Текст книги "Dominic"

Автор книги: L.A. Casey

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I shook my head. "You're all so tall while me and Branna are short. That's not fair!"

He laughed. "I like that you're shorter than me, makes you more adorable."

I growled at him. "Six foot three or not, you call me adorable again, and I'm gonna pound the head off you."

Dominic smirked. "Which head?"

"Dominic!"

He burst out laughing and pulled me back down next to him. I put my arms over his stomach and gave him a little squeeze.

"You're actually really nice to cuddle. I thought the muscles would make it uncomfortable," I mumbled.

Dominic snorted and started to stroke my back again. "It would be uncomfortable if I tensed, you would feel them more then, but not so much now, I'm too relaxed to try and flex."

I chuckled as I ran my finger over his abs, I could feel the outline of each one through his t-shirt.

"You like my stomach?" Dominic asked me.

"Why?"

"'Cause you're rubbing it with your fingers," he said in an amused tone of voice.

I shrugged but didn't answer him.

I sat back a little when Dominic moved under my head and hand. He sat up, shrugged out of his shirt and lay back down.

"There you go, trace away," he said and lay back down, his hands gone back to behind his head.

I stopped breathing and just stared.

His biceps, triceps, and the rest of his 'ceps were flexed now, and it was making me want to lick him all over. I moved my eyes to his tattoo and had to shift because the sight of it made my insides quiver.

"I thought you said you were too relaxed to flex."

"Your fuck-me-now look changed my mind." Dominic grinned.

I flicked my eyes away from his tattoo and up to meet his gaze; he dropped his grin when he saw my face. I could only imagine what I looked like because I felt all hot and bothered.

"Can I try somethin?" I asked him shyly.

Dominic nodded quickly while licking his lips.

I moved closer to him, then before I lost my nerve, I cocked my leg over his stomach and straddled him. I looked down and decided that the view from on top of Dominic was one I wanted to see often, very often. I leaned down until my mouth was a breath away from his.

"You're gorgeous," I whispered.

Dominic groaned a little, then moved his hands from behind his head and brought them down to my arse.

"You're fucking sexy," he growled back.

I smiled, my inner-self delighted that I could be sexy.

"I love your body," I whispered again and brushed my lips over his.

He growled the low rumble deep in his throat. "I love yours too baby, all curves and ass. My perfect body in a woman."

Talk about feeling empowered!

I kissed him and smiled when he squeezed my arse with his hands. He rubbed up and down the back of my thighs, back up over my arse, and all the way up to my hips.

I melted against him when his hands left my lower body and suddenly touched my face as he kissed me deeply. He flipped us over then; I squeaked into his mouth while he settled me under him.

He pressed some of his weight against me, and because he was between my legs I felt everything. I began to panic then.

"Dominic, wait-"

"I just want to do what I did the day at the hospital, I promise," he purred as he hooked his fingers around the waist band of my leggings and pulled them down, my knickers going south with them.

I nearly came up off the bed. "Dominic!" I whisper shouted at him and tried to close my legs but couldn't because he was between them.

He kept eye contact with me. "Trust me, pretty girl."

I was shaking with nerves. "Just… just like the other day?" I questioned.

He grinned and nodded, then leaned his head down to mine. "I'm going to make you come again."

I felt my body flush with heat and need.

He kissed me then, thoroughly.

I began to feel achy and needed to be touched, and Dominic seemed to know this.

"Is that pretty clit of yours ready for me?" he asked against my mouth.

If I wasn't so worked up and hot, I would have been mortified at his crude words.

"Uh huh," I nodded my head against his.

"Are you wet for me?" he asked.

I jolted when I felt his finger slide over my folds and take one long swipe upwards until it rested on my clit.

I began panting. "Dominic, please!"

"You're so wet, baby," he groaned and began to circle his finger around my sensitive spot.

It felt good but like he was teasing me at the same time, because he never made direct contact.

"Does that felt good?" he asked.

"More," I groaned.

He smiled, then dropped it as he slid his finger over my clit causing my eyes to roll back a little.

"Damn, Bronagh," he grunted.

I felt his hand pull away from me, and his weight came up off me. I was a second away from sitting up and asking what he was doing when I felt a soft, hot, wet tongue lick me. Down there!

I went cross-eyed and flat-out screamed. Dominic reached up with his hand and covered my mouth, muting the sound of my cries. His tongue swirled around and sucked on my clit until my body vibrated with pleasure and dots spotted my vision.

