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Jefferson took the bags, then told security to return to their posts. Once he closed the door, he informed that Domencio was in his office.

“Can you set up the food in the den while I go to retrieve him?” I asked.

Jefferson nodded, then replied, “Of course, ma’am.”

As we parted ways, I made my way to Domencio’s office. When I reached the ajar door, I heard him on the phone.

“I don’t give a fuck how much it costs. Whatever it is, it won’t break me. I want that property, so do your fucking job.”

Entering the office, he slams the phone down.

“I don’t know if this is the mood I should be around tonight,” I say, walking over to his desk.

Domencio’s demeanor changes once he sees me. “No, love. What you just witnessed is for those idiots who don’t do as I order.”

“Good to know” I return, maneuvering around his desk to sit on his lap. “I brought us some dinner, so if you’re through here, Jefferson has everything set up for us in the den.”

Domencio inhales the perfume on my neck before kissing it. “That sounds good. It’s time for me to get away from this shit. I need to reset my brain.”

“Well, it’s a good thing that I came when I did,” I said before kissing him.

“Mmmm,” he responds. “Thank you for being here tonight. You don’t know how good it makes me feel to have you in my arms right now.”

I giggle as he nuzzles my neck. “That’s why you chose me babe. I know when you need me and when I need to give you your space.”

“Yes, you do,” he says before putting a panty dropping kiss on me. Damn Seafood Daddy, I wanted mine right here and right now.

Domencio chuckles as he reclines back in the chair. “Patience my Queen. Everything will happen as it should.”

Taking hold of my hand, Domencio helps me stand, then does the same. He ushers me out of the office, going to the den. When we enter, Jefferson has the food on the coffee table along with four bottles of beer and water. I was happy because to eat a well-seasoned seafood boil, I needed to have a beer. For me, you couldn’t have one without the other.

Instead of the pillows Domencio had before, Jefferson has placed two low level chairs at the table.

I took a seat and Dom went to the other and sat. He eyes the food, then smiles.

“This looks good.”

“And it is,” I return, tying the plastic bib around my neck to keep the seafood juices from flying on my blouse. “If you haven’t had Seafood Daddy’s, then you’ve been missing out. Granted he owns a food truck and moves around the city, but most loyal customers like me always know where he’s at.”

Domencio picks up his bib, then ties it around his neck as well. “If you’re that much invested in his whereabouts, then Seafood Daddy must be something I should put on my radar.”

I pick up one of the Dungeness crab legs, then use my teeth to crack it open. As I remove its shell, I tell Domencio, “Trust me, you will.”

While eating crabs along with the black mussels, shrimp, potatoes, and corn Domencio and I talked about the last few days after Uncle Elijah came home. I was thankful that he understood how important it was to me and my family to make sure Uncle Elijah was settled in.

Domencio told me his daddy left earlier this morning, flying back to New Orleans. I wished I could’ve been here to see Mr. DeLuca off.

Jefferson came in just as we were finishing up. My belly was full and the only thing I wanted to do was take a shower, then go to bed safely secured in my man’s warmth.

Everything went how I wanted. After showering together, we got into bed with our bodies intertwined in our private cocoon before falling asleep.

Not sure about the time, somewhere early in the morning hours, I was awakened to Domencio caressing my abdomen. My back was against his chest and the heat of his early morning wood warmed the crack of my ass.

I slightly opened my legs as his hand moved lower. I moaned as his fingers parted my lips and he slowly swirled the tips on my pearl. Fuck. I tilted my head up to offer him my lips. Our kiss was slow and unhurried, the same as his delicate foreplay. I gasped as he started to play with my opening with his middle finger as he kept up his ministrations on my clit with his thumb. The slow torturous pleasure was about to drive me insane, but sighed in relief when he inserted one finger, then another.

Methodically, Domencio finger fucked me until my body was trembling and on the verge of cumming. I know he was ready too, because I could feel the wetness of his precum on my back. Suddenly, he withdrew his hand, grasped my left leg, and threw it over his. He took hold of his dick, running it up and down my slit, coating it with my wetness before entering me hard. We both cried out as he stretched my walls. He was still for a moment before he started to move. Gripping under my knee and raising it higher, Domencio slides in and out of me. The intensity of our love making became so sensual and erotic that Domencio started fucking me the shit out of like a man possessed.

“This is what happens when you keep my pussy away from me, Sydney,” he growled in my ear.

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