Chapter 3

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What the hell was that? What was he going to do? If he hadn't come to his senses, would he have really done what he said he was going to? And why did I feel a bit let down that he didn't follow through?

Running into my house, I locked the door and slid to the floor. What was happening to me? Why did Dominic make me feel this way? Surely I couldn't feel this way when I have John. It isn't fair on him.

Just as I climbed to my feet, my phone started ringing - Dominic. Ignoring my shouting head telling me not to answer, I pressed the accept call button. I waited for him to say something, but he didn't. So I spoke first. "Hello?" I asked shakily. I hated the feelings this man made course through me.

"I didn't think you would answer," he said, his voice low. "I just wanted to call you and apologise for my behaviour. I'm not usually like that. I have no idea what came over me. And I really am sorry, Leah. I should have controlled myself better. If you want me to quit, I will. If you want to get me fired or call the police, I completely understand. I did not call to talk you out of anything." He sounded sincere. He meant every word he said. I could tell.

I put my hand over my mouth as I took a shaky breath. "I'm not going to call the police. Or get you fired. And you don't need to quit." I couldn't believe what I was saying. Any normal human being would have went straight to HR. But me? No. Apparently I'm not going to do that. "But why did you do it?" I couldn't stop the question from flowing from my mouth.

It was Dominic's time to exhale. "It's inappropriate." What did that mean?

"I don't mind," I found myself saying. "I just want to know."

I walked to the kitchen and grabbed out a bottle of wine and took a swig from it, waiting for  Dominic to start talking. "Well," he started, "you called me Sir." So what, I wanted to ask, but I stayed quiet as he continued. "When I get..sexually...involved with women, they call me Sir. It brings out another side of me. A dominant side, if you will. So when you called me that, I lost control. I couldn't help but want to just do things to you, Leah." I heard his voice get deeper. Is he thinking about those things now?

The thought of this man thinking about me sexually started to make me hot. I shrugged out of my jacket and took another sip of wine, only now realising that I was halfway done with the bottle already. So maybe that's why I said, "What do you want to do to me?" I bit my lip. 

A second passed. A minute. I thought Dominic had hung up on me until I heard him breathe out, "Leah, don't ask me that."

My voice became needy. "Dominic," I pleadingly said. "Please tell me. Please tell me all of the things you would like to do to me." I smiled to myself and finished off the rest of the wine. "Sir."

Dominic growled. A sound that I didn't know I found sexy until now. My legs started trembling. "Well first," he began, "if you were here right now, I would have pinned you up against the wall, and your clothes would be on the floor right now. My hand would be around your neck, holding you in place as I pulled my belt off, throwing you to the ground on all fours. I would strike you with the belt, marking your skin. But I wouldn't stop at just one hit. Oh no. A little slut like you needs to be pulled into line. I would keep whipping you until you begged, tears coming out of those pretty eyes of yours. I wouldn't stop there. Once I pull you to your knees-" 

"Stop," I breathe out, interrupting him. I could feel the tears prick at my eyes as he explained, in detail, the ways he was going to hurt me. I felt scared. But also excited. The thought of him doing that to me was thrilling, and I never thought I'd feel that way about this. "I want to come over. Please let me come over. I need it," I begged. I felt dirty for saying all of that, but I couldn't care any less right about now. "Please let me come over."

The breathing on the other end of the phone got heavy, before he whispered, "I can't. I want to. I want nothing more than to see you beg for me, Leah, but I'm your boss. It will just make things messy. I shouldn't have even told you any of this. I should have controlled myself better at work,  but it is so hard to contain myself around you." Just as I opened my mouth to speak, he hung up. The line started beeping, and I contemplated calling him back, but I figured it was best to just leave him be. 

Instead, I decided to open another bottle of wine and pour myself a glass. I typed John's number into my phone to see how long he was going to be. After that call with Dominic, my sexual frustration has just grown since this morning, and I need a release from a man. Right now.

The call didn't go through, but he did message me. 

John: Are you okay? I'm just with the boys right now. I can't answer.

Leah: I need you to come home. I'm horny, and I need you so bad.

Minutes passed, and I figured John wasn't going to answer, until: 

John: I told you I was going to be late. Go and use your vibrator or something. I'm not coming home yet.

Rolling my eyes, I threw my phone on the lounge and ran my hands through my hair. Exasperated, I grabbed my coat and decided to go for a walk. I reached out for my door handle and pulled the door open, only to be met with the most gorgeous green eyes.

"Dominic," I gasped, my mouth hanging as I got a good look at him. He was dressed in all black, holding a helmet, his giant hand held out as though he were about to knock. His black hair shone as the moonlight glimmered off of it, making it hard for me to not reach up and try to catch a hold of that shiny light. "What are you doing here?"

His eyes turned dark, and the hand that was held out lashed at me, grabbing the back of my neck. He took a step closer to me, our bodies flush up against each other. I was too shocked to take a step back, my main focus being on his serious face. There was no emotion on him that I could read, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. 

He  craned his neck, his lips landing next to my ear. I felt his sweet, warm breath on my skin as he breathed out, "Get inside. Now."

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