**CAITLIN**
"Better not be what the fuck I think it is," I said, crossing my arms and looking at him sceptically. Dominic smirked before stepping away and picking up the gun he had carelessly tossed on the table. I watched him curiously as he held it in both hands, examining it.
He moved closer, achingly slow until his hand suddenly stretched out and firmly wrapped around my waist. I stumbled against his chest, nearly tripping over my own feet but he held me steady.
"You think very lowly of me," Dominic whispered, inching his face downwards. An unrecognisable emotion danced in his eyes as they narrowed at me, studying me.
"Shouldn't I?" I taunted back, trying to keep my face as blank as possible. My attempt to hide how affected I was failed miserably when he lifted my sweater and started stroking my bare skin with his fingertips. He smiled, obviously pleased with himself when he saw me falter.
The man touching me gave me the best orgasm of my life and his mere touch had tingles rushing through me despite the dangerous situation I was currently in. I needed to get a fucking grip.
"Still as soft as I remember," Dominic murmured.
"Yeah, yeah. Are you going to tell me what your condition is?" I breathed out, subconsciously moving my head back to give him more access to my neck. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip before leaning down and caressing his nose against my jawline. I stopped myself from reaching up and cupping his head in my hands.
"You are sworn to silence. You cannot speak a word of this to anyone. You die before you snitch." He responded before the tip of something hard was pressed against the middle of my stomach. I looked down at the gun and my mouth dropped. Dominic was staring at me expectantly, waiting for an answer.
"You're going to fucking shoot me?" I asked in disbelief, trying to step away but he gave me a look that said not to try him.
"I might. I might not." He said, tilting his head to the side innocently. My eyes turned into slits as I glared at him. I could see that he was testing me, testing just how far I'd go to protect my brother. But Dominic wasn't as slick as he thought he was.
"Do it," I muttered through gritted teeth. I grabbed the barrel of the gun with my fist and brought it higher, right above my pounding heart. Dominic's hard expression wavered for a split second before it was replaced by something even more devious.
"You are not afraid to die?" He asked softly. He started moving it upwards, at a snail's pace until the cold tip stopped just below my chin. The gun was now pointed upwards, ready to blow my head off within a second. I stood my ground, looking right back at him.
"You wouldn't," I said confidently.
Dominic raised a perfect brow, pressing it further against my skin until it almost hurt. "What makes you think that?"
I smiled at him. "Because just five minutes ago you were concerned enough to ask if I'm cold or not."
"Observant, are we?" He seemed surprised at my answer before a devilish grin formed on his lips. My mouth suddenly felt dry but I wasn't about to show him how utterly scared I was. I wrapped my arms around his narrow waist, pulling his body impossibly closer. My neck was starting to hurt from looking up at him but I was determined.
"Do it," I demanded, trailing my hands along his sides. I put my hands underneath the hoodie and his muscles tensed as I made bare contact with the smooth skin of his back. Dominic's lips parted and I was sure I saw him gulp. My legs involuntarily pressed together.
"You don't know me well enough to make this type of judgment, Caitlin." He said.
"I guess not," I murmured with a casual shrug. Dominic chuckled before pulling the trigger.
The gun clicked, a resistance stopping it from releasing a bullet into my skull.
"Dumbass," I pushed him away. "If you wanted to do it you would've taken the safety off as soon as you picked it up."
Dominic looked genuinely impressed as he nodded his head with a small smile. His eyes glint with amusement. "You didn't even blink."
"So?"
"So? Like I said, you're observant. You're in."
"As if I have a choice." I rolled my eyes and pushed past him to sit down at the table, again. He looked at me one more time before walking to the door to leave, the faintest smile still playing on his pink lips. His back was turned to me but I could still see his hand drop down to adjust something in his crotch area.
"Crazy woman." He whispered under his breath before opening it and stepping out. As soon as he was gone I leaned my elbows on the table and rested my head in my hands. My heart was still beating erratically as I took deep breaths in. I couldn't believe that I had the guts to do that.
A few minutes later Dominic returned with Micah and Yurik. I frowned at the pair who looked like they couldn't stand each other yet they were 'friends'.
"Windy outside, huh?" I asked referring to their messy hair. Their hands flew up to smooth it down, and they both coughed simultaneously. I shook my head with a knowing laugh.
