Page 87 of Always You
I fan myself with my hand. She giggles.
I rented a private house on the beach, so we could be alone. A place where we always felt at peace. In our teenage years of dating, we would sit with blankets wrapped around us, kissing, so much kissing and making love to her. I knew renting this beach house would be perfect.
“O.M.G., this is beautiful, Dom. I love it ah, and the view is gorgeous.” She gapes.
Dom.I love it when she calls me Dom it’s not often, but when she does, it turns me on.
“You’re gorgeous,” I drawl, keeping my lustful eyes on her.
She smiles sweetly. I hand her a glass of wine. She presses her flawless, exquisite lips to the wine glass and takes a sip. I’m so damn jealous of a wine glass. I bite my fist so hard it pierces the skin out of frustration. All I can think of is getting her out of her dress, her lips pressed on my dick. I’m throbbing, aching. Itching to touch her, make love to her. I want this night to be special and memorable. The last thing I want to do is ruin it by fucking her first. Maybe she won’t mind.
Get your shit together, Dominic.
Turning the redbrick fireplace on, I head into the kitchen. I plan to cook us a nice romantic dinner—something I’ve never done before. Shit, I don’t know if I’m doing it right. Pleasant dinner and a good fuck sound like a good plan, right?
“Mmm, it smells so good, you look so sexy, my hot sexy chef. I love watching you cook. It turns me on.” The smell of her perfume lingers in the air.
“Well, fuck. I’ll cook for you all the time if it turns you on this much.”
A twitch of a smile on her lips. “I’d like that, I’ll reward every you night.”
Hell yeah.
Her arms wrap around my waist. Her cheek and breasts press on my back her soft hands rake under my shirt—fingers trailing up and down my rough hard chest. I moan, I’m so damn horny.
“Baby, goddammit, your fucking killing me. My dick has been as high as a stallion for you, dying to be set free, throbbing, aching for you. The minute your fine ass swayed all sexy and shit coming down those stairs. All I could think about is stripping you down. Now, if you continue teasing me, I’m going to have you suck me off while I cook these damn steaks.” I huff an air of sexual frustration.
She giggles. Even her giggle sends a rush to my dick. My dick is about to spring out, pressing on the zipper. She tippy toes to kiss my cheek.
“All right then, sexy chef, what can I help you with?” She wags her eyebrows.
“Chop the vegetables, I have the potatoes baking in the oven, and don’t look all sexy chopping it, or we will not make it for dinner,” I mutter, as I season the steaks.
“All right, Chef,” she says, with a cheeky grin.
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“This is so wonderful, dinner is amazing. Thank you for this, I needed it.” She chews on her steak, dabbing the napkin on the corner of her mouth.
Oh, baby, I needed this too. One last time with you.
“You’re welcome, Angel, anything for you.” I place the dishes into the dishwasher, making my way to the sofa. She sighs softly and snuggles into my arms. Unlocking my phone, I begin going through the playlist I created for us.Butterfliesby Max & Ali Gatie plays.
“Dance with me, Angel.”
We sway to the music, her hands brushing over my head and settling on the back of my neck. Her head rests on my chest. My hands roam her exposed back, skimming my fingers on her creamy soft silk-like skin. Letting them rest on her peachy ass as I squeeze it. God, she’s intoxicating.
“Did I ever tell you why I call you Angel?” I brush my thumb on her cheek. Inhaling her sweet smell.
“No, you’ve never told me.”
I smile, reminiscing back to that night. “The night we met; I noticed you before I walked in. Santiago was smoking a cigarette. I fixated my gaze on you, smiling, laughing. The most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen, it lit up my world, those sparkling emerald eyes shined so brightly. Your head tilted back when you laughed.”
I kiss her shoulder.
“Kept my eyes compulsively fixed on you for ten minutes. My heart pounded beneath my rib cage; my pulse quickened with anticipation. You appeared like an Angel sent just for me at that moment, I knew you were meant to be mine. If you didn’t acknowledge me and see we’re meant to be, I was going to pursue you until you fell for me.”
I smirk, placing another kiss on her collarbone.
