My Dominant, My Darker Shades

Chapter Twenty Four- Under His Nose Part One

I had my phone tight in my hand as I was prepared to text Vincent when Chase would be leaving. Chase believes I am the happy housewife with only the cafe to worry about as Vincent knows my true suffering. I politely kissed him quickly before he pulled me in for a harder kiss. I endured it before imagining Vincent instead. When he walked out the door, I ran down toward the window of the apartment and watched him drive away before I was turned and pushed up against the heavy metal gate that kept the apartments "safe". He made a sandwich with my hand between his and the door before kissing my neck and sliding my slip from my shoulder.

"Not here." I said as I ran up the stairs as he chased after me. Entering the apartment, he then pulled me into him and I crashed against his chest. He angled my head back before kissing me ferociously-as if he had little time to do so. Tugging on my hair, he pulled it back and kissed my neck before pinning me against the bookshelf in the living room. I let out a moan before he moved his hands to my thighs and lingered for a moment-teasing me, before lifting my nightgown and throwing it on the floor, leaving me in just my underwear. I covered my chest before he held my hands over my head.

"Never be ashamed." He said out of breath as he lifted my legs up so they wrapped around him and he took me against the bookshelf. It shook against the wall before eventually he moved me to the couch and continued there. I swear nothing had ever felt so great in my life as that moment. We had the freedom to be with one another for however long and whichever way we wanted and we took pride in it. He was forceful as he would cast my head aside and claim he as his or even hold my throat-lose, in order to keep me in place. His stamina always amazed me as he could go for hours.

I stayed beside him before the door jingled open, he darted toward the back of the apartment in the bathroom as I found it to be Lisa and Jason. They looked to me as I was wrapped in a blanket and smirked before Lisa looked around for Vincent. We had a nice dinner together before I gave Lisa the updates. She gasped at each turn of events which made Jason spit out his drink or nearly choke on his food.

As the night grew later, we said goodnight to Lisa and Jason before he took me to the bedroom. This time, it was more tender. Intense with passion, but more tender. Almost as if he knew the pain I felt standing in the room I shared with my husband.

"I want you to remember anytime he's with you, that I was with you also. In this room, in this bed, claiming you over and over again."