Say Yes To The Fake Date (How To Win At Love #3)

16. Dominic

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DOMINIC

I’m already on edge. I came down her throat just moments ago, but it’s done nothing to fill my thirst for her. I’m leaning over her, our bodies pressed together, and I want to make all kinds of promises to her. But more than anything, I want her to promise me things too.

She widens her legs, and my cock slides along her core. She lifts her hips, shifting side to side, and I know exactly what she wants.

I put a hand to her hip and hold her down to the bed. “We need to talk.”

Her mouth drops open. “Now?”

I roll to the side and pull her with me. I have one leg between hers, and whether she realizes it or not, she’s pressing her pussy into my leg. I’m a fuckin asshole for making her wait, but this is important to me.

“Yeah, now.”

She sighs. “So help me, if you push me away, Dominic Evans, I will never forgive you.”

I brush the hair off her face and look deeply into her eyes. “Well, that’s not going to happen. I’m done pushing you away.”

She perks up a little bit and slides herself back and forth on my leg. Her voice trembles. “Well, then what are you waiting for?” She freezes. “Wait, are you worried… I mean, I hadn’t had sex with Ray in months, and we always used a condom.”

I grit my teeth. “Please, for the love of everything, I don’t want to hear about you with another man.”

She blinks at me. “I just want you to know that I’m safe.”

“Listen to me, Lucky.”

She rolls her eyes at me. “I’m listening.”

“This is not a one-night thing. I’m not going to be your rebound guy. If we do this—if we make love—then I’m going to be your man.”

She smiles at me. “My man? ”

I nod and let my hand come up her chest to palm her breast. Her nipple puckers, and I circle my finger around it. “That’s right. Your man.”

She puts her hand on the side of my face. “And you think I’d have a problem with that, Dom? I’ve never hidden the fact that I wanted you. Hell, I told you that I never stopped loving you.”

“I love you, too.”

She scoots closer to me until our bodies are flush against one another. “Prove it.”

I pull her even closer. “How do you want me to prove it, baby?”

“Make me yours.”

I let out a choked breath. “Oh baby, you’re mine… and I’m never letting you go.”

I push her to her back as I press my lips to hers.

I kiss her until we’re both breathless, and then I make my way down her body. I suckle her breast and then move to the other. Her hips are softly gyrating against me, and she pleads with me, “Please…”

I kiss down her belly, and she sucks in a breath as I get close to her pussy. I press my nose to her and inhale. “Fuck, you smell so good, baby.”

Without another thought, I lick her swollen folds, hole to clit. She bucks her hips as I circle her clit with my tongue, and she whimpers as I suck her clit into my mouth. She tastes so good I’m already addicted to her.

She puts her hand on the back of my head and holds me to her as if she’s afraid I’m going to stop. She’s worried for nothing because I won’t stop until she’s completely satisfied and I hear her screaming my name.

I pump a finger in and out of her, and her whole body tenses. The orgasm hits her fast and hard, and she bellows my name with a grunt. “Dominic, oh God, Dominic.”

I continue lapping at her, even when her body melts into the bed from pure exhaustion. Her pussy is fluttering, and with one last kiss, I move up her body and lie next to her, pulling her across my chest into my arms.

“I’m too heavy.”

She tries to get up, but I hold her to me, not letting her up. “Don’t even try it, Lucky. You’re perfect. I don’t know what I need to do to prove it to you, but…”

“Listen, it’s just hard, you know. I’ve put on weight, I know I have.”

I cup her face. “Who did this to you, Lucky? ”

She looks everywhere but at me and wipes her hand across her face. “Nobody did anything.”

I cup her face and lean in until we’re practically nose to nose. “Don’t give me that bullshit. The Lucy I knew never doubted how beautiful she was. She was fierce, confident, and never, ever doubted her self-worth.”

She gestures to her body. “Are you telling me that you didn’t notice I’ve gained around sixty pounds since you saw me last?”

I tap her cheek. “I’m telling you that I loved you then, I love you now—”

She cuts me off. “Yeah, but I’m not the same.”

“You’re still the woman that I want.” I blow out a breath. “I’m telling you if I ever meet this Ray, I’m killing him.”

She leans in. “Now, now, I thought we weren’t talking about him.”

I reach for her hand and drag it down my body. I press her palm to my hard manhood, and she instinctively wraps her hand around my girth. “I want you, Lucy. I want YOU!”

She grips me harder and tells me the one thing I’ve wanted to hear from her. “I’m yours.”

I push her to her back, and her legs fit around my hips. With one hand around my cock, I guide myself into her. She moans the farther I go, and the sound is like music to my ears.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Lucky.”

Her eyes are wide as she looks up at me and her hands go to my shoulders. She plants her feet and lifts up, meeting me thrust for thrust. I try to take it slowly, I really do, but Lucy feels so good I can’t stop.

“Come, Lucy. I need you to come.”

She shakes her head. “I can’t.”

It’s a challenge if I’ve ever heard one. I reach between us and brush my finger along her swollen clit. Her pussy clenches around me, and I tell her again, “Come for me, Lucy.”

Her orgasm hits her swift and hard, and I follow right behind her. My body jerks uncontrollably, and I don’t stop until I’ve filled her up.

I hold myself up on my elbows, trying to hold my weight off her, but she wraps her arms around me and holds me close. We’re both panting, and I kiss her again. I pull away with a whispered “Mine.”

She grips me harder when I start to get up. “I’ll be right back. I’m going to clean you up.”

She sits up on her elbows to watch me. It’s not until I’m walking back toward her after wetting a wash cloth that I see the frown on her face. I sit on the edge of the bed and clean her gently.

I toss the cloth into the hamper and then lie down next to her. “If you regret this, you need to tell me now.”

She rests her head on my chest and snuggles into my side. “I don’t regret it.”

“Why are you frowning?”

She pauses before answering. “We… we didn’t use anything, Dom.”

“You mean a condom?”

She nods against my chest.

“I wasn’t lying to you. I’ve only been with you, honey. I’m clean.”

She sighs. “I know. I mean, I’m not on birth control. I don’t think this is a good time to get pregnant, but my periods are not always regular, and so no time is really a good time, but—”

I cut her off. “It’s okay, Lucky. Breathe.”

She takes a deep breath, and I continue to whisper to her, “Would having my baby be so bad?”

She jerks up and looks at me. “We’re not ready for that!”

“Speak for yourself. I’ve been ready for you to have my baby since we were eighteen, Lucky.”

She gets a faraway look on her face, and I shake my head. “No, don’t go there. I know I fucked up, Lucy, and I’m willing to spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”

“All that time—”

“Fuck, I know, honey. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness. What I did to us…”

I let my voice trail off. For the longest time, I’d convinced myself I was doing the right thing, but now I’m not so sure. If she had been with me all this time, I would have proven to her that I love her. She sure as hell wouldn’t have had a bruise on her face and some man taking her company from her. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry for what I put you through, Lucy. Please, forgive me.” I bury my face into her hair.

She lifts her head. “Promise me something, Dom.”

I nod. “Anything.”

“Promise me that no matter what, you won’t push me away.”

I let out a sigh because there are parts of me that know I’m not worthy, but I also know that I love Lucy, and I want her by my side. “I promise you.”

She lays her body over mine, wrapping our legs together. “That’s all I need, Dom. You. ”

I rest my chin on her head and get lost in thought as I stroke my hand up and down her back. Right now is perfection, and I would give anything for it to last. She’s mine now, and no matter what I do, I’m not messing this up.