"Did he touch you?" Micah asked, sending daggers with his eyes towards Dominic, who looked like he couldn't care less.
"No he didn't. Now that all of this is cleared up, can I go home?" I asked stifling a yawn with my fist. My eyes were starting to sting. I wanted to be in my bed and forget that any of this had happened.
"Actually." Yurik began but Dominic stopped him.
"I want to go home. She wants to go home. We can talk tomorrow." I looked at him in surprise, not expecting me to go so easily. I could see the wheels turning in Micah's head as his eyes moved back and forth between me and Dominic. Yurik gave him a look that basically said 'I told you.'
"I'll get Kuzma."
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"You don't need to walk with me, you know," I muttered in annoyance as Dominic followed behind me up the stairs. He didn't say anything and when I turned to look at him, his eyes were completely fixated on my ass. I clicked my fingers to get his attention and his head snapped up to meet my gaze.
I recognised that look. There was a primal hunger on his features and I couldn't believe that with everything that just happened, he had the nerve, the audacity to be horny. I shook my head in disapproval.
Stop lying to yourself, you want him just as bad even though he stuck a gun in your face.
"I thought you said you wanted to go home." I heaved out a sigh. My legs were aching from the stairs, as they usually did, because the elevator never seemed to be in service. When we finally reached the hallway my shoulders slumped.
"I just want to make sure you're safe." He responded unashamedly and I could just imagine the casual shrug.
"Thank you but I think being with you is probably the most unsafe thing right now." I gave him a small smile before opening the door and stepping in. I flicked the lights on and rolled my eyes when I saw my gun on the table. Why do I have you if I'm not going to use you?
"So stupid." I breathed out rubbing my neck. The door shut, and the lock clicked into place. My body froze on its own accord as I felt Dominic's presence creeping up from behind me. My breathing suddenly became shallow as I kept my back to him.
I bit my lip. "Is this the part where you kill me?"
"Why would I do such a thing, angel?" He asked softly and the deepness of his voice nearly had me trembling on the spot. We were alone again, but this time it felt different, and it made me nervous.
"Because now I know what you are," I mumbled. His hands landed on my waist and he was so close I could feel his body heat radiating off him. My body jumped slightly when his grip tightened, almost painful, but I nearly threw my head back because of how much I shamefully enjoyed it.
"Does that change anything?" He asked leaning down to gently speak into my ear.
I groaned. "It's supposed to."
"I asked you a yes or no question." His voice hardened at the same time his hands did as a reminder that he wasn't playing around. I didn't know what to say. Of course, the answer was meant to be yes, but I couldn't bring myself to utter the simple word. His hands disappeared underneath my sweater and I had to physically prevent myself from sighing out loud.
"Caitlin. I need to know." He kissed the side of my neck and my face twisted into pure frustration. My mind was conflicted but his touch had my pussy throbbing desperately.
"Are you seducing me right now?" I asked leaning my head to the side to allow more space to land fiery kisses on the skin.
"I might be." I felt him smirk against me and my eyebrows scrunched together. I hated how he made me feel, but at the same time, I was loving every second of it. I turned around in his hold and grabbed his cheeks in my hands. His eyes widened in shock before his bottom lip got pulled between his teeth. I looked away for a split second, nd and that's when my mind was made up.
"Fuck it," I growled out before tugging him down to press my lips against his in a deep, lustful kiss that had me moaning against him. His hands immediately went down to my ass to grip the fat in his palms. I felt my loose shorts bunch up before he lifted me to wrap my legs around his waist. He spun us around and pushed my back against the wall while keeping his lips planted on mine.
Just one more time and that's it.
He ground his pelvis into mine, and I gasped against him when I felt the huge erection in his sweatpants. It wasn't my first time feeling him but it sure felt like it. His tongue snaked into my mouth and the groan emitting from his throat was music to my ears.
Barely two minutes alone with him and I already caved in.
"It's just sex," I whispered into his mouth.
"No, it's fucking chess." He replied sarcastically and I bit his bottom lip harshly as payback.
He gasped before pulling away to glare at me as he removed one hand from underneath me. He ran his thumb over the lip that I had bitten to check for blood. There wasn't any.
