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I turn and rush toward the front door as the tears break free. I open it to see that it’s pouring outside. I don’t care. I step into the rain. It soaks me in seconds. Honestly, it feels good on my overheated body.
He rushes out after me, also not caring that it’s raining. “Please, princesa. Let this anger go. Let me explain things. We belong together.”
I hold my hand up for a taxi and one stops. I open the door and turn back to Dominic with my shoulders down. “It’s over. Just let me go. For the last time, we’re done.”
I get in the cab and watch him disappear behind me.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
BETH
Iarrive home, immediately undress, and get into the shower. My bones are chilled from being in the rain. I was shivering the whole cab ride home, both from the cold and my encounter with Dominic. I turn the water as hot as I can stand it until I eventually feel the shiver work its way out of my body.
When I step out, I hear thunder crackling and the rain pounding my house. For some reason it soothes me. I think of my father when it rains like this. I used to get scared during thunderstorms, but he would make a fort in the family room and tell me that nothing could get to us in the fort. It’s one of my only memories of him and I hold onto it for dear life.
I throw on my white silk robe, looking at myself in the mirror and giggling. I guess it really is better than the granny stuff I used to wear.
I walk downstairs and pour myself a glass of wine, thinking about the evening. I was totally lost in him tonight. Why can’t I shake this man?
Perhaps it’s because I’m in love with him.
Maybe I should do as Cassandra and Giselle want and hear him out. But I’m so afraid of the hurt and pain.
Apparently, Cassandra got to Giselle, because all night she was in my ear about talking to Dominic. That’s a complete shift in her advice from a few days ago.
I turn the lights off, preparing to head up to bed. As I do, thunder cracks and lightning momentarily brightens the sky. I see a figure standing on my front lawn. A familiar figure.
I run to the front door and open it. Dominic is standing there in the rain. He’s in a white undershirt and the pants he was wearing tonight.
Besides a clenching jaw, he’s unmoving and completely drenched. His clothes stick to his muscular body. My eyes unashamedly take him in. He’s complete and total perfection.
I shout, “Dominic! What are you doing here? It’s storming. Are you crazy?”
He runs his fingers through his soaked hair. It’s dripping down onto his equally wet face. He says nothing, only staring at me from about twenty feet away with the gaze that has so often been my undoing. It still is.
I stare back from the dry confines of my doorway. He looks edible. I look down at what I’m wearing. My nipples are currently betraying my otherwise cool demeanor. He undoubtedly can see them through this flimsy, white silk robe.
He shouts, “We’re not done. We’ll never be done. Me perteneces. Siempre lo harás.”You belong to me. You always will.
My body takes on a life of its own as I step out into the rain. The downpour immediately soaks me again. My hair is drenched. My white robe clings to my body like a second skin. It’s completely see-through now.
I slowly walk until I’m halfway between my door and Dominic. The rain pours down on both of us as his eyes move up and down my body.
He licks across his lower lip, and then repeats, “Me perteneces.”You belong to me.
The simple fact is, he’s right. My heart, body, and soul all belong to him. There will never be anyone else for me but Dominic.
As if completely in sync, we both take two steps toward each other at the same time. His mouth collides with mine. His hands grip the backs of my legs and lift them until they’re wrapped around him. I grab onto his hair with both hands as our tongues perfectly intertwine like no time has passed.
I’ve missed being in his arms, his taste, the way my body reacts to his touch.
The cold rain continues to pelt our bodies, but neither of us cares. We’re back in each other’s warm arms where we belong.
His soft, demanding lips move over mine, taking the ownership I know only he possesses. He tastes like bourbon and cigars, and it’s perfect. It’s Dominic.
His hands move all over my body as my bare pussy is rubbing on his covered hardened length. It’s been so long. I need to feel him moving inside me again. I’m crazed for it.
I swivel my hips over him, and he moans into my mouth. “Te necesito.”I need you.
