Page 70 of Fractured
We kissed for so long that night had fully descended, and there was a crispness in the air.
He pulled his lips from mine, then rested his forehead against mine, “Fuck.”
I wiggled in his lap, feeling his massive, hard-on.
His hand left my hair and settled on my hips.
With a growl, he said, “Stop.”
I giggled as I stopped.
“Get your beer.” He said.
I grabbed my beer, then he handed me his beer, stood up as I wrapped my legs around his hips.
With one hand on my ass holding me up, he opened the door and carried me inside.
He walked us to his kitchen, and I set the bottles on the island. Then he winked and carried me to his bedroom.
And it was totally Dominik. Black and gray.
I loved it.
He gave my ass a little squeeze and I got it.
I unwrapped my legs from around his hips, and once I was steady on my feet, he let me go.
He opened a drawer, tagged a tee, and handed it to me.
I went to the bathroom, did what I needed, changed, and then walked back into the bedroom.
I climbed in, and Dominik pulled me against his side.
There in the darkened bedroom, I whispered, “I’d never abort your baby, Dominik.”
He tilted his head, kissed my hair, then his chest rumbled as he said, “I know.”
***
“Dominik? It’s late. Is everything okay?” I asked him as I rubbed at my tired eyes.
He nodded, “Yeah, tried to sleep at my place, didn’t work.”
I nodded, then stepped to the side, and once he was in my apartment, I closed the door and locked it.
He followed me to my bedroom, then got undressed and climbed in beside me.
He brought his body closer to mine, tangled our limbs, and curled his big body around mine so my back was to his front.
Then he slid his arm underneath my pillow and pressed a kiss to the back of my neck, while whispering, “Night, Minx.”
“Night, Diablo,” I mumbled.
His chest rumbled at my back as he chuckled.
***
Diablo – Where are you?