Dominic removed his hand and moved back up my body until his mouth was on mine again, and I was acutely aware of what I was tasting on his tongue.

Me!

"Oh, God," I breathed as he moved his lips down to my neck.

"No, baby. Dominic."

I was still twitching in the aftermath of my orgasm; my mind was cloudy, as well.

"Have sex with me," I breathed.

Dominic lifted up off me a little and smiled down at my panting self. "Sex drunk suits you."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion making him chuckle.

"I would love nothin' more than to sink into you, baby, but you're only asking me because I made you come and you feel really good, not because you're ready."

I frowned at him. "But I really, really want you inside me. Please."

He groaned and rested his head against mine. "You're killing me, baby. Killing. Me."

"I'm yours for the takin'. Fuck me, please."

"Bronagh," Dominic growled. "Stop it. I only have so much self-control. If you want me to fuck you after you wake up, I will, but until then sleep."

I yawned making him smile.

"You're so beautiful, pretty girl," he murmured and kissed the tip of my nose.

I inwardly snorted at his wording; he saw me as something I wasn't.

"Sleep," he urged again. "You will need your energy for Darkness tonight."

I closed my eyes and sighed, my body feeling as light as a feather. "Are you fightin' tonight?"

Dominic chuckled at what I assumed was my sleepy voice. "Yeah, I am, and my girl has to be there and fully rested for when I take my good luck kiss."

I was in Dominic's room stomping around because he was rushing me to get dressed for Darkness. We had overslept and since I had zero clothes here – why would I? It wasn't my house – it meant I would have to go home to get changed, but if I did that then we would be late. So Branna hooked me up with a dress and a pair of heels that she had in Ryder's room.

Dominic was grateful and so was I until I saw the dress.

You see, Branna was two sizes smaller than me in the hip area. My arse took up a decent amount of space so when I put the dress on and found it to be a second skin that barely covered my arse, I cried wolf and said I wasn't going.

Dominic argued with me until he saw me in the dress. Alec and Kane had to argue with him then, because he kept touching me and trying to kiss me.

He settled on being okay with me wearing it once I had a blazer covering it. A blazer wouldn't do any good for hiding my arse, but he said that he would just stand behind me all night if he had to, and get himself a front row seat to the view.

He was disgusting.

That and the fact that I wasn't ready yet had me rushing around Dominic's room trying to put my heels on. I got the left one on then tried to put the right one on and that was when it happened, I lost my balance and fell on something that made a huge cracking sound that honestly made my heart stop beating.

"Oh, no," I breathed. "Please, Jesus, no!"

I quickly stood up, dropped my high heel on the floor and spun around and looked down at my crime scene. I stared at Dominic's Xbox and wanted to cry, it looked like a cannonball was dropped on top of it, that's how big the dent on it was.

My arse actually caused a dent on it.

"Fuck," I whispered and covered my mouth with my hand.

He was going to break up with me; we're just about dating a week and already I had done something to give him a reason to dump my fat arse.

"Fuck!" I said again, this time a little louder.

"Bronagh? Babe, are you ready yet?" Dominic's voice called out from the other side of his bedroom door.

Oh, Christ!

I kicked off my left heel and sprinted towards the door. Dominic stepped inside the room and widened his eyes a little before he opened his arms and caught me when I launched myself at him.

I never, ever would usually jump on someone because I'd be afraid my weight would hurt them, but I knew that Dominic was heavier than me – thank God – and would be able to hold me up with all his muscle. It might not be comfortable, he might even not be able to hold me up for long, but I just needed to distract him for a few minutes and keep him away from the right side of his room.

"You're so sexy," I breathed and covered my mouth with his.

He was either stunned or confused or probably both, because it took him a good five seconds to kiss me back and hoist me up a little further on him so he could hold me in an easier position.

"Babe-" he said trying to pull away from my kiss, but I wouldn't let him. I pushed my mouth harder against his and forced my tongue back into his mouth while I fisted my hands into his hair and tugged.

He groaned and tried to pull back twice more, and when I wouldn't let up he growled and gave me such a wallop on my arse that I yelped into his mouth and pulled back.

"I have a fucking fight in forty fucking minutes. I can't fuck you because I would get my fucking ass kicked inside the fucking circle. You're making turning you down very fucking hard and making my dick turn to diamond in the fucking process! Fuck's sakes woman, why are you fucking doing this to me?"

The word 'fuck' was starting to sound weird to me because he had said it so much. He cursed a hell of a lot but I could understand why, so what do I answer him with?