"I liked that," Dominic admitted with a smirk, his eyes glazed over with pure desire and my eyebrows shot up in shock. He was so fucking handsome, but devilishly beautiful at the same time, and my mind couldn't grasp how badly I wanted him in that moment.
I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him in for a hard kiss. I tugged on his hair and a deep baritone moan escaped him. He let me control the kiss and when I stuck my tongue into his mouth, he accepted it and sucked on it ferociously.
"Room?" I breathed out leaning my forehead against his. Our lips were swollen and plump but I could go on forever. I was so wet and I needed him inside me, urgently.
"I won't go so easy on you this time, angel." He whispered huskily and yet again, I looked at him in surprise.
"The first time was you going easy on me? Well fuck." I smiled cheekily at him and a grin lit up his face. Truthfully, I was scared because the last time nearly ruined me but I found myself biting my inner cheek in excitement and partial anticipation. I dropped my legs from around his waist to land on my feet before grabbing his hand and leading him to my bedroom.
Before we stepped out of my living room, a loud, disturbing phone call rang through the room, and I threw my head back in frustration.
I let go of his hand to pick up my cell from the table and I pursed my lips when I saw the caller. I declined the call and silenced my phone in one fluid motion. He began calling again, but I placed the phone on the table. He can wait..
"Who the fuck is Blake?" Dominic asked harshly from behind me and my eyes widened. I turned around to make eye contact but he was frowning down at the phone. The previous glint in his eyes disappeared, only to be replaced by something cold and hard. Jealousy? I scowled at him but I hated to admit that he looked ten times hotter when he was mad.
"He's a friend." I felt the need to explain myself even though I absolutely didn't have to. Dominic stunned me by grabbing my cheeks in one hand and glaring at me. My eyes widened when his jaw clenched.
"Why would you decline a friend who calls at midnight?" He asked lowly, but this time his voice was deeper than before, and the accent was extremely prominent. I clenched my thighs and pulled my lips into my mouth. Fuck, he looked so good. "It could be an emergency."
"I don't think so." I tried my best to sound confident but it came out as a mere whisper. His grip tightened, and I was sure it would leave marks on the skin, but I fucking loved it. Dominic finally let go after a few moments of a scrutinising glare and reached down to rip my sweater over my head. He grabbed the back of my thighs and threw me over his shoulder.
"You don't think so?" He questioned and gave me a small slap on the ass. I yelped at the pain, but it sent a tingle straight to my pussy, leaving me wanting more. A few seconds later I was thrown flat on my back onto the bed. I didn't have time to register it before my hips were grabbed and I was flipped onto my stomach by large tattooed hands.
I was living my very own fantasy.
My belly was pressed against the bed, and my feet were firmly on the floor. I fisted the sheets in pure excitement and slight nervousness.
"Dom." He laced his fingers over the hem of my shorts and pulled them down my legs along with my underwear. My ass was now bare to his view.
"Look at how fucking wet you are. You're already making a mess." He growled, gripping one ass cheek, and that's when I felt his breath on my hole. When I looked back, he had dropped to his knees and was staring straight at my core with dark lustful features. He licked his lips like a starving man staring right back at a meal that he was about to devour.
"Dominic." I whimpered, shifting around, trying to find any sort of friction to release the ache. I needed to feel him. I was suffering.
"I'm going to touch you, okay?" He asked softly and started moving his fingers along my inner thighs. I shivered when the cold ring around his pinky gently caressed me. It felt so intense yet he was barely touching me.
"Yes."
"Stop moving, angel." He snapped using his hand to spread my legs even further. I groaned when his thumb began circling my clit in a torturous, slow manner. In that moment, I forgot about everything that I learned about him that night.
The pleasure racking through me was enough to give me an orgasm right there, and when his warm, wet mouth completely covered me, I couldn't help but stand on the tip of my toes.
It felt so unbelievably good, and I thoughtlessly started pushing back onto his face. Shit, at that rate I would cum right there. He moaned against me as I felt the sexiest man I've ever seen lapping me up and down not just for my pleasure but seemingly for his too. His tongue, his lips, his hands, his everything contributed to the waterfall between my legs.
"Does that feel good?" He spoke against me, looking for affirmation, and the vibrations made me lift my head from the bed. My hair covered my face like a curtain, and I so badly wanted to move it away, but my hands couldn't seem to stop holding the sheets in a tight grip.
