Chapter 30
Love
It’s Dominik’s birthday.
It’s been two months since the last attack on us, and things are finally cooling down. Not everyone is conformed with the south and north being put under the same leadership, but Mitkus are starting to respond to Thomas, which took effort on his behalf.
“Tell me again, what are we doing here?” Dominik asks and I put on my best smile to try and cover how nervous I am, to have to keep Dominik out of the casino’s control room.
“We’re back where it all started,” I respond getting out of the car and running to the side of the parking lot where I first saw Dominik. I look back at Dominik, his eyes are on me, they meet mine and I can’t help but laugh. “What was I saying when we met?”
“You were exiting the casino and asked Josh ‘Josh,where’s- Hi, I’m Love, I don’t think we’ve been introduced’,” Dominik says reaching me and cornering me against the staff’s door. My breathing picks up as Dominik’s hands go to my waist.
“To which you replied ‘Dominik’, and Josh quickly said ‘Don’t get used to him’”
“Josh didn’t trust me. But I was already getting used to you,” Dominik says and I look up at him, his hands still on my hips, they could as well be roaming, my skin is electrifying.
“So was I, there was something about you that enticed me from the beginning,” I say and Dominik gets closer to me with a smirk on his face.
“My charming looks-”
“No- I mean, it helped, but there was something about your presence I instantly fell for-,” Dominik holds me by my back and opens the door to the staff room.
“And here’s where everything really started,” Dominik says picking me up and sitting me on the table he once bent me over. Memories start flashing back, yet the feelings? They’re so different now. It’s not just like, or want. It’s need, it’s love, longing, acceptance, of course, the want is still there. And it is growing more and more every day.
I look up at Dominik while locking my legs on his lower waist, my lips part when Dominik lays me down on the table. With him I don’t only feel loved, I feel worshipped.
Dominik gets off my hold and locks the doors, this is too familiar. Reminds me of our first time. I receive amessage saying the party is ready but I have no control over myself. I have to force myself to get up, Dominik tries to hold me, his hands pulling me closer to him.
“Where are you going?” Dominik asks and I see something in his eyes, suspicion? I hope not. I can’t ruin this now. I’ve managed to keep him entertained all day long.
“Where we had our first real conversation,” Dominik seems to consider letting us go or taking me here. “Please,” I say knowing it’s the only way he’ll let me go in this state. When his eyes darken, I know I made a poor word choice.
Dominik’s lips crush against mine, he demands access to my tongue, which I give. Forgetting about the party altogether, it can wait.
“Dom,” I moan out when he bites my lower lip, there’s no metallic taste, he’s holding back. Dominik sits me back on the table and I purposely rub my hips against his cock causing friction that backfires to me. I don’t want him to have control, he’s crazy about that detail in our relationship. I give in control, yet I demand him no self-control.
When he still detains some control I take out my dress. He smirks at me, while undoing his belt, and undressing until we’re only on our underwear. I look at him, his cock pressing hard against his boxers, my core heating with the vision of Dominik’s arousal. He pulls me closer, sitting me on the very edge of the table.
And just like months ago, he bends me over. “You’re making a fucking mess just for me,” Dominik says pushing my panties away. “I don’t know if you deserve this,” Dominik says holding my hair and pulling my headslightly backwards. So that I look at him, fully exposed, standing ever so near to my wetness but never touching it.
“Please,” I let out when his other hand roams from my neck to my back, to my bottom, and holds my hips.
“What are you hiding, Cherry?” he asks sliding in, just barely. My core is adjusting to his length, no matter how many times we do it. There’s always this firing feeling, that morphs any pain into pleasure. I guess I’m a masochist.
“Nothin-,” Dominik thrusts all the way in hard, the hardest he ever did and I can’t contain a scream. “Dom-”
“That’s it, scream for me,” Dominik says, his eyes in ecstasy as I release, moans and whimpers every time he thrusts. I hold on to the table for dear life, and Dominik gets even more animalistic.
“Dom-,” I start when I feel like he might break me.
“What’s the secret, ma Vie?” he asks and stops moving staying inside me and slaps my ass, his dick pulsating in me. “I can fuck you until you faint, but I don’t recommend it, for your sake,” Dominik warns and I open my mouth to speak. Nothing comes out. “Did someone touch what’s mine?” Dominik asks and I shake my head. “Words,” he says pounding in and out of me frenetically.
“N-o-No,” I moan out and the pain starts to get too much, I start to feel lightheaded. He didn’t lie. He’ll fuck me senseless. “I can’t tell you”
“Too bad,” Dominik says using me to get off, I tremble and squirm in his hold, losing count of how many times I came. As he keeps this rhythm, it will kill me. “Fuck-mycunt feels so good swallowing my dick,” Dominik says slapping me again. “Tell me you’re mine, and only fucking mine,” Dominik says and I know in that moment, in the slight rage in his eyes, he saw something.
“I’m you-rs,” I whisper and his hardness swells inside me about to fill me with his cum.