Truth or lie?

Lie.

No, truth.

Yes, truth was always better.

"IthinkIbrokeyourXboxbutIdidn'tmeantoIswear," I mumbled in one breath.

Dominic just stared at me for a moment, then slowly set me down onto my feet.

"Move so I can check on her," he growled.

I widened my eyes for two reasons. Firstly, he actually understood my rapid-fire murmur, and secondly he called his Xbox her.

A her!

"It's a machine, not a female," I snorted, but instantly looked down and shut my mouth when Dominic shot me a look that promised painful slaps for my arse if I kept it up.

"Move, Bronagh."

The way he said my name gave me shivers.

"I don't wanna 'cause you will be mad. I didn't mean to do it, I was trying to put my heel on, and I fell on it. It's your fault when you think about it, you're the one who left it on the floor and not up on the unit."

I flicked my eyes up for a second then lowered them back down, his face was red indicating he was pissed.

"I'm overlooking your blame game, because I'm in a rush and don't want our first fight as a couple to be over a machine. Let me check my hard drive, the rest can be replaced but if my hard drive is fucked then I'll probably be charged with murder after my fight tonight."

I snapped my head up and blinked but did as he asked – or told – and stepped aside. I watched as Dominic walked over to his Xbox. He covered his face with his hands and let out a puff of air into them that sounded dangerously close to a whimper.

"Um… Dominic-"

"What the hell did you do to her?" he cut me off.

I played with my fingers. "I told you, I fell on it."

"Ass first?" he asked.

I grunted. "Yeah."

He shook his head. "You're fucking lucky I love that phat ass otherwise I'd chop the thing clean off. It broke my Xbox, it actually broke it. Jesus Christ!"

I felt beyond offended for my arse!

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I tripped and fell!"

Dominic cut me a look. "Were you hurt? Is your hand injured further?"

I paused. "Well, no."

He grunted and laughed at the same time. "Right, I forgot, you landed ass first, and I doubt you would feel any impact on that ass."

Well, excuse the fuck out of me!

"I said sorry, what more do you want me to do?" I shouted.

He shook his head. "Nothin you can do, you cracked my hard drive and dented the body cover. It's ruined."

I felt bad and was very sorry, but I was still mad that he wasn't being the least bit understanding.

"Well, I'll take me fat arse out of here where it won't cause any more damage," I snapped and stormed over to collect my shoes.

Dominic rolled his eyes at me so I threw a heel at him, then screamed in anger when he caught it, which he found funny.

"Fine. Keep it, I don't even care, they are Branna's anyway," I snapped and stormed out of the room with my left shoe in my hand and Dominic on my heels.

"I don't know why you're even mad. I'm the one whose baby was just murdered by a phat ass crushing her!"

I turned around when I reached the bottom floor and attacked Dominic with my remaining high heel. He jumped backwards and watched my movements and when I swung for him again he grabbed my arms, and then spun me around so my back was to him and held my arms across my chest like an X. He was careful not to press on my injured hand though, which earned him a point or two.

"Yeah, and you said you wouldn't be able to hold your own against Micah. If you came at her like you do me, that bitch wouldn't have got a hit in!"

I hated him for bringing that fight up. Regardless of what he thought, I wouldn't win a fight with Micah. She was a kickboxer, and I was just someone who attacked her boyfriend when he got too lippy.

"I'm cheerin' for whoever you're fightin' tonight, you big bastard!" I grunted as I struggled to break free of Dominic's hold.

"If I hear anything other than Rampage or Dominic come out of your mouth tonight then your ass is mine when we get home!" he growled in my ear.

My arse would be his… what the fuck did that mean?

"Hey, don't threaten my baby sister with spankin's you little fucker," I heard Branna's voice snap, then Dominic's yelp in my ear making me wince.

"Hey, put me down right now. Ryder!" I watched as Ryder hauled Branna out of the house, tugging on her dress when it began to ride up.

Kane, Alec and Damien followed suit all laughing in our direction.

"Twenty bucks says she kicks his ass before they leave the house," Kane grinned over his shoulder at me and Dominic.

I growled, "It's twenty Euros not bucks. Eejit!"

Damien hollered with laughter as he closed the door behind himself and the lads. I huffed and puffed to break out of the arms caged around me, but when they wouldn't budge I gave in and sagged back into Dominic, who didn't move an inch.

"You finished with your temper tantrum, sweetie?" he asked, his tone annoyed.

I shrugged. "Give me a minute, I'll get an energy boost from somewhere and scratch your eyes out."

