Page 68 of Blind Spot
“Because I wanted to wrap you up. I can give you the heat and comfort you need, baby,” he explained. He pressed his hand between my thighs.
“No. Not until you turn the thermostat back up,” I grumbled, trying to push him away.
“Don’t be like that. You know you want my loving,” he whispered against my throat as he licked me there.
Rough, long fingers squeezed my thigh before they pinched it. They ran up and down my upper, inner thigh, and I instinctively parted my legs for him. His hand grazed my core,and I could sense my heat grow hotter at the barest touch of his fingers against my flesh.
“Why you got on these granny panties?” he asked, kissing my shoulder and then my jaw.
“Because I felt like putting them on.”
Dominic moved his hand from between my thighs and lifted his head to look at me. “You on? Is it that time of the month for you?”
Laughing, I replied, “I should have told you that I was, especially if that would earn me some heat. But no. I just felt like putting these on. They’re more comfortable than the thongs that I usually wear. Tonight, I just felt like putting these on after my shower.”
“We’re gonna have to take ’em off. Granny panties ain’t sexy, baby. I would rather have you wearing nothing at all than them shits.”
“I didn’t put them on for you, baby. It’s about me tonight.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Tonight was my self-care night. That’s why I spent so much time in the bathroom. I was taking an oatmeal eucalyptus bath, reading, and eating my strawberries and white wine.”
“Yeah, I did notice your ass came in the room all wrinkled like a newborn baby. That’s another thing that ain’t sexy, ma. No man wants their woman looking like a wrinkled newborn baby. That doesn’t bode well for my erection.”
“I don’t recall doing this for you. Again, it was my self-care night.”
“Self-care means taking care of yourself in every way. You think your pussy’s gonna be happy about you leaving her neglected? No. She wants this wood to fill her up. That’s the best self-care you can give yourself.”
I smacked his chest hard. “You’re so nasty, Dom.”
“My nasty wants to dip inside of your wet and raunchy and see what flavor we can create.”
I couldn’t help but giggle at his silly self, especially when he started tickling me. “Dominic, stooopp!” I whined through my giggles.
He hopped off the bed unexpectedly and disappeared from the room. I got up and fixed the covers. I had self-diagnosed OCD, and it wouldn’t allow me to lie in a bed without the covers being pulled over the edge. Toes had to be covered in any bed that I was in. It was a must.
When he returned, so did the heat. I knew he had gone to turn the thermostat up again, because it immediately warmed up his bedroom.
“Thank you, baby,” I muttered, pulling the covers up over my shoulder.
“Nah, you made me get out of bed to turn the thermostat up, don’t I get a reward?”
“A reward? For fixing an issue you created?”
“Yeah.”
I sighed and turned over to face him. “I’m going to reward you, but not because you fixed the thermostat, because you should have done that anyway. I’m rewarding you because you’ve been so good to me, and you deserve nothing but good coming back to you. You’re a good man, and I need you to know that. I’ve noticed how you doubt yourself at every turn since we’ve become involved. You have always been more than enough for me. You’re the only one who hasn’t been able to see that, Dom. Stop letting other people define who you are, and be who you know that you are. Because that’s the man I love, not the one who others say that you are, but the one who you show me.”
He caressed my face and stared into my eyes for so long that if it had not been for the sporadic blink of his eyelids, I wouldhave thought he had fallen asleep. I leaned forward and kissed his soft, pliable lips.
Dominic’s hands moved away from my face, and one of his hands slid down my side and reached around and cupped my ass. A smirk danced on his lips.
“How did you know?”
“That this is my reward?”
“Yes.”
