Page 29 of Inspiring Dominic

Except for that damn fried tarantula. Samara got my entire family to try it, and we all agreed that some things just weren’t meant for us. As Grandad used to say, “If it scares you when it’s alive, don’t eat it when it’s dead.”

And that’s why I liked steak. You don’t hear about many people passing out when they see cows.

Epilogue

Six Months Later…

SAMARA

My nose knewthat Dom had set up something special before my eyes did, the delicious smell of breakfast and fragrant smell of rose petals drifting though my nostrils, awakening me from my sleep. Leaning up in bed, I pushed aside the cool, white comforter and began following the scent, wearing nothing but the white tee that was draped across the wicker chair that sat in the corner of the bedroom.

We’d only just arrived in Bali yesterday, but already, our time here seemed magical. Eloping hadn’t originally been the plan, but after tying the knot in the States, we hopped on a plane for an impromptu honeymoon, opting not to tell our families we were married until we returned.

One of Tomàs’ cousins had hooked us up with someone he knew in Bali who had an amazing villa with a private pool that overlooked the ocean.

“Dom, where are you?” I asked when I went to the kitchen and didn’t notice any sign of him or the food I’d been smelling. Walking around the corner, I passed the open French doors leading outside, finally hearing soft music coming from the other side of the villa.

When I stepped into the grand bathroom with the large floor-to-ceiling bay window, my eyes immediately went to the large soaking tub surrounded by candles and filled with red, pink, and yellow flowers.

“I wanted to do something to help you relax,” Dominic said, coming from the hallway. “Flower baths are popular here in Bali, and for this one, the roses will help hydrate your skin, the lavender oil will help calm you and relieve stress, the lotus flowers will aid in softening your skin, but overall, when combined, this is a bath for rejuvenating the mind, body, and soul.”

My hands flew to my mouth in awe. “This is beautiful, Dom.”

“I’m glad you like it,” he replied, wrapping his arms around me from behind. “When we were in Cuba, you couldn’t believe that I’d traveled to so many countries and never experienced any key elements of their culture. We’ve been changing that with each place we visit and this bath may not be what you had in mind, but I did a lot of research on how amazing it is. Also, the Balinese couple next door that helped me with this earlier this morning loved hearing our story and invited us to dinner in a couple days.”

“I’d love that,” I told him.

“Me too,” he said, turning me to him. “Once you finish your bath, I’ll have breakfast waiting for you.” With that, he placed a sweet kiss on my lips and left me alone with my luxurious bath.

The moment I lowered my body into the warm water, I sighed at how great it felt. I hadn’t been able to tell at first, but the flowers weren’t just on the surface of the water, but rather, they were everywhere in the bathtub. I soaked for almost an hour before tossing my tee back on and searching the house yet again for Dominic. This time, I found him sitting at the edge of the pool wearing some blue and black swim trunks, the muscles in his back glistening as he gazed out at the ocean.

“Did you enjoy your bath?” he asked when I sat beside him.

“It was amazing. Thank you again for doing that.”

Dom’s lips curled to the side in a grin. “I’m not done pampering my wife just yet.” He nodded to his left. “Our breakfast was warming in the oven, but now, I’ve set it up so that it’s floating over there waiting for us.”

My eyes widened when I noticed the deliciousness that had awakened me out of my sleep. “I have no idea how you planned all this when we just got here.”

He wiggled his eyebrows. “Your man got skills, baby.” He slid down into the water and placed his hands on my hips.

“I’m not wearing a bathing suit.”

To my surprise, Dom took off his trunks underwater and tossed them to the side, motioning for me to remove my shirt. “We’re secluded back here anyway, but we don’t seem to have a problem with public nudity.”

I laughed. “We most certainly do not.”

Everything about the breakfast was special, and although I wanted to completely be in the moment, the entire time we were eating all I could think about was Dom’s dick and how I was so overly stimulated, it was the main thing I wanted for my meal.

“Get your mind out of the gutter,” he teased, reading my thoughts.

“I have a better idea.” I moved the tray and sent it drifting to the other side of the pool. “You hop up onto that ledge and tell me if you still don’t want my mind in the gutter when I get through with you.”

His eyes darkened and he did as he was told, pulling a cushion off the closest chair for him to sit on. I all but licked my damn lips when his dick stood to attention, all thick and veiny andmine. I wasted no time lowering my mouth onto him, not even needing time to adjust my throat because I’d already been ready to suck as much as I could.

“Shit, Sammy, suck it like you own it then.”

My pleasure.I loved it when dominating Dom came out to play when we fucked around. He was my very own gentlemen in the streets and freak in the sheets, so when he gripped my head, holding me in place while thrusting into my mouth, it only encouraged me more.

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