"As amusing as you being a batshit crazy bitch is, can you cut me some slack until after my fight? We can go fifty rounds of arguing, and you hitting me then. Okay?"

He made it sound like I abused him!

"No! Let me go. I'm not goin' to your poxy fight. I wanna go home, somewhere you and your stupid fightin' pit, or circle, or whatever that stupid thing is, won't be."

He let go of me, and I stumbled forward. "Fine, fuck off home then. I don't need this bullshit before a fight."

Him and his stupid bloody fight.

"Fuck you, you bloody gobshite!" I growled as I spun around to face him.

His eyes raked over my body in my tight fitting dress and he smirked. I glared at him so hard, holes should have appeared in his head. I turned and stormed out of the house – barefoot – and down the driveway and climbed into the back of the Jeep.

"Drop me home first, I'm not goin' to that stupid fight," I stated and kept my eyes straight ahead after I settled between Alec and Kane, who wouldn't even look at me after I spoke.

Dominic got into the Jeep and since he didn't have a seat, he half-shared with Damien. They were muttering the entire ride to my house, and it pissed me off because I heard Damien say things like 'tell her' and 'she has a right to know what you do' and it was freaking me out.

"Do you want me to-"

"No, it's fine. It's Friday, Supernatural is on tonight. I'll watch that before I go to bed," I muttered to Branna after I cut her off then leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

"Touch her, I fucking dare you, bro!" Dominic suddenly growled.

Alec's voice laughed. "I'm not doing anything."

"You're looking at her ass!"

I shuffled out of the car, angrily climbing over Damien and Dominic making them grunt, yelp, and hiss when my knees pressed into sensitive areas.

"It was in my face, what am I supposed to do, be rude and look away?" Alec asked making Kane and Ryder chuckle.

I ignored him and his teasing and took the key Branna held out from her side of the car.

I said goodbye to my sister, gave Dominic the finger, everyone else got a smile then I walked up the garden.

"Jesus, Bronagh, it's freezing, girly! Get your arse inside and into warm clothes!" Mrs. Brown shouted from my right as she exited her house.

I heard chuckles from behind me, but I ignored them.

"Will do, Mrs. Brown." I smiled to her.

I didn't look back as I entered my house and closed the door. I shook myself out, noticing my legs were tingling from the cold. I headed straight upstairs and jumped into a warm shower then got out and changed into my pyjamas. I took my time drying and straightening my hair before I went downstairs, stocked up on ice-cream and cookies, and headed back up to my room.

I turned the station on for Supernatural and dug into my food while I waited for it to come on. When it finally did come up, I lasted only twenty minutes before I turned it off and snuggled under my covers. Good thing I always recorded the episodes.

I lay on my bed tossing and turning and even though I was knackered tired, I still couldn't sleep. It took me a few minutes to realise I was worried about Dominic, and the thought alone made me bolt upright and break out in a sweat.

If I was worried about him getting hurt during his fight, that obviously meant I really cared for him. I groaned then because I knew I more than cared for him. Just thinking about him made my heart race. I knew everyone risked their hearts going into a relationship, but when I really thought about the impact that hurt could have on me, I would just die altogether if it felt as bad as when I lost my parents. I couldn't survive that again, no way.

I shook my head at my train of thought and inwardly kicked myself for thinking so negative. I had to have a positive outlook, things would just be miserable otherwise.

I sighed as I got out of bed and grabbed my phone off my locker.

Is he okay? Did he win his fight?

I went into the bathroom after I hit send and went to the toilet, then came back into my dark room. My phone lit up, and I found myself rushing towards it.

His fight got delayed, he just left the circle now, but yeah he is fine. He won by knockout which isn't surprising since he was mad from your fight from earlier. The lad he was fighting didn't have a chance.

The knowledge that he was okay lifted a weight off my shoulder and gave me some of my stubbornness back.

Whatever. He started it by saying me arse had its own postcode!

Okay, he didn't say that, but he was clearly thinking it after the way he described the damage my arse did to his stupid Xbox.

I tucked my phone under my pillow and climbed back into bed; sleep came very easily then, and not even the sensation from the phone vibrating made me move.

I wasn't fully asleep, but I wasn't awake either, so when I heard the door open, and people talking downstairs I knew Dominic had somehow talked Branna into letting him come back here.

"No, shower first. She will drop kick you if you go in there and get in her bed all sweaty," I heard Branna hiss from outside my door.

