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I whimpered as he swatted my clit, putting me into a head spin.
As he worked my pussy over, Domencio said, “I know you were making sure everything was straight with Uncle Elijah, but I also know you went home every night, leaving me to miss what I now call home.”
“I’m sorry,” I cried as he continued to pound my pussy.
Never letting up, he says, “I know baby, I know.”
He then pinched my clit, and it was like the gates of Heaven opening. My body convulsed as my muscles constricted around his dick.
“Aw fuck, Sydney,” Domencio groaned as I felt his seed fill my womb. Thank God I’m on the Depo shot, because if I weren’t, I’m sure we would have created a new life.
Domencio slowly lowers my leg, then circles his arm around my waist. He didn’t remove his semi hard dick from my pussy as he held me tighter.
“Go to sleep, Cher,” was the last thing I heard before sleep took over me again.
When I finally woke, it was after ten. Looking around the room, I noticed I was in bed by myself. Where the hell was Domencio? That question was answered moments later when he entered the room donned in a robe, carrying a tray of pastries, fresh fruit, and orange juice.
“I was wondering when you were going to wake up,” he said as I sat up in bed.
Using my elbows to help me move back to the headboard, I returned, “Well, if you would have woken me up when your pretty brown eyes opened, then there would be no wonderment.”
Domencio puts on a fake pouting expression, saying, “Yes, but you were sleeping so good, I didn’t want to disturb you?”
As he placed the tray in front of me, I countered, “Well, you didn’t have any problems waking me from my sleep earlier this morning to blow my back out.”
He laughed. “Excuse me, what?”
Picking up a triangle piece of toast and putting some grape jelly on my butter knife, I reiterate, “Blow my back out.” I giggle spreading the jelly on the toast.
Domencio smirks as he continues to laugh. “And you loved it?”
“Did I?” I tease, leaning forward to offer him the jelly covered toast.
Domencio gives a snarky expression as he takes a huge bite, leaving a small amount. “Trust me sweetheart, you and I both know you loved it as much as I did.” He winked at me, chewing.
Rolling my eyes, I say, “Yeah, yeah. Anyway, what do you have planned for today?” I eat the rest of the toast.
He stands, removing the robe to show off his magnificent physique in a pair of Calvin Klein boxer briefs.
As he gets into bed, Domencio replies, “Batista and I are meeting with new buyers at the warehouse at five, then going to Blue Bayou for the Poker game. Would you like to go?”
Picking up the fork, I pierce a piece of cantaloupe. “I don’t know, Dom. Remember what happened the last time? Although, I got vengeance for my family, you lost a lot of money. And...”
“No, I didn’t,” he quickly interjects. “Whether Santana bought from me or not, I was never in the position of losing anything. What you fail to realize is if I have a deal fall through or I’m unable to purchase a certain piece of property, I never lose money. The DeLuca family has our hands in so many pots, the words, lose or lost isn’t a part of our vocabulary.”
I smile, feeding him the cantaloupe. “Well, thank you for clearing that up.” He seductively takes the cantaloupe from the fork making my insides do summersaults.
After he swallowed the juicy melon, Domencio replies, “You’re welcome. So now, I’m thinking we could do one of two things. One, we could eat what Jefferson has prepared on this tray, or two, we can fuck each other’s brains out.”
With those two options, only one would get my vote. Lifting the tray, I handed it to Domencio. As he sat on the nightstand, I stripped the covers from my body. Yeah, fucking each other’s brains out was the best choice in my mind.
After depleting every morsel of energy in the human body, Domencio and I succumbed to exhaustion.
Around two in the afternoon, I woke up to Domencio having me locked within his arms. I have never felt this type of security, devotion, or protectiveness from a man outside of my daddy and Booker.
With his eyes closed, Domencio says, “Good afternoon, my lovely.”
“Good afternoon to you,” I return, kissing his lips.
