Page 12 of The Accidental Pleasure Dom

I’m tired of the death and destruction, and I know Nick is too. That’s why he is trying so hard to settle the problem with the Manzelli Family.

“I don’t know what to think. I don’t even know you.”

“Your mind might not know me, but your body certainly does. I can feel your hard nipples poking at me through your scrub top. Your mind needs to catch up because you are mine.”

She squirms in my hold, “No, I’m not!”

Pressing my large body into her smaller one, I lean down and whisper in her ear, “You were mine from the moment you gave me your sweet cherry, little one. And I’m not letting you go.”

A shiver ripples through her body, confirming she wants me as much as I want her.

I slip my hand into her scrub pants and push her panties to the side while I press my finger deep into her welcoming body, feeling her sweetness coat my finger. Keeping my other hand around her wrists above her head.

Her eyes roll back, and she tips her head against the wall for support. Her moans making my cock painfully hard.

Her hips start to thrust against me, causing my cock to become harder than it’s ever been.

We never got a chance to finish what we started that night at the sex club, and my body is demanding I take what I missed out on. But I’ve got to take it slow. Earn her trust. Let her know I am worthy of her. My cock isn’t getting the message. I need to take the edge off, so I gently press myself into her thigh as she rides my hand to orgasm.

“Oh, Dom, I’m coming.” She tilts her head back, her eyes closed, and her cheeks flush with desire.

“Let it go, little one.” I press harder into her thigh with my cock, willing myself not to come in my pants. This is about her right now, not me. We’ll have a lifetime together for me to seek my release in every part of her body. I just need to convince her of our future.

Wouldn’t Nick get a kick out of knowing I lost control like some untried youth—which I feel like because I have forgotten anyone who came before Belle. They are all just nameless, faceless women. Now that I have tasted Belle, I am ruined for all other women. I smile against her cheek.

Her body tenses against my hand, and she calls my name as she shatters around my finger. I wait until the final spasm runs through her body before pulling my finger out of her pussy and placing it in my mouth. “Just as sweet as I remember.” I moan around my finger, her glazed-over eyes staring into mine.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of gunshots fills the air. I let go of Belle’s wrists, reaching for my gun hidden inside my coat pocket with one hand as I open the door with my other hand just in time to see Mario running toward us.

“We got the shooter and secured the perimeter, but there might be more,” He says.

I grab Belle’s hand as we race down the hallway to Nick’s room, Mario keeping pace behind us.

“We have to get Nick out of here,” I shout to Mario.

“To the island?”

“Yes, and call Dr. Rains. We are going to need him.”

“Dom, what’s happening? Were those gunshots?” Belle asks when we finally stop in front of Nick's room.

I turn to Belle, taking her chin in my hand, and raise her head to meet my eyes. “Yes, Belle, those were gunshots. Nick is in trouble; I need to get him out of here, somewhere safe. Do you understand?"

She nods,

The door to Nick's room comes crashing open, “What the fuck is going on, Dom?” My shoulders sag, and a sigh escapes my lips. Nick is still alive with the pretty little dark-haired nurse shoved protectively behind his back. Interesting.

“We need to get out of here. The helicopter is waiting for us on the roof.” I motion for Nick to follow me.

“I’m not leaving without Claire,” he says, looking at the dark-haired nurse. She takes his hand and nods her head.

“Fine. Follow me. The helicopter is waiting to take us to the airport.” I grab Belle’s hand, and the five of us make our way to the emergency stairwell and then to the roof.

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