Dominic

Chapter 40 (Just revised)

Camille

I kept looking down at my left hand, completely and utterly happy; I was going to be Mrs. Dominic Giossi!  I know I must have looked like a total idiot but I couldn't help it; he made me so happy. 

 Beni drove us around back and stopped the vehicle as Carlo got out and opened the doors for us, Dom got out and then offered his hand to me, grasping it I slid out after him. It would seem that we had one entire section of the VIP area to ourselves, with the exception of Dom's men standing guard outside the door. 

 By the looks of it the staff was expecting us because there were several bottles of Cristal on ice and two glasses at the ready. I was looking over the edge at the people dancing and hoped I could get him to dance with me, after all he did promise. I could feel the heat of his body coming through his suit and my dress as my skin heated up, driving me crazy. 

 "To us" he said holding out a glass to me; both taking a sip, our gaze never wandering. I took my glass and his, sitting it down, I pulled him to my embrace. 

 "Kiss me" I begged. Hmm, he tasted of champagne and Dominic; it was intoxicating as was the kiss, one hand cupping my behind pulling me closer and the other hand wound up in my hair bringing my lips closer; I would have never attempted making out with him like this but we were the only ones in this section so I didn't give it a second thought.

Dominic had just been sitting on the couch watching me get drunk; not falling down, at least not yet anyway and then the DJ said he was going to play some music from the 80's and 90's, the first one being George Michael I Want Your Sex, damn sexy song. I walked in front of him and motioned with my finger for him to come to me as I started to move my hips suggestively, keeping eye contact with his lust-filled ones. 

 One thing I'd learned about Dominic was the man could dance; he took my hands and captured them behind me while rolling his hips into me letting me feel his lust, throwing my head back I let him have complete access to my neck, his tongue and lips driving me insane.

 "Dominic" I gritted, my panties becoming very wet. 

"Yes, tesoro?" he said as he licked my skin. God he was frustrating! He knew what he was doing to me, I could feel him smirking against my skin. He kept my hands bound behind me in one of his massive ones while I felt the other one slink up inside my dress and dive into my panties, his fingers finding their mark.

 "Fuck!" I hissed as he caressed and rubbed my spot, my legs felt like they were going to give out on me. I was right on the edge of climaxing when he removed his hand and brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking them like they were dripping with honey. "Oh God!" I moaned at the sight of what he was doing.

He walked us backwards to the sofa, sat down and waited for my next move. I was going to torture him now; slowly hiking up my dress I removed my panties throwing them at him, then I sank to my knees, unfastened his pants allowing him to spring free. He was massively hard!  Lowering my lips I took him between my cherry colored skin and started teasing him with my mouth, teeth and tongue. Looking up at him through my eyelashes I could see the pain he was in but I wouldn't make him wait much longer to give him relief. 

 He started to put his hands in my hair but I stopped him, making him growl. When I brought my mouth up one final time it made a 'popping' noise; grabbing a condom from my purse I tore the package with my teeth, rolled it on to his manhood and lowered myself on to him. 

 "Put your hands on my ass" I demanded, feeling his warm skin make contact with mine.  I leaned into him, my mouth next to his ear and said "Help me move."  Pulling my dress down to expose my bare breasts I brought his mouth to my pebbled bud.  "Suck" I commanded, stressing the 's'. 

 "Jesus Christ, Camille" he grunted as his mouth latched on.  I lifted my hips letting my body slide up and down on his shaft, the sensation the friction was creating almost too much.  

"Dominic!" I screamed, clinching around him. 

 "That's right, baby" he said.  "Let me hear you come" he stressed as he came undone beneath me.  My head stayed on his shoulder, our breaths uneven, my lower body sore.  "Can you move?" he asked.  

My response was "Hmm" as I couldn't form anything that sounded coherent and intelligent but slowly lifted myself from his lap.

After putting ourselves back together and disposing discreetly of the condom we were ready to take this home.  Tipsy as I may be, I was still horny as fuck and needed to wear him and myself out.  I proceeded to tease him the whole way home and that little tryst took place on the dresser and we finished up on the floor.

We couldn't have been asleep more than three or four hours when I felt Dom lean over the bed to kiss me.  Wait, something was wrong, he was dressed in his suit.  I immediately sat up and asked what was wrong.  He looked hard and cold, eyes dark and hate-filled. 

 "Someone's fucking with our Miami contact.  I don't know how long I'll be gone.  Same safety protocols as before" he said emotionless.  I made the mistake of rolling my eyes which pissed him off.  

"Fuck Camille!  Your safety is a serious matter!  Quit acting like a child!" he yelled harshly making me jump.  He'd never raised his voice at me before.  I tried to conceal the tears but did a poor job of it and rolled over on my side facing away from him.  "Camille..." he started.  But I interrupted him. 

 "Just don't!" I snapped.  "Just go" I finished as he slammed the door so hard the pictures rattled.  I would have never let things go like that, I should of run after him but my pride got in the way and I would end being sorry I left things that way between us.