Page 10 of The Dom

He turned his face to kiss my palm. “Is that a problem?”

There was no mistaking the low warning in his question, or the heat in his eyes.

“No, Mr. Lexington.” The flare of desire I felt was matched by what I saw on his face. “I like it.”

He crowded into my space, but I didn’t move back. I liked him here. Like the spicy scent that seemed to surround him. The heat that radiated off him. The craving for him that hit me was stronger than anything I’d ever felt before.

“Do you now?” He captured my chin. “Can you imagine what it would feel like against the rest of your body? Against the insides of your thighs?”

I swallowed hard and pressed my legs together. Damn.

“Your lips are trembling.” He ran his thumb along my bottom lip. “Are you nervous?” When I didn’t immediately answer, he warned, “Don’t lie to me.”

“A little,” I admitted.

“Let’s see what I can do about that.”

He turned me until my back was against the door, and I experienced a sense of déjà vu as I remembered the feel of his fingers on me for the first time. Then he went to his knees in front of me, and I realized he had something else in mind.

“Look at me.”

My eyes met his and locked there. His hands slid up my legs, under my dress, and pulled down the satin panties I rarely wore. Without breaking his gaze from mine, he held me steady and helped me step out of my underwear. I opened my mouth to ask him where he was going to put them, but a slight shake of his head had my jaw snapping shut again.

He raised my dress until it was bunched around my waist and then coaxed my legs apart, each move deliberate enough that it made me wonder if he would’ve done this even if I hadn’t been nervous. Either way, I planned to enjoy every minute of it.

Strong fingers curved around my hips, holding me in place as his mouth covered me. There was no easing me into it, no introductory touches, soft licks. This was as thorough and passionate a kiss as I’d ever had.

Sensation flooded me all at once, overwhelming my senses. I cursed, head falling back to thud against my door. My hands found his shoulders, and I curled my fingers into his jacket, desperate to have something ground me as his tongue explored.

Up around my clit. Quick, rough passes across it. Down between my lips to my entrance. Plunging inside, wider than a finger but not as long. Flexible but strong and relentless. Never giving a moment to absorb or process.

My climax came out of nowhere, crashing into me and robbing me of breath. Muscles trembled, and spots danced behind my eyelids. My jaw clenched, and my teeth ground together, every nerve alive with electric pleasure.

By the time I came back to myself, Nate was on his feet again. He’d pulled down my dress, and one hand was still on my waist, helping me stay upright. My thighs were slick and my panties still wherever Nate had put them…but my nerves were calm again. In fact, everything was calm and clear.

“Clean up quickly.” His voice was rough. “We have a reservation.”

“My underwear?”

“No.” He released me and took a step back. “I don’t want you wearing any tonight.”

My stomach twisted at the thought of all the things he could do to me without my panties. Not that a thin bit of satin would’ve stopped him from getting what he wanted. My safe word negated consent, and that was the only thing that would stop him.

“Go on,” he said. “I’ll use the kitchen sink. I don’t want to be late.”

I went.

Seven

Nate

I didn’t regret getting Ashlee off to help ease her nerves.

We were both New York natives, and from what I understood, had grown up in around the same income bracket. Aside from that, our worlds couldn’t be more different, and my world wasn’t something easily prepared for. It was completely understandable that she’d still be anxious about venturing into public with me. Anything I could do to make it easier on her, I would.

The erection currently pressing against my zipper, however, wasn’t making anything easy on me in return.

I’d been so tempted to say “fuck it” to the reservation, pick her up and take her to her bed, lose myself in her. It was all too easy to do with her. Forget about the world and my responsibilities.

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