I ignored her voice and fell into a deeper sleep that again was disturbed, but this time by arms, legs, and a body entangling itself around me.

"Dominic," I groaned/snapped, "I'm sleepin' here… move over."

He kissed the back of my neck freely because my hair was tied up, and it made me squirm and shudder. I blinked my eyes open and squinted through the darkness. I sighed and rested back against him when I realised he wasn't going to let me go.

"I didn't say your ass had its own postcode," his voice suddenly murmured.

I groaned. "That bitch can't keep anythin' to herself!"

Dominic snorted from behind me.

I sighed. "I was jokin'."

"Hmmm."

I felt his hand slide over my stomach, and I grabbed it, stopping its movements.

"I'm lyin' on my side, any fat that I have just hangs down when l'm on my side, and you aren't touchin' it," I stated through my tired voice.

Dominic groaned from behind me. "Havin' some meat doesn't make you fat, it makes you human."

I inwardly rolled my eyes. "You have like zero fat, so you don't get a say."

"I'm twelve percent body fat and weigh one eighty-eight. The reason I'm so heavy is because muscle is heavier than fat. I train for muscle, so I'm fit and powerful."

I didn't care about any of this.

"Why are you even here? How did you talk Branna into lettin' you come in here?"

He kissed the back of my head and forced his hand around mine and rested it on my stomach. "I told her the truth, that I missed you and just wanted to sleep next to you."

The layer of ice that had formed around my heart because of our fight melted after he finished speaking. I turned around to face him.

"You missed me?" I asked.

He nodded his head in the dark; I couldn't really see him, but the moonlight gave off some of his profile.

"Yeah, babe, I missed you, and I hated that you weren't at my fight. I wanted my good luck kiss," he said and pulled me closer to him.

I snorted. "You won, so you didn't need a good luck kiss from me."

He kissed the tip of my nose. "I'll always need your good luck kisses, pretty girl."

He was undoing me!

"I missed you too, and I'm sorry for breaking your Xbox and for fightin' with you. I didn't mean any of what I said," I said and leaned my head against his.

He stroked my back with his hand. "Me too, I overreacted."

Not really, I broke an expensive machine. He was calmer than I would have been if it were something of mine. Way calmer.

"Let me make it up to you?" I whispered.

I heard him swallow. "How?"

I moved up, pushed him onto his back, and straddled him. He winced, and I frowned and looked down, but I couldn't see a thing so I reached over and flipped on my lamp. I looked back to Dominic and gasped.

His left ribcage was bruised, and his poor face was busted up again.

"I'm getting fed up with them hittin' your face! Why do they always go for the face?" I asked and leaned down to him, placing kisses over his bruised jaw and eyes.

Dominic smiled, and it sent a wave of need through me.

No one had the right to look so stunning with a bruised up face. No one!

I looked down to where I was sitting then slid down until I was straddling Dominic's shins instead of his hips.

"Bronagh," Dominic sat as he leaned up on his elbows and looked at me.

I smiled at him shyly.

"Just tell me what to do? I want to do this," I said.

He looked a little torn, so I frowned. "Please?"

He let out a choked laugh. "Don't beg to suck my cock, babe. You can do it whenever you want, I just want you to be sure that it's what you want to do. I'm always up – pun intended – for your mouth and hands on me, I just want you to be sure that you're doing it because you want to and not because I want you to."

I gave him another smile and reached up for his boxer briefs – it was all he had on – and gripped the waist band. They were already tented before I even touched them so that relaxed me knowing he was turned on and ready for me to attempt this… task?

No, not a task, this was something I wanted to do.

Lots of girls liked making their boyfriends feel good and apparently I was no different. The knowledge that I was doing stuff a normal girlfriend would do made me happy.

"Dominic," I breathed when I pulled his boxers to his knees.

It might have been rude, but I couldn't help it. I stared and I stared for a solid minute before flicking my eyes upwards.

"That will really hurt me, won't it?" I asked, my voice cracking with nerves.

"The first time always hurts for girls, but when we do come together for the first time I'll be really gentle. I promise," he assured me.

I was amazed that he could sound so sweet and sincere while his fully erect penis was resting up against his stomach; that was how big it was. It was thick and long; I really was afraid it would hurt me when we eventually did have sex, but I pushed the thought away.

"A blowjob. How do I give you one? Educate me."

Dominic spluttered with laughter, lay back on the pillow, and carefully scrubbed his face with his hands.

"Don't say it like that! I'm trying to think of how to ask you to lick and suck on me without sounding – Jesus!"

