Dominic

Chapter 76 (Just revised)

(Third Person POV)

She grabbed his hand as they slowly took each step up to their room. It would seem that they both were of the same mindset in taking it slow, taking their time with each other, exploring one another's bodies, enjoying each other.  Whether it had been spoken or not,  they both realized how close they came to losing it all. 

He stood to the side letting her enter first and then quietly shut the door and she heard a click indicating that he'd locked it behind him. She turned to face him, teasing him by unbuttoning the top of her romper, still keeping her gazed locked to his, she let it fall to the ground, leaving her in a black lace bra and thong. 

His body language said it all as he continued to lean against the bedroom door, feet crossed at the ankles and rubbing his finger across his lips. Reaching behind her she unhooked her bra and allowed it to join her other clothing, letting him to get a good look at her full breasts and finally she hooked her fingers into the sides of her underwear and shimmied them off, kicking them to the side. 

Dominic's gaze burned her, right through to her soul, her sex glistening with her arousal. He stalked towards her,  a man on a mission and stopped just short of where she stood,  he pulled off his shirt, her breath hitching at the sight of his god-like chest; kicking his shoes off it didn't take him long to lose his socks and then to further her torture he took his time unfastening his dress pants. Now naked before her, he moved in behind her, turning her so she could see the mirror.

His hands started in her hair, God he loved how his hands felt when they were fisted in her hair, wrapping his hands around her throat gently, his thumbs massaged the back of her neck making her moan with pleasure, going from her throat his hands passed over her shoulders and to her breasts. 

"Look tesoro" he husked. She slowly opened her eyes to see his dark and hooded lust-filled eyes as he caressed her breasts, rolling her hardened buds between his thumb and finger.

"Dominic" she cried as he continued down her flat belly, stopping to rub his hands across her smooth skin. 

"You will look so incredibly beautiful when this is swollen with our child" he breathed into her ear. 

"Yes" she moaned out at his words. Finally his hands found their way to her aroused sex and he hissed at finding her so wet and responsive for him. 

"Oh Camille. God you are so fucking wet, cara" he said as his finger slid in and zeroed in on her clitoris. Her knees almost buckled at the sensation. 

"I need you" she begged. 

"Soon" he cooed bound and determined to bring her to the edge. When he was sure she couldn't take much more he picked her up and carried her to their bed; laying her on the edge he fell to his knees and buried his tongue in her.

"Oh Christ!" she screamed as he made her come, her back arching off the bed, while his tongue did her in. 

"Wrap your arms around my neck and your legs around my waist" he said bringing her to the head of the bed. He put his hand between her legs and pumped two fingers into her, then bringing them to her parted lips he said "Suck." Jesus, he couldn't have sounded any sexier! He bowed his head to one breast and latched on to her nipple lathing the sensitive bud with his evil tongue. 

"Per favore (please)" she begged in Italian. 

"Per favore, cosa? (Please what?)" he responded, his tongue still pleasing her. 

"Fai l'amore con me (Please make love to me)" she pleaded. 

"Oh tesoro" he breathed into her skin. Licking and sucking on her neck his mouth found it's way to hers and as soon as their lips touched he sank into her, her cries silenced by his kisses. He expertly rolled and ground his hips into her, hitting her clitoris every time, causing her to clinch around his erection. 

He laid his head next to hers on the pillow allowing her to hear exactly what he was feeling while inside her; the only sound that could be heard was their breathing. 

"Come with me, bella" he whispered as he felt her clinch around him as she began to suck his essence from his body, it exploding like hers as they came together. After their bodies were spent, he rolled to his back bringing her into his side, holding her and enjoying what they had just experienced.

"Dominic?" she said raising up to her elbow and now looking at him in the eyes. 

"Si, tesoro" he replied sweeping the hair from her face. 

"Marry me" she said. She could tell that he was a little confused by the look on his face and she expanded on what she meant. "As soon as my father can make arrangements to be here, I want to marry you. I don't want to wait and I don't think you do either. I know how you feel about children and I want that as much as you do. So, marry me." 

Then he did something that completely surprised her, he picked up his phone and hit speed dial. Camille could hear her father on the other line. 

"Antonio, how are you?" he asked pleasantly. The man said he was doing wonderful and asked about the call. 

"Well" Dom started, looking at Camille. "How soon can you get to New York?" As you can imagine the man was surprised at the question. "Camille and I want to be married, soon" he answered. The next question that Antonio asked was if his little girl was pregnant. "No sir. We just don't want to wait" he explained. Antonio said that he would get his assistant to book a flight for Wednesday night so they could plan for Saturday or Sunday. "Sounds good. Call with your flight details" Dominic said and ended the call by saying "Thank you, Antonio." 

He turned and looked at Camille as she smiled her beautiful smile. "Looks like we're getting married" he said returning the smile. 

"Well" she said seductively. "I need to find a way to thank you now" she said moving down his body, taking him into her mouth. 

"Ah, Camille, baby" he breathed. "You can thank me like this any time" he told her as she worked her mouth around him. "I love you" he said.