied and she couldn’t move from the kneeling position. He spread her legs and saw how juicy and ripe she was to touch, but he wasn’t interested in her pussy tonight. That would come soon enough.
She had followed him down to the gym, and he had watched her work out, but now he got to explore her body.
Out of eyesight, he had the dildo and the lubrication he would need to make this enjoyable for her. Stroking his hands up her body, he circled around to cup her nice, large tits within his palm. She let out a moan as he pinched the buds, and then he moved down, cupping her ass. He spread the cheeks wide and then let her go with a light slap on the ass. He heard her sudden yelp.
Cupping her pussy, he pressed a single finger deep inside her, hearing her whimper. He added a second finger and started to stretch her tight pussy. Dom pulled out of her pussy and moved his finger toward her clit, and started to stroke her, bringing her closer to that peak.
When she was right there building toward that point of no return, he let her go and stepped away. He heard her little growl, and it was so fucking cute, but he went to the lubrication and then stepped closer to her.
Squeezing a good amount onto his fingers, he slid them across her anus, getting her nice and slick. The moans she made drove him crazy. He wanted to take his naked cock and fuck her hard and fast, but tonight was all about patience.
Every part of Emily was going to belong to him, so he worked her ass, taking his sweet time as he stroked the curve of her ass with the hand that didn’t have his fingers slicked in lubrication. Another moan fell from her lips.
He didn’t see the point in prolonging the pleasure, so he worked his fingers against her anus, and he heard her moan. Stroking the lubrication across her puckered hole, he felt her tense up, but he didn’t stop. He kept working her, and then when he couldn’t wait anymore, he started to press that finger against her ass, slow at first, just pushing against her tight opening. Emily was tight, but he got the tip of his finger just inside her.
With his other hand, he went back to teasing her clit, bringing her closer to the edge, and he heard her cry, and as he started to work her back up to orgasm, he pushed his finger deep to the knuckle.
Drawing it out, he started to fuck her ass with his finger. When she was used to the first, he added a second, scissoring them in her ass, and she pressed back against him.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“If at any time you want this to stop, you’ve got to tell me.”
“I will.”
Dom had a feeling she wasn’t going to say a word.
Once he was able to start stretching her ass, he stopped playing with her pussy and ass, removing his hands completely.
He stepped toward the fake cock, getting it nice and slick with more of the lubrication. The moment it was prepared, he stepped toward her and placed the tip against her puckered opening. Another moan escaped her.
Patience was essential as he started to push the fake cock into her ass. Inch by inch, he took his time, allowing her to get used to the sensation, and she whimpered. The sounds echoed around the gym, and he was starting to feel the effects. The desperation he was feeling was out of this world.
He wanted to take her hard and fast, to stake his claim, but he didn’t. Instead, he worked that cock deep inside her ass, pulling it out until the tip remained, and sliding it back inside.
Her sharp moans turned to deep and guttural ones, and he rode her ass, making her take it over and over, until there was no point in waiting. Throwing the fake cock to the floor, he worked the lubrication onto his own length, and then got into position and began to push his cock inside her. His own length was bigger and wider than the fake one she took.
“Push out, baby,” he said.
She did as he asked, and it helped him slide in deep. Sinking inside her, she was tight, just as he knew she would be.
Emily whimpered and he stopped.
“Do you want me to stop?”
he asked. There was no way he wanted to hurt her.
“No. Please, don’t stop. I don’t want you to stop.”
He gritted his teeth and then continued to work his dick inside her, stopping the moment he was seated to the hilt within her. Seconds passed, but it felt like hours to Dom. He was being as patient as he could. He didn’t want to ruin this experience for her, he wanted her to love it.
I want her to love me.
That thought took him completely by surprise.
He’d never wanted nor needed a person’s love. Emily wasn’t just anyone, she was his wife. And he loved her.
Dom had tried to deny it for so long. She was nothing more than a means to an end. The enemy’s daughter. She was the perfect revenge, only none of this was part of the plan. He never intended to marry her. Never intended to get her pregnant. He didn’t know if she was yet, but he hoped so. He wanted her pregnant. Wanted her all to himself.
It was driving him crazy.
But most of all, he wanted his wife to love him. Did that make him sound fucking weak? She was the only person he had ever wanted.
Emily moaned and she started to wriggle on his length, and he knew it was time to start moving.
What would it take for Emily to fall in love with him? Did she have any feelings for him at all?
What the fuck was the matter with him?
He was balls-deep inside her ass, and now was not the time to be thinking about getting her to fall in love with him. Dom pushed all those thoughts out of his mind, and instead focused on the pleasure of her ass wrapped around his dick.
Pulling out of her tight, forbidden hole, he waited until just the tip remained, and then he sunk in deep. He heard her moan, and she did wriggle, as much as the bindings let her.
Working his cock inside her, he kept his movements slow, enjoying every second, as well as each inch as he worked his way inside her.
He heard her soft, subtle moans, and he knew he couldn’t take much more, so he fucked her ass, taking her harder, and his orgasm was so close. Dom didn’t hold back. He came hard, flooding her ass, and allowing her to take every little drop.
Only when he finished did he pull all of the way out of her tight asshole, and then he touched her pussy and began to bring her to her peak. It didn’t take long before she joined him as he brought her to orgasm.
“Mine,” he said.
“All yours.”