Death Of Peace Of Mind || Dominik Mysterio

THAT'S MY GIRL (18+)

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Delaney's POV.

"We can address your sister tomorrow, my gatita." Dom cooed as we made our way through the entrance of my home. We had spent the better part of the night trying to figure out how to talk Demi down. Damian even tried and he was met with a door to the face. I tried calling Buddy to pull the sister-in-law card, but he told me to let her cool off for a bit. 

I sighed as I plopped down on my couch, carelessly kicking off my boots as I did so. It was frustrating enough having to talk Damian off the ledge, my sister is ten times more stubborn...and she's, my sister. It's going to be a much more difficult conversation. I felt the couch dip next to me, Dominiks's arm sliding around my shoulders and pulling me into his side. 

"It'll be okay Laney, I didn't give up when you hated me. Definitely not giving up when your sister hates me." He laughed softly. I tilted my head up, looking up at him. 

"I never hated you, Dom." I said softly. He looked down at me, bring his thumb up and brushing it against my jawline, a smirk tugging at his lips. 

"You know, it was pretty hot how you stood up to everyone today..." He trailed off, grazing his fingertips down my arm, leaving goosebumps in their trail. 

"Oh yeah?" I giggled

"Yeah, taking charge and sticking up for your man." He muttered quietly as he leaned in, his lips brushing against my neck gently. I let out a breathy chuckle as he began peppering my skin with soft kisses, his fingers playing with the hem of my top, lightly brushing against my hip. He trailed his lips back towards my ear, nibbling on my earlobe just slightly "That's my girl." he growled playfully. 

My breathe was suddenly caught in my throat, that was now dryer than any desert on the planet. Dom noticed my sudden uptick in anxiety and let out a low chuckle. He pulled back slightly and looked at me, adoringly. 

"Take me upstairs hermosa, let me show you how grateful I am for you." He whispered, his hot breath dancing against my lips. The look in his eyes had darkened mid-sentence. I had but only a sliver of an idea of what I was in store for. 

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I led Dom to my bedroom, our fingers laced together as I pulled him into the dimly lit room. I turned to go on sit on the edge of my bed but was stopped by Dom pulling me back. 

"Wait." He stated simply. There was an aura about him I couldn't quite pinpoint, and the unknown filled me with excitement. He circled me slowly, like a lion its prey. He stopped right behind me, anxiety caused me to stand still, just barely looking over my shoulder at him. He reached forward and gripped my waist, pulling me until my back was flush with the front of his body. It was then I could feel his very prominent erection against me, pressing in. The sudden feeling caused a soft gasp to fall from my lips, and my core heat up intensely. 

Dom carefully and gently pulled my sweater off my shoulders, sliding the sleeves down my arms until it fell to the floor. He ducked his head down, placing a line of soft kisses to my shoulder blades as he reached down and began untying my corset top, I wore. He skillfully untied it, pulling the string through all the loops before tossing it to the side. He pulled his hands back, letting the rest of the top fall from my body and hit the floor with ease. His hands reached from behind and began caressing the now exposed skin of my torso. Fingertips danced around my breast before slowly settling on the nipples. Small flicks and pinches set my nerves into a frenzy, causing me to roll my head back onto his shoulder as he continued his slow torture.