Page 25 of Domencio DeLuca


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A soft moan leaves me as he nips at my neck and the bulge in his pants begins to grow under me. I close my eyes, biting my bottom lip thinking how amazing it would be if he were inside of me right now.

“I’m not going to take you tonight, Syd,” he says against my neck with the warmth of his breath tickling my sensitive skin. “Tonight, we have other things to discuss, but I will have you soon. I promise a night of ecstasy neither one of us will ever forget.”

“Okay,” I mindlessly murmured, but wished that he would take away the ache in my core.

Domencio delicately kisses my neck before lifting his head, so we’re face to face. Unable to stop myself, I seized his lips. We may not be doing the do tonight, but I was curious about how his lips felt since the night at Blue Bayou. Shit, Dom kisses just like I imagined, domineering, sensual, and soul sucking.

As our little make out session grows more intense, I straddle his legs. Dom cups my ass cheeks, moving me back and forth against his hardened erection. I moan, rocking my hips in sync with his movements. If we keep this up, I was going to cum in my cream colored dress slacks. Dom must have thought the same thing because he ceases his movements. He nips my bottom lip before resting his forehead against mine.

“Fuck, Sydney,” he growls. “I said I wasn’t going to take you tonight, but if we keep this up, I’m going to knock all this food on the floor and fuck you on your dining table.”

The way my pussy is purring right now, I couldn’t give two shits about this damn food. He started this shit when he had me sit on his lap. If I would have stayed in my seat, neither one of us would be willing to turn my dining room into a boom-boom room. I’ve never done it here, so why not have my first experience with Dom?

“Sydney, you don’t know how much I want to bury my dick so far inside of you it’ll look like we’re fucking conjoined twins.”

Feeling frustrated because that’s what I want, I state, “Then why don’t you? We both want it, so what’s the problem?”

Dom lifts his head, locking eyes with me. “Because we still have to deal with the issue of Smitty. He was one of my top gun buyers and now that he’s gone; his people will want retribution.

It was like a cold bucket of water was poured over my head, pulling me back into reality. Damn Smitty and his family. I’m used to knocking someone off, leaving the body for the family to have closure to bury them, then move on. But it seems Smitty’s family didn’t move like that.

“What do we need to expect?” I ask.

“Just know they’re coming. My daddy alerted me to this. He said he’ll be in touch with your daddy, so I’m sure he’s going to let Mr. Morgan know what’s going on.”

“Shit,” I exhale, trying to get up, but Dom wraps his arms around me, keeping me planted on his lap. “Dom, let me go. I need to get my people ready,” I exclaim.

As I struggle to get out of his grasp, Dom declares, “No, I will not. This is what I was talking about. If we’re going to be together, then I need my woman by my side whenever we go up against our enemies. I am the king of Louisiana; all I need is for you to do is respect your position as my Queen. Can you do that?”

Relaxing in his arms, I survey the gorgeous bone structure of his face. Lord, this man right here doesn’t know who he’s getting involved with, but I could say the same too. We know there is a strong physical attraction, but I’m willing to see if there is more.

“I can,” I reply.

“Good,” he says. “Let’s finish our dinner. We’ll worry about Smitty and his people later.”

“Okay,” I returned.

Let’s take a quick survey; my business...still mine, to make my own decisions, check. To enter a relationship with the only man I could ever see as my equal...motherfucking check.










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