Bellissimo Angelo - Book Three

Chapter 23 - Quickie Out Back

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hey Bella, what are you doing?" Dom asks. 

"I'm just sitting here with Chloe at Momma's," I tell him. 

"Did everything go okay at the dinner tonight?" He asks. 

I sigh audibly, "Ehhh... I'll tell you about it later." 

He remains silent for a moment before answering, "Oh no... trouble with your friend?"

"I guess you can say that." 

He clears his throat," Why don't you stop by, grab my key and go to my apartment. I want you ready and in my bed when I get home." 

I begin grinning ear to ear, "You do?"

He chuckles, "Of course I do. Would you stop by? Call me when you get here, and I'll meet you out back." 

"Why out back?" I ask. 

"No questions, my love. I will see you soon, okay?"

I snicker, "Well, okay. See you soon." 

I quickly jump off the sofa and run to my room to get dressed. I slip on my black jeans, black boots, and a silver tank before scurrying out into the living room as quietly as I can. Momma and Earl have already gone to bed, so I try my best not to make a sound. I put Chloe in her kennel before slipping out the front door and head to the bar. 

Once I pull into the parking lot, I call his cell phone as instructed. He exits out the front door moments later, scanning the lot, looking for my car. Once he spots my car, I climb out of the front seat and approach him. He smiles ear to ear as he quickly struts in my direction, meeting me in the middle of the parking lot, with his hand out, "You need to come with me." he instructs. 

"Oh gosh, where are we going?" I ask as I place my hand in his before he leads me towards the back of the bar. 

He stops abruptly and spins around, grasping my shoulders, "No questions, my love. You will see. Come."

I do as I am told and follow him to the back of the building. It's quiet and dark behind the bar. The only sound that can be heard is the sound of the music playing on the jukebox inside. He stops and presses his body against mine, pinning me to the brick wall, "What? Are we going to do it here?" I ask in a joking manner.

He flashes a coy smile and nods his head, "Yes, I cannot resist you looking like that." 

I stand frozen in place, my eyes wide, my mouth drawn slightly as he plants his lips to mine. Oh my God! We are going to have sex behind the bar! He's really going for it! This is very risky but so exhilarating! 

My body stiffens as he runs his hands down my abdomen into my pants, casually unfastening the button and pulling the zipper down before spinning me around to face the wall.  Startled, I belt out a soft pitch cry as I press my hands against the wall. My breathing quickens as my body is overtaken by adrenaline. He leans into me from behind, grazing his lips across my hair, and I can feel his warm breath on the small patch of skin behind my ear.  Goosebumps rise across my body and my nipples harden in response, and I gasp. "Shhhh, Bella," he whispers. 

He hooks his thumbs into my pants, pulling them down along with my panties, letting them fall to my ankles. Next, I can hear the sound of his zipper as he slowly pulls it down before fishing out his erect cock from his boxers. Then he inserts his index and middle finger through my slit into my wet core, and I cry out as he massages the inner walls of my pussy, "Don't stop, Dom!"

After a movement, he removes his fingers before guiding his erection in, filling me up slowly. I throw my head back, savoring every sensation he gives me. Once he's in completely, he begins to thrust himself inside of me, and my entire body jolts as I am pressed closer towards the wall, so he grasps my hips with each thrust to hold me in place. After a few moments, his thrusts begin to pick up speed as I can feel a familiar sensation sweeping over me.  He leans his body against mine, gently sinking his teeth into my shoulder in an attempt to keep himself from making noise. Our bodies are tense as we reach our climax. Once the feeling has passed, the two of us quickly pull ourselves together before someone sees. Just as I finish pulling my pants up over my hips, the backdoor to the bar swings open, bouncing off the wall with a loud thud that startles both of us. There's rustling heard with the sound of heels as they make their way closer to the end of the building where we are hiding behind the dumpsters. Dom leans in, placing his fingers over my mouth to keep me quiet. The lid to the dumpster slowly opens along with a loud gasp as the trash bag is hoisted inside. Once the bag has been thrown in, the footsteps are heard moving away from us and back towards the door to the bar. We can hear her say under her breath, "Women shouldn't have to take out the damn garbage! That's a man's job!" she belts out before slamming the backdoor close behind her; I breathe a sigh of relief, "Oh my God! Alisha almost caught us!" I snicker.