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“You’ve been preoccupied with the other women you’ve been seeing.” Dom cuts in, his voice still doing that razor blade thing. This time there’s poison on the blade. “That’s why you’re here right?”
It’s only then I notice the small bouquet of flowers in Ash’s hand. He looks stunned, and once again I find myself wanting to laugh in the most awkward moment. I put my hand on his forearm and give him a soft smile.
“No worries. I’ve been swamped at work too. Actually, Dominic and I were just discussing the project we’re working on over a quick dinner.”
“Nice,” Ash says, but his smile is gone and discomfort is etched into the fine lines around his eyes and mouth. “Well, it was good to see you.”
“You too, Ash.” I turn, happy to be done with this interaction. “Have a good night.”
We walk back to the parking lot in silence, and I laugh when I see that Dom got a spot right beside me. I turn my head to ask him how he managed to do that, but he grabs my hand and pulls me between our cars before I get the chance. My shocked gasp hits the air as he presses me to the passenger side of my car and kisses the life of me. Leaving me breathless and wet by the time he pulls away.
“Let me guess, you’ve been wanting to do that all night?”
He nips at my lips. “Yes, and seeing you in his arms again only made it worse.”
“I sleep in your arms every night, and you’re still jealous of a man I went on one date with?”
He pulls back to look at me and suddenly I’m drowning in a sea of dark desire that makes me feel like I’m melting. Every molecule of my body bleeding slowly into his with the kind of precision that makes it all feel inevitable. Like an invisible needle and thread is running between us, stitching us together with something much deeper than stolen moments, hidden desire, and a shared goal neither of us has mentioned since our first real night together.
“Angel.” He plants a kiss on my lips. “I’m jealous of the wind that gets to blow through your curls.” Another kiss, this time to my jaw. “Of the fabric that gets to hug your curves all day and the moonlight that streams across your skin at night.” A licking kiss to my neck followed by a scrape of his teeth. “So yes, I’m jealous of a man you went on one date with because he doesn’t have to hide how bad he wants you. Not even when he’s about to take another woman out to dinner.”
“Dom…” I breathe, but no other words come.
I’m flayed open by his words, by the emotion in his voice, and the gravity of his confession. I cup his face in my hands and pull him back up to me. Offering him my lips in place of the words I can’t speak. He takes them with a fevered passion that makes the whole world fall away until there’s nothing but me and him.
I hear the bag of food hit the gravel and then his hands are on me. His fingers hooking behind my knees and lifting me up so he can grind his erection into my core. And I want to cry because the contact is so perfect, the pressure so exact that the early tremors of an orgasm have already started.
“Unlock the door,” Dom orders harshly, and I’m glad I still have the keys in my hand because digging through my purse is the last thing I want to do. The locks click and he steps back to pull the back door open. He lays me down on the seat and drops to his haunches in front of me. “Look at me. I want you to watch me while I take care of what’s mine.”
I sit up, using my elbows for support and not giving one single fuck about the fact that he’s about to eat me out in a public parking lot. Anyone could walk by and find us like this, but that knowledge only makes his fingers pushing up my dress and sliding my panties to the side that much hotter. Two thick fingers slide inside of me, and it’s all I can do to keep my eyes open and focused on the man in front of me.
He bites his lip and smiles at me. “Always so wet for me, angel.”
“Yes,” I say, even though it wasn’t a question.
My back arches off of the seat, and my hips rock against the fullness in my core. Pleasure ignites in my veins, as another rush of arousal slips from me and coats his fingers. He curses through clenched teeth as he pushes in deeper. I buck against him, silently begging for more. He pulls back, then plunges back into me hard. I moan loudly and Dom bites the inside of my thigh.
“Be quiet or I’ll stop right now. Is that what you want?”
I shake my head furiously, knowing that I’ll die if he stops right now. “No. Please. I’ll be quiet.” I press my lips together, and he raises a skeptical brow like he doesn’t think I can do it.
Challenge accepted.
But when he lowers his head and flicks his tongue over my clit, I almost lose it. Dom looks up at me, and the sight of my juices glistening in the hairs of his beard is so obscene I start to tremble. When he’s satisfied that I’ll keep my promise, he comes back to me. Flattening his tongue and giving me a long, filthy lick from the top of my slit over my clit. Then he pulls it into his mouth and sucks hard while his fingers plunge inside of me repeatedly.
There’s nothing gentle about the way he’s fucking me with his fingers, the pressure building in my core or the flames licking at my spine, but I don’t need him gentle. I need him just like this. Filling me up. Stretching me out with the perfect balance of pleasure and pain. I writhe against his hand, amazed by the way this man is breaking me down, ripping apart every wall I’ve ever put around my heart.
Dark eyes find mine, and I feel his smirk against my sex. He can see me struggling to keep my eyes open, to keep the moans clawing up my throat from escaping. I can’t tell if he’s proud or annoyed that my lips are still sealed and my eyes are still open even though they’re hazy with lust and desire. But it doesn’t matter because I’m not going to lose this challenge. I need to see the pride and admiration shining in his eyes and hear the reverent, worshipful words he’ll bless me with when I come without making a sound.
In a move I can only assume is meant to crush my resolve, Dom doubles his efforts. His tongue flutters wildly over my swollen bundle of nerves as his fingers pound into me. And I’m so wet the sound of them moving in and out of me echo in the car. I rock my hips, meeting every thrust, crushing myself to his sinful mouth and egging him on. When he curls his fingers inside of me, pressing into my g-spot and massaging it with expert precision, it sends me right over the edge. My nails dig into the leather, and I bite my lip hard as pleasure rips through me.
“That’s it, angel.” I hear him whisper in between soft licks directly to my clit. “You’re so beautiful when you come for me. You’re doing such a good job of staying quiet.”
Oh, God! I scream internally. His words add another layer of desire to the liquid heat rushing down my spine and spreading throughout my belly. I pant desperately as I pulse around his fingers, my orgasm going on and on. When I come back down, I release a shaky breath and collapse onto the seat while Dom fixes my panties and dress.
He grips my hips and slides me down to the edge of the seat then helps me sit up. The smile on his face is almost as satisfying as the orgasm he just gave me, and I lean forward and kiss him.
“It’s never enough for me either, angel.” He murmurs against my lips.
