Blood and Dresses [Book 4]

Chapter 9

(A/N)
~Firstly, I'd like to say thank you for the continuous love and support. I took off due to mental health problems but I will be updating from now on!~

*Dominic's POV*

I stare blankly at my laptop, trying to think of ways to help Dalton more. If I had it my way Daniel would be dead. I can't stand child abuse of any form. So what if he came home late? He's a kid and can have fun. The guy wasn't drinking or smoking anything. Not to mention Daniel is a piece of shit anyway. I'd long forgotten about him until Dalton came over.

"Still hard at work?" Mina's soft voice interrupts. I look at her and my anger only gets worse. That man can't get away with what he's done. "No," I sigh while shutting the laptop. I drop my head and rub my face. "I can't stop being angry over Daniel and Dalton. I just don't get it." I mutter, mostly to myself.

"Dear, you're helping as much as you can." She says in a sigh. Mina walks over to me, planting herself on my desk. Her hand pulls my own from my face. Her fingers begin tracing my features. "Daniel is just like that... who knows why. We can't fix him, we can only help Dalton out of the situation." She advises.

"He's still garbage." I groan, sitting back in my chair. "If this happened 20 years ago-"

"20 years ago was different." Mina cuts me off. Her hand moves to her lap and she smiles. "Why don't you go do something fun? Take your mind off of things?" Her green eyes glimmer even in the lighting of this office.

They remind me of when we first met. All those years ago in high school. Back when I was just an annoying teenage boy. When I'd beg her for answers on tests just to get through because I was too lazy to do the work myself.

She still holds her beauty after all these years. After all the stress, trauma, and hardships she's been through. She still has a gentle and beautiful soul.

I remember going to her house for the first time as if it were yesterday. I remember taking her to that ball so long ago. How my heart fluttered around her and it still does.

"Do you remember when we met in high school?" I ask, raising my arms to rest on my head. She gives me a goofy smile. "When you were dumb?" She jokes, laughing slightly. "I was dumb then." I laugh back. 

"Those were the days," She sighs while remembering them. "We were so hormonal and loving then." She says. She smiles to herself at the fond memories.

"Then?" I ask, leaning forward and planting my elbows onto the desk. "Are we not now?" I ask, looking at her and her body. "Well yes, it's just not the same." She laughs, folding her arms over one another.

"Mini bear," I groan, feeling myself become hard. Her eyes start to sparkle, noticing my predicament. "Tell me what you want." I request, rubbing the buldge in my pants. Her breath quickens as she watches.

"I want you to take me here, now." She moans slightly. "Like we used to." Mina begins to reach forward, leaning to touch me. As she reaches it, I pull her onto my lap and kiss her hard. Her hips buck onto my own, making friction that I didn't know I needed.

"You want me to take you?" I ask in a deep tone, looking into her beautiful green eyes. Her brown hair falls over them as she nods excitedly. I stand up, pushing her off of me. She smiles and turns around, I force her down onto the desk. As she's bent over I remove her jeans and undo mine. I push my throbbing dick against her.

She moans quietly, pushing back onto me. I rip her lace underwear from her ass and slide down my own boxers. My hand goes to her hair, gripping it and pushing her head down to the desk. I align myself with her and begin pushing in, slow at first but beginning to pump erratically. Her soft moans fill the air, echoing off of the wood that her face is pressed against.

Her hand reaches down to help herself get off which makes me quicken my pace. As my pace gets faster it also gets harder, moving the desk with us. I use her hair to pull her head up to my chest where my other hand plants itself on her mouth.

I hush her, whispering in her ear. "Be quiet darling, you never know who will hear us. The door is wide open after all." I moan in union with her as we both look to the open door. She starts to shake slightly while moaning into my hand, which makes me want to pump into her harder.

"I'm going to finish," I moan into her hair. She clamps her eyes shut, finishing herself. "God, you feel so good, Babygirl." I groan, shoving deep inside of her. She twitches and groans loudly as I fill her. She pushes back against me to make sure my full length is inside as I do so.

I move my hand from her mouth down to her chin, raising her face to look at me. Our lips meet in a sloppy but still hungry kiss. I slowly pull out of her earning a few whimpers. She bends over, lying back down on the desk while breathing heavily. I reach for a nearby tissue box, cleaning both of us off.

"You've been such a good girl," I compliment as I pull her clothes back on. "Thank you, sir." She replies in a breathy tone. Once my pants are pulled up I pick her up, carrying her to our bedroom.

"I love you, mini bear." I coo as we lie down together. "I love you," She says back.

Within a few minutes she's fast asleep on my chest, cuddled against me. Not many things have changed over the years. I twirl a piece of her perfect hair around my finger as I listen to her shallow breaths.

Staring at the ceiling, I feel myself get sleepier by the second. She's so perfect, I'd do anything for her. The only person who would ever come before her is our daughter.

Is that still true? Would Dalton come first as well? I look at him like he's my own son. He's mine to protect as well now. Just remembering Daniel putting his hands on my boy makes my blood boil. My boy. My son.

Either way, they're all three my family. I'd fucking kill anyone who'd hurt my family. The only reason why Daniel is still walking is because of Mina, Rose, and Dalton. If Dalton hadn't pleaded with me the way he did, Daniel wouldn't be an issue. Neither would that so called mom of his.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts by a gentle knocking on the door. "Dad?" Rose asks quietly, Dalton standing next to her. "Yes, baby?" I say in return, focusing on them.

"We were wondering if Dalton can spend the night?" Rose inquires, smiling and pulling Dalton closer. "Yeah," I say. "The bedroom door needs to stay open." I declare, looking at the two of them suspiciously. Dalton and Rose smile and run off, leaving me smiling as well. Young love. What can I do?