Page 86 of Their Domme

He broke the kiss, leaving both of us panting as he rested his forehead against mine. “If we don’t stop, I’ll take you right here.”

“I’m okay with that,” I told him. My need for him was rising with every twitch of my dick.

“My brother is going to be back soon,” Sacha said harshly, then he grabbed my wrists, stopping me from running my hands up his chest.

“Vas isn’t an idiot. He won’t come in for us,” I breathed, needing Sacha more than I cared about any hint of modesty I might have left. Though given the fantasy I’d shared with Oli about Maksim watching and directing us, I didn’t care about modesty as much as I’d once thought.

Sacha watched me, clearly at war between wanting me right now and whatever he was thinking for tonight. “Our first time together… I didn’t picture it happening in an empty store.”

My breath caught in my throat, and I licked my lips. The first time I had been with Oli hadn’t been planned either. The tension between us had been building for days, and one night, after a job well done, he grabbed me, claiming a kiss and my heart in the process. We had fucked beside the man Oli had just tortured and killed, blood all over him, then me, as he violently fucked me against the cement floor.

The floor had been hard against my back, giving me bruises that lasted for a few days, but the ache of those marks was nothing compared to the violence with which Oli had fucked me. My body had slid in the blood until the dead man hung above us, his remaining blood dripping down on our bodies as Oli kissed me, our fingers laced together. Blood always made me think of Oliver and the wicked cruelty that he didn’t bother to hide from the world.

Sacha was completely different. He wanted something special, or at least something more special than the shop counter for our first time. He’d planned something, which was so like him. Granted, this was his first time with a man, so it probably held a different weight than my and Oli’s coming together.

“What were you thinking?”

“Stay with me in Ashview tonight. We’ll leave early tomorrow morning to get back home,” Sacha said seductively. “Let’s have it be just us so I can show you what it means to be with me.”

“And I’ll show you what it’s like to be with a man?” I asked teasingly. Heat curled in my stomach when he slowly nodded, his uncertainty making him break our stare to look behind me.He thinks I’m going to turn him down.

I rocked up, kissing him as I wrapped my arms around his neck, wordlessly telling him how excited I was by the idea of the two of us finally coming together. “Let’s hurry up. I don’t want to wait a minute longer than I have to before that happens.”

Sacha growled, but he managed to contain himself and step back. “Stuff for Nic, then I’ll tell Vas our new plans.”

“What were you planning on getting her?”

Sacha roughly cleared his throat as he chuckled. “There are a few pieces that reminded me of our whore. Come with me.”

I laced my fingers through his, jumped down off the counter, and let him lead me through the store. Carefully browsing, he grabbed a few dresses, all black but different styles. He passed them to me to hold as he flipped through the suits and grabbed navy blue slacks and a blazer with a white blouse. Of course he didn’t miss the lingerie section either, snagging one of everything in a few sizes. I appreciated his attention to detail. Despite the pregnancy changing her body, he’d already noticed what sizes Nic would need and what would flatter her and make her feel comfortable.

And all that attention is going to be on me tonight.

I shivered at the thought of his intensity completely focused on me and my pleasure.Fuck… Is it time to go yet?

A loud banging made me jolt, and I whipped around to see Vas standing outside, gesturing to an imaginary watch on his wrist with an annoyed expression. Sacha muttered under his breath in Russian as he grabbed a few bags for us to throw the clothes in.

“With how long you two were taking, I thought you’d at least have been fucking,” Vas said right when we stepped outside.

Sacha didn’t say anything, but I coughed to cover up a laugh. He grabbed the bags and put them in the backseat before facing his brother. “Did you get what you needed?”

“It’s in the car.”

“Good.” Sacha opened the door and gestured for me to get in the front passenger seat. I hesitated, looking at Vas. He always sat up front since it was the most comfortable for him when he wasn’t driving. Sacha didn’t let me stand there for long before he sharply gestured to the door again. “Get in, Bodhi.”

“Are we going to get in a fight here on the sidewalk, brother?”

“Of course not,” Sacha replied dryly as I slid into the front seat. “But Bodhi and I are going to be going to Ansel’s in the morning instead of now. You can figure out a way back on your own, yes?”

“You wouldn’t fucking dare,” Vas shot back, but Sacha moved faster than I thought possible. He was around the car and inside before his brother could react. I slammed the door shut and was buckling up as he started the car and pulled out onto the street. A glance in the mirror told me Vas was standing on the sidewalk, laughing and yelling crude things as we drove off.

Sacha chuckled as I hastily took care of his seatbelt before a cop pulled us over. “I’ve dreamed of doing that for years. Vas is such a pain in the ass.”

“He’s going to get you back for that,” I pointed out, but I couldn’t keep the laughter from my voice.

“I can’t wait to see it,” Sacha replied gleefully, reaching out to place a hand on my knee. “Now, I have better things to think of than my brother.”

“Oh yeah, what’s that?” I joked.

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