His Sexual Demands [18+]

Eighteen| Grovel

Third Person POV

Cℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 Eighteen
Grovel!

———

THE YOUNG PRINCESS WAS AWOKEN BY A LIGHT KISS ON HER FOREHEAD. THE STENCH SMELL OF CROISSANTS filling her nostrils. Fluttering her eyes open, they immediately landed on a shirtless Dominic holding a tray of breakfast food and two glasses of orange juice. Valentina could easily notice the nerves that were radiating of the older man.

Valentina sat up, eyebrows creased in confusion as she sat up. "What's this?"

He gave her an unsure smile, walking closer to the bed and sitting down with the tray deposited on his lap. "Breakfast. For the two of us."

"Oh." She blinked. Breakfast? Why? "Um, thanks."

"No problem, baby. Eat this, and then I'll run you a bath. That okay with you?"

Again, she blinked. Had Dominic hit his head or something? What was wrong with him? "That's great, thanks."

Just as he'd told her he would, Dominic ran her a nice, warm bath with a beautiful scent, making Valentina never want to step out. But Dominic came forward with a towel, and wrapped it around her body as she left the bath.

"You okay?" He asked, pushing her hair behind her hair when it came loose.

"Yeah." But she was bursting to blurt out the question that had been stuck in her head since the morning. "Dominic, are you okay? Why are you behaving so weirdly?"

He smiled, lovingly tracing the bottom of her lip. "I'm fine, but I need to do this, Valentina. My behaviour isn't weird; it's how I should've been from the start. I want you to know that I'm serious about us. Actions speak louder than words, and hopefully, this can make you see how I'm never leaving. You are what matters, and I want you to see it."

It would be an understatement for Valentina to admit she was shocked. She felt a small sensation in her heart, almost as if it warmed at his loving words. The young girl hadn't wanted to give Dominic a second chance so quickly — but she couldn't hold back. She understood he was new to loving someone in an intimate way.

"That's very sweet. Thank you." Valentina replied, giving him an smile before going on to her tip toes to lay a soft kiss to his stubbly cheek.

Unconditionally, Dominic gripped her chin — not to roughly — turning her lips to his, caressing her cheek as one of his arms slithered around her slim waist pulling her closer to him.

Pulling away, Dominic spoke in a whisper, "Thank you," he told Valentina.

Bewildered, the De La Cruz lady replied in a whisper, "For what?" she questioned.

"For not pulling away."

——

Valentina was peacefully reading one of her favourite novels, her petite body curled up on the armchair; Dominic was beside her, occasionally glancing at the words on the novel she held securely in her hand.

Dominic's hand was caressing her thigh, slowly edging closer and close to her heat. Upon wearing a dress, he could see her underwear and brushed a finger over it smirking at the shiver that ran through Valentina's body.

Slowly pushing her pink undergarment to one side, he dipped a lone finger into her smiling at how wet she already was. No words were spoken as he added another finger, curling them ever so slightly he had a slow pace as he pushed them in and out.

Disturbing the comfort aura they had created, Valentina's phone began to vibrate on the coffee table beside them.

"Would you like me to answer?" Dominic asked Valentina politely being the closest to the oak table.

"Yes, please," she replied, placing her bookmark in the between the page she was reading, before closing her book.

Moving his attention to the phone, the dark haired man flipped over the device spotting the contact name 'Father' with a heart on the screen. "It's your father, shall I still pick up?" he spoke. His fingers remained in her in action.

Valentina muttered a small 'mhm', "Put it on speaker! Please," she added quickly after.

Tapping on the green button to accept the call, the once silence was immediately disturbed by the sound of her father's voice. "Hello darling, how are you?" He greeted.

"I'm good daddy, you?" Valentina returned the statement.

"Well, sweetheart, I just wanted to talk to you about your birthday party tomorrow," her father's voice came through. Dominic's eyebrows raised as he heard what Nicholas said.

"Oh, yeah, daddy. What about it?" She questioned innocently, her breath getting caught in her throat as Dominic pushed in another finger, his thumb rubbing light circles on her clit.

"Have you got everything planned? Have you invited everyone who you know on the guest list?"

"Yes, Dad. I have — don't worry about it." She stuttered lightly flustered.

The conversation carried on for a couple more minutes, with her father making sure all the arrangements were fixed for her party, more worried about it than the birthday girl herself. Whilst Valentina attempted to speak as normal as possible as Dominic gradually picked up his pace.

When they finally hung up, Dominic put her phone away and turned back to her with a frown. "Why didn't you tell me about your birthday?"

Valentina shrugged. "It's not really a big deal. I didn't see the point. I'm only turning nineteen, not a big deal."

Though he didn't want to show it, Dominic was hurt that she hadn't cared enough to tell him about it. "Well, it's a big deal to me. I care. I wouldn't have gotten you anything if I hadn't found out now."

"You're getting me something?" Valentina was surprised, and she leaned forward with a questioning look on her face.

"Of course, I am." He smiled, leaning into place a kiss on her lips, "let's take this to my bed shall we?"

————————