"Yes, it does. Shit, I love that." I said breathlessly, and I could feel him smiling against me, happy with himself. Dominic was a man who put my needs above his own and it was my first time ever experiencing something like that.
"Dominic, let me." I tried to sit up on my palms but he placed a hand on my lower back and roughly pushed me back down. The sudden movement made my core clench and an orgasm approached faster than I expected it to. Holy fuck.
"Cum for me." He whispered and that's when I released into his mouth. I could hear how wet I was. When I was done riding out the incredible orgasm with shaky legs and tensed muscles, I fell limp onto the bed.
My body was covered in a thin layer of sweat but I was ready for more. I heard Dominic's clothes fall to the ground and the clinking of his gun on the dresser before it was slid open.
"I'll stop when you tell me to but you have to use your words." He instructed and moved behind me again. I heard the sound of a wrapper before the hard tip was rubbed up and down my slit spreading the juices around. I moaned in agony, trying to push back and sink him into me. It felt like an itch that desperately needed to be scratched.
"Stop fucking moving." He seethed, startling me by landing a loud smack on my ass, no doubt bruising the skin. I groaned when red-hot pain spread through me, but it was the good type of pain. I swallowed hard, instantly going still.
"I like these," Dominic complimented softly, moving his fingertips along my lower back where the two dimples were located.
"And these." His fingers moved to the sides of my ass where the stretch marks lay horizontally. His touch was so gentle that I sighed in content but nothing could calm my pounding heart.
"And this." With one swift movement, he plunged so hard into me I couldn't help but let out a tiny scream at the sudden intrusion. His pelvis was flush against me and the massive dick currently inside me was overwhelming in the best way possible.
"Fuck," I heard him whisper under his breath. "You feel so good." His voice sounded strained as if he would combust at any second. When he started to roll his hips, waves and waves of inexpressible pleasure flowed through every inch of me.
He pulled out slowly before thrusting unbelievably hard back in hitting that spot that almost blinded my vision. "Shit." I groaned putting my arm underneath me to press my palm against my lower stomach. He was so deep.
Dominic was relentless, hammering into me with no mercy and gripping my hips to support himself. His groans and my moans filled the air along with the sound of skin slapping against skin. Suddenly, I felt an overwhelming urge to see him. To see the expression on his face.
"Turn me around." I practically begged. Dominic wasted no time in pulling out and flipping me around onto my back, almost excitedly. He reached forward and grabbed a pillow to place underneath my head and I gave him a thankful smile. Why the fuck was he so nice?
"Holy fucking shit." I gasped out when he entered me again. It felt deeper, more intense and the eye contact made it even more overpowering. His pink lips were parted and his eyes were low as he stared down at me.
He leaned forward, grabbing both my wrists in one hand and pinning them above my head. I looked at him in confusion, but he started rubbing my clit with the other hand, and that's when I realised why he was holding me down. My entire body jerked as I desperately tried to thrash out his hold so I could move his fingers away from me. It felt too good.
"Bitch!" I hissed out before I could catch it. Dominic stopped.
"What did you just call me?" He growled at me. My eyes widened, and my lips opened to speak, but nothing came out. Dominic laughed humourlessly before letting go of my wrists and pulling my legs over his shoulders. Oh no.
"Fuck!" I yelled out when he started pounding into me again. I thought it couldn't get any more intense, but it did, and my eyes rolled back in pure bliss. He knew what the fuck he was doing to me and his face told me he enjoyed every second of it.
My body stiffened and my toes curled as I came, again.
Dominic didn't stop. He grabbed my thighs, clutching them hard and kissing my calf right beside his face. My eyes fluttered closed, but a large hand wrapped around my neck and squeezed hard, making them fly open. His jaw was clenched and sweat made his already tan skin glisten underneath the light of my room.
My pussy clenched around him, and he groaned, slowing down. I was exhausted and on the brink of passing out right on the spot.
"I'm going to cum." He croaked. I already did. Twice.
Finally, he released himself into the condom, and I let out a long sigh when he pulled out. That was the most intense sex I've ever experienced and yet again I found myself curling into a foetal position. I raised my fist to Dominic and he chuckled before touching his fist with mine. I smiled into the sheets.
"I'll get you cleaned up." He whispered before moving my hair out of the way and giving me a kiss on the forehead.