Page 30 of They Call Me Dom

May 2025

It was now May, and things were going great between us. I had to admit, I was caught off guard by Sur’s love confession for Dom. It wasn’t because I was jealous, but because I felt the same way. I wasn’t ready to admit it out loud that I loved Dom. I had fallen so hard for her. She was now ingrained in my heart and part of every move I made. Dom was now a part of our routine. How did we fall so fast? I knew her tight and wet pussy played a major role, but Dom’s heart played an even bigger role. She understood Sur and me.

Dom made us whole again. She discovered a light that went out in our marriage, and she had no problem turning it back on. My baby didn’t just want me or Sur. Dom wanted both of us. That made my heart smile more. I had planned to tell her I loved her too, but this week started off as one for the books. When Dom was about to leave our house Wednesday, they discovered her tires were flat and windows were busted.

The assailant left a note. It stated that it wasn’t over. That shit did not sit well with me. He referred to his first attack on Dom. Someone targeted her. Why though? I knew that shekicked her roommates out, but something more sinister seemed to be at play. Were Briya and Zay playing a deadly cat and mouse game with her because she kicked them out? They very well could be. People killed for the pettiest reasons.

My phone chimed. I saw that it was Dom. She said she was here at the precinct.

“Shit.” I forgot we scheduled lunch today. I was so engrossed with the evidence collected from Dom’s house and her car that our date slipped my mind. I sent all the fingerprints through our system to see what we could discover. The low whistles and catcalls prompted me to look up. Dom waltzed her sexy ass in my direction.

She didn’t even look in the direction of my horny colleagues. It was unseasonably warm, so Dom’s outfit was perfect. She wore a pale blue cotton set. Her entire outfit was sweater material. Dom’s top was cropped, and her pants molded to her thick thighs. She looked like a walking dream with her tote bag on her shoulder.

I stood and embraced her in a tight hug. My heartbeat sped up when I held her in my arms. I missed my girl so much. We had an audience, so I couldn’t explore her body the way I wanted to. This hug was going to spark some office rumors, but I no longer cared how people saw me. It was surely time to go. My pussy grew wetter at the sight of her. I needed to feel Dom as soon as possible.

“Hey, pretty. Are you ready to go?” Dom queried.

“I am. You look so beautiful and smell so good. I can’t wait to taste you. Let’s roll.”

I grabbed her hand and led her out of the precinct and into my truck. Once we were buckled in, I sped away and to our spot at the lakefront. We sang along to the music as I hopped on the expressway.

“How are you feeling, beautiful?” Dom questioned, rubbing my thigh.

“Better now that you’re here with me.” I kissed her hand then focused back on the road. “How are you feeling? Anymore nausea? Are you going in to work tonight?”

“I’m okay. The nausea comes and goes, but I’ll be at work. It’s been a crazy week and past couple of months. It doesn’t feel as scary when I admit in my head that someone is trying to harm me, but when I say it out loud, I feel like I’m trapped in a Lifetime movie. This type of fear is unlike anything I’d ever experienced. I feel safe when I’m around you and Sur. I’ve concluded that you guy’s presence intimidates whoever my attacker is. That’s why he only strikes when you both aren’t around.”

I nodded my understanding. “Everything you said is right. I drew the same conclusions. It appears we’re on the same page. Right when you arrived, I sent all the fingerprints discovered at both scenes through our CODIS system. I’m praying we hit a match.” I drove up the ramp then turned into the lakefront’s parking lot. I killed the engine then looked at Dom. “What did you prepare for us today?”

She grinned and opened her bag. A heavenly fragrance floated into the air and my stomach grumbled. I couldn’t wait to eat twice.

“Let’s see. I brought oven-baked fried chicken, my famous spicy potato salad, a spring salad mix, and biscuits,” Dom answered. She handed me my plastic container of food, and it was still warm.

I popped open the lid and smiled. “You threw down, baby. Give me them lips.”

Dom leaned over with a wide grin. We indulged in a heated and passionate kiss. My clit thumped with excitement. I gripped her throat and took her mouth hostage. Dom slurped on mytongue, following me. Fuck, I wanted her badly. We’d wasted plenty of meals for sex, and I couldn’t let this one go to waste. I slowed us down until we parted, and Dom leaned back in her seat.

“You taste delicious yourself, but I need to eat, beautiful.”

“Okay, okay.” Dom pouted.

She wiped her gloss from my lips before she led us in grace. After “Amen,” no other words were spoken. Dom and I ate our food in silence. That was how I knew the food was good if I barely wanted to talk. Dom reached into her bag and removed napkins and two probiotics sodas. I loved them ever since Dom introduced me to them, and my kitty thanked her. The peach was my favorite, and the raspberry flavor was Dom’s favorite.

We both released deep burps and giggled. Those probiotics sodas definitely made us belch like gassy old men. Dom and I cleaned our mouths and hands before we climbed in the back of my truck. She had a nice playlist going. In no time, she was out of her clothes.

“Fuck, Lai! Just like that, baby,” Dom cried. She threw her ass back on my face. Dom was on all fours with that ass tooted in the air. She tasted like water. There was protein in pussy eating. I made sure to always get my nutrients from Dom’s pussy. I buried my face in her ass, savoring her pearl then delivering a sloppy rim job. I had full access to her clit and dripping pussy. My tongue dipped in and out of her until she came down my throat. I lapped at all her juices, making sure I didn’t waste a drop. When I was done, I slapped her ass. Dom helped me out of my work clothes then I laid back on my seats.

She pulled out her strap, and my eyes grew big like saucers. This woman treated me like today was Christmas. Dom lowered in front of me and ate my pussy until I squirted. She smiled then filled me up.

“Shit! You feel so good, beautiful,” I voiced, taking every stroke she gave me. Her titties bounced around, making me wetter. I gripped them, and she winced. Dom did mention how sensitive her breasts were lately, but this woman turned me on like a fire hydrant. I was like a leaky faucet when she was around. Dom leaned forward and gripped the sides of my throat.

“What’s my name?”

“Dom!” I screamed. She had my body hotter than a Southern fish fry.

“My girl. Now, whose pussy is this?”

“It’s yours. All yours.”

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