Page 17 of Rugged Soul

“So good,” she sighs, snuggling into my side.

I kiss the top of her head and run my fingers up and down her spine. “Good,” I whisper into her hair.

After I’ve somewhat collected myself, I carefully slide out of bed and grab a washcloth from the bathroom, wetting it down with warm water. When I get back to bed, Calista is all but passed out. I smile to myself, knowing I wore her out and hopefully took her mind off of everything for a little bit.

I gently wipe her gorgeous body down, cleaning up our mess before tossing the cloth into the dirty laundry basket in the corner. Joining my perfect, sweet, sexy-as-hell woman bed, I curl my body around hers and bury my nose in her hair, breathing in her sweet, citrusy scent.

“Get some rest, baby,” I whisper before kissing the top of her head.

Calista mumbles something, already half asleep. I chuckle and hold her close, soaking up every moment of blissful peace.

9

CALISTA

Islowly come to my senses, blinking my eyes open and then shutting them against the morning light. It takes a second to remember where I am and how I got here, but when I do, a warm, tingling sensation rolls through my body.

Domino.

Rolling over in bed, I’m ready to snuggle up with him, but then I see he’s sitting up with a book in his hands. I blink a few more times as his image comes into focus. Domino is propped up against the headboard, shirtless and sexy as hell, wearing a pair of glasses I’ve never seen while nose-deep in a well-worn copy of The Hobbit.

I take a moment to appreciate yet another softer side to the normally grumpy biker. The early morning light blankets the contours of his muscles, highlighting his stunning physique and making my mouth water. I still can’t believe that this man wants me, that finds me attractive and worthy of his attention.

“I didn’t take you for a Tolkien fan,” I say, finally breaking the silence.

Domino startles and immediately closes the book. He practically throws his glasses off, and oh my god, is he blushing? He’s freakin’ adorable and I can’t believe he’s all mine.

“I, uh…” he stutters out, clearly flustered.

I sit up and snuggle against him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I like a well-read man,” I whisper, kissing him again.

Domino smiles, opening up his arms so I can get closer. “You better not tell any of the guys at the club,” he grumbles before kissing my forehead.

“They don’t know you can read?” I gasp dramatically and look up at him with wide eyes.

Domino narrows his eyes at me, tickling my bare belly and nipping my jaw and earlobe. I giggle and fall to the side, curling up to protect myself from his tickle attack. He rolls me onto my back, holding himself up with a hand on either side of my head.

“What am I going to do with you?” he says, a smirk pulling at his lips while he shakes his head. Without giving me a chance to answer, Domino leans down and takes my mouth in an all-consuming kiss.

The word and all its troubles melt away when we’re together like this. I may not have much experience, but my body moves on its own, my lips finding his over and over while we get lost in our passion.

Finally, Domino pulls away to catch his breath, flopping down beside me on his back. “You’re incredible,” he breathes out, his hand finding mine on top of the sheets. Our fingers weave together naturally, and everything in me feels calm and at peace.

“What time is it?” I ask, sitting up in bed. It just occurred to me that it’s Tuesday and I still have a job to get to.

Domino pulls me back down and presses a kiss to my forehead. “Still early,” he answers. “Only a little after six. Are you able to work from home? You have your computer and everything. I don’t want to scare you, but I can’t stand the thought of you leaving my side. Not until the guys and I figure out a game plan.

I think through his question and nod, knowing I’m able to work from home. Especially since he’s my only client. “Yeah, that makes sense. I can stay here and work.”

"Good. Otherwise, I'd have to follow you into the office, and that might raise some eyebrows."

I laugh at the image of Domino’s hulking body weaving in and out of the desks or stopping at the water cooler to gossip. “Fair enough.”

“Stay here while I make us breakfast,” he says, hopping out of bed. I stare at his naked body, unable to stop my jaw from dropping slightly. I can see every part of him so much clearer in the light, and god, he’s like… intimidatingly gorgeous and ripped. I knew he was, but it still shocks me every single time. “Baby, you can’t look at me like that,” he groans.

I grin, staring right at his dick, which is growing thicker and harder by the second. I lick my lips, making Domino growl.

"Breakfast," he snarls before pulling on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. I smile and flop back down in bed with a satisfied sigh. My emotions have been all over the place these last few days, but right now, I'm going to enjoy the good feelings while they last.

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