Page 27 of They Call Me Dom

Dom wiped her eyes then sipped her wine. “Worthy, huh?”

“Yes, worthy,” I answered.

“You got me with that one, Sur. Damn.” She sipped her wine again then spoke. “Like I told Lai, I have no intentions of taking you away from her or her away from you. I care about you both so much. Not to mention, I appreciate your transparency so much. You share your feelings, which isn’t easy to do, yet you make it look that way. I never had someone to look after me the way you and Lai do. You both add value to my life, so to hear you say little old me adds value to your life makes me feel good.

“My spirit and heart are happy because of it. Furthermore, this needs to be said. It takes a special kind of man to stay with his wife after infidelity and vice versa. I can only imagine the pain you felt seeing Lai with another person. There is no excuse for infidelity, but in Lai’s defense, she struggled with her sexuality for years. She’s had to hide a part of herself to make everyone around her happy. It’s not easy coming out that closet alone. Trust me. I know all too well. I had to leave my childhood home in order to accept who I am fully.

“I love women. I love everything about women. So does Lai. We also love men too. Those are not easy pills to swallow living in this world. The best piece to this puzzle is you, Sur. You have not only allowed Lai to live in her truth, but you allow me to do the same. You accept us fully, baby, and that makes you the best ally women like us can have.”

Dom was right. Wow. Damn, did she have a way with words.

“You’re right. Everything you said. What resonated with me the most is the fact that both of you feel safe with me, see me as a confidant, and your ally. That will forever be in my heart.”

She grinned and sniffled. Dom raised her glass, and we toasted with the last of our wine. In no time, I had Dom in my arms with her legs wrapped around my waist. I walked inside our tent with our mouths glued together. Dom ground against my waist, making my dick harder. I laid her on the bed then hovered over her. Swiftly, I undressed then undressed Dom. My head dove between her thighs, and I munched on my favorite fruit. Dom had that wet, wet. Every time I tasted her, I grew more addicted. One day, I’d stand up, but now wasn’t the time.

9

Domaneek “Dom”

Today was the day. It was our first date as a throuple, and I didn’t know about them, but I was too excited. I’d convinced them that it was time for us to step out and have some fun. When Sur suggested we book a room at the V Hotel Downtown, I was all the way down. Underneath the presidential suite was the restaurant, and on the lower level was the club. The restaurant was an indoor deck that sat out over the Chicago River. It was a beautiful view. I added the finishing touches to my look for the evening, so Lai and I took selfies while we waited for Sur. He lagged a bit after that fire oral session we had a minute ago.

I made sure to drain Sur every time I was around him. My baby Lai worked grueling hours, so I made sure to take care of our man. Yes,ourman. Sur belonged to both of us. I’d logged in enough hours with him mentally, emotionally, and sexually to call that man ours. Lai’s arm was longer than mine, so she snapped all the pics. She looked incredible in her fitted white blazer and white wide leg pants. Her curly fro was front and center. Her accessories were all gold from her dangling earrings, the long necklace that hung between her pushed up titties, andthe gold tennis bracelets that adorned her wrists. My girl was a big steppa.

Lai smelled expensive, too, just how I liked her. She leaned against the tall window frame. The Chicago skyline was behind us. I bent over in front of Lai, and she gripped my waist. She snapped a couple of pictures before we switched positions. I gripped her neck and inhaled her fragrance. Lai snapped the picture. We continued to take pictures until Sur entered the room. His presence always silenced us both.

Sur had such commanding energy. He didn’t even say anything to us, and Lai and I were ready to submit. Sur walked in looking like money. His fade was on point as usual. Sur was dressed in a white short-sleeved top with a collar, and dark green dress pants. White designer sneakers accentuated his fit. My eyes roamed over his gold-framed glasses, gold rope chain, and the diamond encrusted watch on his wrist that matched the necklace and bracelet I wore.

“You look so fucking good,” I told him.

“Thank you, baby,” Sur responded with a smile, revealing his new princess-cut grill. There was a princess-cut diamond on every tooth. My man, my man, my man was that nigga. Sur and I kissed sloppily. I didn’t mind ruining my lipstick for him. However, tonight, I wore non-smear matte lipstick.

“You look so beautiful, and you smell even better. Let me have a look at you.”

Sur held my hand, and I twirled slowly for him. His eyes wandered over the sheer, dark green, ankle-length dress I wore. My straps were thin like spaghetti, and there were dark patches that covered my nipples and private area. There were sheer slits that covered my ass. Depending on how the light hit me, some of my ass was revealed. The thong I wore was swallowed between my cheeks just how Lai and Sur preferred it. My pixie cut was fresh and so were the designs on the left side of my head.

“Damn. Stunning as usual.”

Sur kissed my lips then moved to Lai. She blushed like a schoolgirl as he admired her then squeezed her ass. I loved their marriage. They were goals to me. Sur and Lai loved each other according to their spouses love language. Not only that... There was so much respect, kindness, and love present. The trust was there and growing more every day.

“You two beautiful ladies ready?” Sur probed.

“Yes, daddy,” I responded.

“I’m ready,” Lai professed.

“Cool. Let’s roll.”

Sur got us a beautiful king suite. It fit all of our needs. He grabbed the key card, his wallet, and phone, then we filed out of our suite. I walked ahead of Lai and Sur in the fancy hallway to the elevator. Sur gave a low whistle. I chuckled to myself. I could feel both Lai and Sur’s eyes on my ass, and that shit turned me on even more.

Minutes later, we made it on the elevator. Sur pulled me to his chest as Lai purred next to me. He had a firm grip around my waist. Lai’s hand massaged my ass. Those two were so possessive over me that it boosted my confidence and made me feel loved at the same time. Once off the elevator, Sur guided us to the host. I found it so cool how the doors of the elevator opened right up to the fancy restaurant. The hotel developers planned that feature perfectly.

The host guided us to our table. I gasped at the beautiful view. We had a booth seat that overlooked the river and Chicago’s skyline. I took my seat and watched as the water rippled under the dark skies. I’d only dreamed of living like this, yet here I was, fucking the shit out of a married couple and living like a real princess. My seat was always bunched between Sur and Lai. I wouldn’t want it any other way. Our waiter took ourdrink order then walked away, giving us a minute to mull over the menu.

Minutes later, he returned with our drinks, and we placed our food order. While they ordered what I wanted, I stared out into the dark night. I’d only sipped my drink, but for some odd reason, I felt so woozy. I placed my elbows on the table to brace myself. Why was the room spinning suddenly? I closed my eyes and counted to ten slowly. When I opened my eyes, I felt a little better.

“You okay, beautiful?” Sur quizzed, rubbing my back soothingly.

“I-I’m better now.”

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