With a deep growl, he pushed himself into me, extracting a gasp from me when he was at his deepest. I could hardly believe that his fullness fit into me. I placed my hand over just above my pubic bone, wondering whether I could actually feel him thrust inside me. God, he was indeed a beast.
It was only a few more seconds before we were both lost in the feeling of each other. Our rhythmic movements hitting each other in exactly the most perfect places. A feeling that I wished could last forever.
As we lay entwined in the bed, looking into each other's eyes, Dom's stomach rumbled.
He clapped his hand over his stomach. I giggled.
"What do you think about ordering takeout?" I continued to giggle as he nuzzled into my neck.
"That's a perfect idea," I said. As he made arrangements, I picked up my phone. I'd better check in on Cass.
Everything ok?
After a few minutes:
Everything ok. We're just winding up the night. I think I might not come home, but don't worry. He's super sweet. I just wanna see where this night goes. Bonus: he's more gorgeous than his profile photo!!
I smiled. I knew she would be ok. She was a smart cookie.
Ok. Have a great night. I'm having one of my own.
What? OMG. Dom?
Yep.
Well, enjoy it all, girl. You deserve it. See ya later tomorrow.
See ya. xo
I stayed naked for the rest of the night, Dom only putting on a robe to get the food at the door. It was glorious.
Eat, fuck, sleep, on repeat.
Chapter 11
Dominic
How could I start to explain?
The morning came too soon. A fucking perfect, busy, strenuous, amazing, perfect night. Yes, I said "perfect" twice.
My eyes opened close to 10am. Calla was still deeply sleeping beside me. Propping myself up on my elbow, I gazed at her beauty. How did I get so lucky? I wondered how I could resist this woman. I wondered whether the age thing was going to be an issue. So much to wonder. So little I could seem to control.
My phone lit up.
Logan
Dom – are you ok? You didn't answer any of the texts last night.
I smiled. Logan was always looking out of each of us. I flipped to look at the chats. Geez. 27 texts on the bro-chat. All about hanging out last night. Sounds like they had a good time. I couldn't even say I was jealous. I had fun of my own.
Yeah, I'm good, bro.
Is there something you should tell me?
About?
I loved teasing the bastard.