Dominic

Chapter 17 (Just revised)

Dominic

I just laid there watching her sleep; the sheet just barely covering from the middle of her hip down, her skin beautiful and soft. My eyes trailed up her small frame, her left arm covering enough of her breasts and leaving the rest to my imagination; her lips pouty and slightly parted as she took slow deep breaths.

I marveled at her capacity for forgiveness as I realized, after going over events in my mind, that she could have kicked me out of her room last night but instead she was tender in her ministrations and taking care of me at my lowest. Replaying what she said regarding my old, healed scars, I swallowed the lump in my throat. I made a silent promise that I would tell her the truth, as much as I could without putting her in danger, and make it up to her somehow. I placed my lips on her forehead causing a soft, sexy moan to escape her lips.

"Damn" I breathed, hard as hell now. I wanted to see what else I could get her to do simply by touching her, so I pulled her hand to my mouth slipping her index finger between my lips. This time she gasped, her breathing increasing a little; and finally I dipped my head to the top of her breast and placed little kisses all around. She sighed and rolled to her back, throwing her arms above her head completely exposing the front of her body to me.

"Fuck me!" I groaned softly, looking at her tender, pink buds that were just begging for my mouth.

I straddled her tiny body and began tasting her delicate nipples; her body started to hum with pleasure, her hands making their way to my hair but I captured them, keeping them above her head with one hand and held her breast with the other.

"Oh Dominic" her voice soft and low and sweet. I used my tongue to reverence her body, sucking and tugging her aroused nipples.

"Oh baby, please" she begged.

"Please what?" I asked between sucks.

"Please make me come" was her plea so I slid my hand down her flat, toned belly and let it go between her legs, to her ready and willing sex.

"Camille baby!" I grunted. "Feel how your body responds to me" I said in awe at how wet and aroused she'd become. At first I slipped in one finger then two, allowing them to slowly pump in and out of her, lastly I inserted on more, stretching her and preparing her for my shaft. I established a rhythm while rubbing her, needing to get her off as her hips moved in synchronicity with my hand.

I knew she was close, her breathing was erratic and uneven, so I applied a little more pressure and watched her come undone, writhing around as she screamed out my name. I abruptly stopped knowing she hadn't finished yet because I wanted to slip into her and feel her clinch around my hardness as she rode out the rest of her orgasm.

I grabbed the condom package and tore it with my teeth, quickly rolled it on and pushed between her legs and into her immediately making her body pick up where it left off; her sexy body erotically squeezing mine as we came together.

"That's right, baby. Squeeze my dick harder!" I cried as she did, drawing out our orgasms. My body fell onto her's, loving how she made me feel.

"I'm gonna pull out, baby" I warned.

"Okay" she responded, hissing as I did so. I carefully removed the condom, tied the end and dropped it on the floor, too tired to move we both fell back asleep completely satisfied.

I awoke to the sun just starting to come out and smiled when I saw Camille still curled up next to me. She was amazing and I wanted to make her mine by asking her to be my queen, exclusively. I knew she wouldn't forget about our talking but I didn't want to do it here so I had planned on asking her to come stay with me the rest of the week. I had a good feeling about it and I just knew she would say yes.

I gently slid from bed and walked to the mini fridge, opened it and smiled when I saw bottles of orange juice, taking one I twisted the cap off and slugged it back, my mouth dry from all the alcohol I'd consumed the night before. She tore me from my thoughts as I heard her call out my name.

"Just getting a drink, baby" I reassured her. She sat up holding the sheet in front of her to cover her modesty, lips pouty and the sexiest bed hair I'd ever seen. She had a direct line to my crotch looking at me like that.

"Come back to bed, please" she begged, her voice husky from sleep. Without hesitation I walked back towards the bed, and climbed in.

I was leaning against the headboard and pulled her to a sitting position between my long legs; she was half sitting, half laying with her head on my chest, my hand gently caressing her shoulder. No words were spoken, just yet, as we laid there enjoying being in each other's arms.

This was a feeling I was quickly getting used to and she would be the only one to ever know how much comfort it brought to me. My sentiments, my passions, my words, she would only be privy to them, no one else because outside the bedroom those feelings didn't exist. I was the Boss and as such I didn't have feelings or emotions where my businesses and mi famiglia were concerned.

"Dominic?" she said softly, I loved hearing her say my name.

"Yes, cara" I responded.

"We still need to talk" she said sighing.

I reached my hand down and lifted her face so I could see her eyes and said "I know but I do not want to do it here. Don't stay here the rest of the week, please. Come home with me; I will answer all your questions and no matter the outcome I will be honest with you going forward."

I felt her lips against my chest as she answered "Okay."