Dominic Sherwood = Love

Just Another Day at the Office

Alisson's POV:

I wake up with muscular arms wrapped around me. I slowly open my eyes and look up, seeing Dominic. A headache thrums at a steady beat. I slowly ease out of Dominic's grasp and crawl to the kitchen. I stand up and open the medicine cabinet. I pull out the Tylenol and take three pills out. After I put the Tylenol away I went to the fridge and got a water. I took the meds and slowly walked back into the living room. Dominic was gone. "Dominic?" I say, slightly frightened. I shake my head and go to the bathroom. I pull out two towels and strip. I turn the hot water on and the shower head automatically comes on. I step in and close the curtain. 

I start singing Into You by Ariana Grande. Halfway through the song, I see Dominic's silhouette in the mirror, and I realize that I never shut the door. "I don't see why you didn't major in music when you went to college." He says. I stand still and look at him through the curtain and mirror. "Because I knew I was better at art than music." I smile. He slowly steps into the bathroom. I continue to stay still and hold my breath. "You should have majored in music." He says and looks in the mirror. 

"Well, I didn't. You weren't here at the time so I did art." I say and look at him in the mirror. "It's rude to barge into the bathroom while a girl is in the shower, just so you know." I smirk. The water was getting cold. I turned the water off and look at him while still behind the curtain. "I know." Dominic says the unfolds the bigger towel. He hands it to me from around the curtain and I take it. I wrap it around me and step out of the bathtub. "I was wondering if you were hungry." Dominic says, looking down at me.

I shake my head and my wet hair plasters itself to my neck, shoulders, and back. He smiles and walks out of the bathroom. I pick up the small towel and dry off my hair. Quickly, I walk to my room. I shut the door behind me and go to my closet. I put on my red lacy bra and panties. I, then, put on a black silk blouse and white slacks along with red heels. I walk out of my room and to the kitchen. Dominic was cooking eggs and bacon. "It smells delicious." I smile. He looks at me and grins.

"You look amazing." He says. "Really? It's not too much is it?" I ask. "Do you want my honest answer?" He asks. "Of course." I say and stand beside him. He turns towards me. "No, you don't want my honesty." He smiles. "Yes, I do." I pout. "Yes, I think it is too much." He says making a serious face. "What about it is too much?" I ask. "Well for starters, the shoes." He says. I kick my heels off and instantly I am six inches shorter than him. 

"Then there's the slacks, too sophisticated for your goofy personality." He laughs. "I'm not taking my pants off. Skip to the next thing." I glare. "Alright, your blouse. Black? It's supposed to be ninety degrees today. You'll burn up." He says with a stern face. I growl and take the blouse off, revealing my red lacy bra. "Anything else?" I ask sarcastically. "Yeah, the pants." He grins. I strip the pants and look up at him. "Better?" I ask. "Yeah, now go put on some shorts and a t-shirt." He smiles and picks up my pants and blouse.

I glare at him and take my clothes, going to my bedroom. I put on some red shorts and a blue crop-top. I shove my feet into my converse shoes and lace them up. Then I walk back to the kitchen while putting my hair into a braid. "Are you happy now?" I smile at Dominic. "Why...yes, yes I am." He laughs, almost choking on the eggs he had in his mouth. I sit next to him and steal all his bacon. "Hey! That was mine." He says, reaching to grab it. I put it behind my back and he leans over me, reaching behind my back.

Our faces were inches apart. "You aren't getting it back." I say, grinning. "I have ways of getting them back." He smirks. "Oh yeah? Like what?" I smile. "Like this..." He closes the distance between my face and his, kissing me on the lips. I freeze then my arms begin to go around his neck. The bacon was forgotten. I lean away from him and stare into his eyes. "Why did you do that?" I ask. "Because I love you. And I know you love me." He says and I kiss him again. My phone's alarm goes off. "I have to go to work." I say and get up from my chair. I grab my bag and phone, then head out the door.

**Time Skip to Work**

I look at my computer screen. The design Adam sent me was complicated but easy to fix. It needed a few digital watercolor marks on it and less colors. I hear a knock on my door and see Adam standing there. I wave for him to come in. "Hey." He smiles and comes around to my side of the desk. I had changed back into what I was wearing before Dominic had made me change. The black blouse wasn't clingy so I was happy about that. 

"Did you find out how to fix the design yet?" Adam asks. "Yes I did." I smile. "Oh, tell me what you found." He smiles back. "I will not. It will be a surprise." I smirk. "Is there any way that I could persuade you?" He asks and starts kissing my neck. "You could try, but I highly doubt it." I say and turn around to look at him in my spin chair. "Oh, I will definitely try." He says in that sexy voice that made me melt. I slowly get up and push the chair under the desk. I walk to the art studio section of my office. I look at the canvas and the palates that have fresh paint on them. 

I pick up a paint brush and turn towards the canvas. I dip the brush in royal blue paint. Adam starts kissing me again and I run the brush along the canvas. He slides one cold hand up my side setting it on my waist inside my shirt. I jump slightly at the coldness of his hand and turn around slowly. Facing him, I assess his face. I dip the brush into the blue paint again and run the brush over his mouth, making his jaw, chin, and lips blue. He watches me. I pick up another brush and dip it in cyan blue. This time I run the brush across his closed eyes and his nose all the way across his face.

"Take your shirt off." I say and dip another brush into the turquoise. He unbuttons his shirt and takes it off, revealing a rock hard eight pack. I take a deep breath. "Turn around." I say and he turns around showing a toned muscular back. I start painting him turquoise. He looks at me and picks up his own paintbrush. "Shirt." He says, his blue lips grinning. I take off my blouse and he dips the brush in red paint. He paints my neck and chest red. I look up at him and stick my right hand in the white paint and smile. I let the paint drip onto his chest and start smearing it. 

He gently grabs my hand and pulls me closer to him. He lifts me up onto the table with the paint on it and I kiss him, running my wet hand through his hair. He puts his hands on the table and they go in two jars of yellow and green paint. He takes them out of the jars and starts undoing my bun. I feel cold wet paint slide down my shoulders and neck but keep kissing him. My hair falls in curls around my shoulders and down my back. He lays me back on the table, on top of palates of paint. Jars of paint turn over and the paint rushes out of them. Still kissing, he takes my pants off and my legs wrap around his waist. 

He takes his pants off and his arms are covered in paint. We run our hands through each other's hair and when we stop kissing, I see that the blue paint has faded slightly around his mouth. I smile and pull him back down, kissing him hard. His arms wrap around my back and undo the clasp of my bra. He tosses it to the side and his hands roam around while we kiss. His hands slip in my panties and I let out a quiet moan. He pulled them off and slowly pulled me toward him. The office phone rang. 

"I'm sure they can wait a few minutes." Adam says. "I think that's one of my clients. Give me one minute?" I ask, sweetly. He groans slightly but lets me get up, luckily the phone was only a couple feet away. I picked it up and held it to my ear. "This is Alisson Rose's office, how may I help you?" I smile and the person starts stuttering. "M-ms. Rose, Vouge.com would like to r-request an m-meeting with y-you." They say. "This Thursday works for me, will it work for them?" I say. "I'll check." They say after clearing their throat. After a minute or two, they confirm that the meeting is scheduled Thursday at 11:30 in the morning.

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