I smiled when I looked upwards and drew my tongue away from the salty tip of Dominic's cock and looked at his face and how it changed when I put my mouth on him.

I repeated the lick and started from the base this time and dragged my tongue and then sucked around the tip. It was shockingly surprising how similar it was to sucking on a lollipop, I just had to remember not to bite.

"Use your hand as well, put it on my cock and work it up and down in time with your mouth and – oh yeah, that's it. Just like that, fuck that's good," he groaned. "Suck a little harder… flick your tongue around the head, yes! Keep doing that, fuck, just like that."

Being praised for giving a blowjob was actually empowering, it made me feel very womanly.

"Bronagh, ease up on the sucking now, I can't – Fuck! Baby, please, I want this to last."

He was panting, literally panting, and I felt bloody amazing that I was reducing him to that.

I removed my mouth from his cock with a pop and kissed down his length until I lifted it up and came to his balls. I knew they were the sensitive part; Jason dropped enough times when I kneed him there and even Dominic before we got together, so I wondered if they would be sensitive to a kiss.

I tested it out and earned a little groan; I licked one then the other, and his hips bucked into my face a little. I went for the grand prize and carefully sucked one into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it.

Dominic was making low noises and kept bucking his hips into my face, so I took it as a good sign and repeated my actions with the other ball. I was sucking on his ball!

I wanted to laugh at my thoughts, but I didn't because that would just be a mood killer. I felt his hands on my hair as I licked my way back up to the tip of his cock and looked at his face as I took the head into my mouth.

"Fuck me," he breathed as he watched me. "I could come just with the sight of you sucking my cock alone, baby."

I was practically purring with glee as I moved my hand back under my mouth and worked it up and down, sucking hard every so often earning a loud groan that shocked me a little. I didn't think males could make those type of groaning noises, but apparently they could.

"Damien in drag clothes, Kane in high heels. Alec in a tutu-"

I looked up at Dominic as I continued my work and found his eyes closed as he talked to himself about his brothers in all types of get-ups.

I wanted to ask what the fuck he was doing but didn't want to stop, because I wanted him to orgasm soon. My jaw was started to kill me, and my arm felt like it was about to fall off.

I picked up my pace, sucking harder until I was sure my jaw would lock. Dominic's sentences got quicker as well then, perfectly in time with my strokes.

"Ryder naked, Alec naked, Damien naked, Kane naked. All of them fucking– Oh fuck, Bronagh, I'm coming!" I felt the hot spurts of his salty liquid coat my tongue as he finished talking.

I resisted the urge to gag as I swallowed it down, it was very salty and not good at all.

It was actually disgusting.

I sat back on my heels and looked at Dominic with his arms spread across the bed; his cock slowly softened against his stomach, and his face looked like he was already asleep.

"Dominic?" I poked his belly.

He popped an eye open, so I smiled at him.

"I did good?" I asked.

He lazily lifted his hand, gave me a thumbs up, and winked at me. "A fucking plus, baby girl. A fucking plus."

I inwardly did a happy dance; it wasn't as hard – no pun intended – as I thought it would be. My mouth and hand hurt more than I thought it would, but it wasn't hard!

"Why were you talkin' about your brothers in weird clothes?" I asked with a smile.

He shrugged. "Trying to think of anything but what you were doing so I wouldn't come."

I frowned. "Wait, so lads think about sex all the time but durin' sex and sex acts they think of anythin' but it?"

"Yep."

"That's so stupid, why not just embrace it-"

"'Cause it would be over before it started if I did that. I wasn't joking when I said the sight of your mouth on my cock was enough to make me come."

I understood what he meant but still found it silly. I settled in next to him then and relaxed.

"You swallowed my come," he murmured to me when I snuggled up beside him.

I gaped as he kicked off his boxers and covered us with a blanket. I shouldn't have been so shocked, I mean I just gave him a blowjob, and he was my boyfriend after all, but he was still naked in my bed.

Another bunch of firsts!

"I'm sorry, was I not supposed to?" I asked, feeling worried that I ruined the whole thing.

"Are you fucking with me? That is beyond sexy, baby," he assured me.

I blew out a breath. "I'm glad you think so because it is the saltiest thing I've ever tasted."

Dominic laughed and cuddled me to him. "I live you, pretty girl."

I pulled back and stared at him. "You live me?" I questioned.

He had his eyes closed and was drifting off, so I shook him.

"You live me? You said the word live, Dominic," I repeated when he blinked his eyes open.