Page 32 of Dominic

Chapter Seventeen

In the limo going home, Cassandra was the hero. And even if she didn’t quite know how to handle it, it made for a refreshing change from being the villain.

“Just got a message from Mitch, head of security for the building,” Lukas said. “Seems like this group of particular thieves have been pretty naughty. Also stupid. Left their fingerprints at some crime scenes. Police have never had anyone to match them to until now.”

“So they’re going to go to jail?” The only problem Cassandra had with helping catch them was that they might face a harsh penalty because they had stolen from families connected with the mafia. Jail she didn’t mind, them being killed she had a harder time swallowing.

“If the law is going to punish them, we are going to let them,” Dominic said. “Besides, we have men inside the department who will make sure the criminals know who they were caught almost robbing. And that they will be facing much worse if it happens again in this area.”

Dominic’s hand rested on Cassandra’s thigh so high up that his pinky brushed against her sex. She was too elated to care that his brothers or Sarah had to be aware of it. Even when his pinky began rubbing against her.

“I have to admit, Cassandra, you were perfect. Those two women had no idea you were onto them.” Roman smiled at her, his arm around Sarah.

“All I had to do was pretend like I was a little drunk and mad at Dominic for flirting with another woman,” she responded. “Thanks, Sarah, by the way, for letting Dominic molest you.”

Sarah laughed. “My pleasure although I thought Roman might deck his brother.”

Cassandra had poured out her big sob story to the women, moving close under the guise of being drunk, and then proceeded to pickpocket their own tools they would need to pick the lock.

Once Cassandra had the proof she needed, she nodded to Dominic who then had the security team arrest them. The waiter dressed up closest to the door had tried to run, but Lukas had caught him.

Nobody in the entire gala had been any wiser about what was going on around them, and the rest of the evening went off without a hitch.

Cassandra sat back smiling, enjoying the rub of Dominic’s pinky too much to stop him.

“I guess having your own personal thief on the payroll can pay off,” Lukas said. He reached over and tweaked her nose. “You did good, kid.”

The limo dropped Lukas off first then headed to Roman and Sarah’s house. Roman invited them in, but Dominic declined.

“Not tonight. Cassandra has some important choices to make at home.” His pinky had slid under the hem of her panties as he said it.

If Roman noticed, which, God, he couldn’t help but notice from where he stood at the door of the limo, he didn’t say anything. “Perhaps another time then, brother. You two have fun.”

The limo had barely begun moving again when Dominic pulled her over so she was straddling him, yanking her dress up to her waist.

He ran his hands up and down her thighs, pulling her down to grind against him. His mouth captured hers in a forceful kiss.

Between her earlier anxiety, the stress of the evening itself, and her desire for Dominic, Cassandra felt like her entire body was buzzing. She could barely kiss him, could barely tolerate the feel of his hands on her skin. She felt like she needed to get outside and run ten miles to release some of her excess energy, her excess emotions.

Dominic grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back so he could look in her eyes. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

She gritted her teeth. “I’m just wound up. I get this way sometimes and it’s hard to get the energy out.”

“How about if I fuck you senseless; would that get the energy out?”

“It would…” But it wouldn’t be enough. At least not at first.

He raised an eyebrow. “It would... but?”

“It would also make the problem worse.” She rubbed her fingers across her eyes. She didn’t know how to explain. Had never tried to explain what was happening to her when she got like this. Had never had anyone close enough to see her when this happened.

“What do you need right now, Cassandra?”

“I don’t know.” She knew she wasn’t making much sense. “I just… argh. I don’t know.”

“Has this happened to you before? This… energy?”

She nodded. It usually happened when she was upset, but now she was just over-stimulated.

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