DOM (Brothers In Ink Romances Series Book 1) (4 page)

I let out a deep sigh as I reached for the cell phone. “Sorry, I’ve got to take this.” It was our special line, which meant it had to be important. “Promise we will get back to what we were doing.” That was a promise I planned on keeping as I answered the phone and lifted it to my ear.

“Hello?”

“Hey.” Priest sounded tired.

“What’s up?”

“I … I needed to talk to you.”
 

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An hour later Dom hung up his phone. He gave me a weak smile.

“Sorry about that.”

“It’s okay. Is your friend all right?”

“Not really … Becky… it’s getting close to her um, anniversary.”

“Oh God. I’m so sorry.” I reached out and touched him. He didn’t react to my touch. He just stared unblinkingly.

“It’s just … really got to him over the past couple days. The closer it gets, the harder it gets for us and Luke … he hasn’t figured out how to deal with it in these years, not really.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“It’s fine … it’s just … well, you asked if Becky was just a friend. She was for me … not for Priest.”

“Oh God. It must be so hard for him.” I felt a single tear well up in the corner of my eye and looked away. “It’s rough. And no matter how long it is you never get over it.”

He turned to face me as he realized I knew how he felt. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

I ran my fingers down his arm and squeezed gently.

“What’s your story?”

“My childhood friend. I was seven years old.” I shrugged it off. “It’s hard but I … got over it, I think. It’s hard during the month that it happened, but it’s easy most of the time.”

“Yea, that sounds like it.”

He reached out and took my hand in his, pulling me a little closer to him as his lips touched mine. “It’s getting kind of late.” He glanced at the clock. “Are you sure you don’t need to head out or anything?”

“I can manage to stay a little later.” I grinned. Clearly he needed to change the subject.

I reached out and pulled him close to me, our lips touching softly at first.

I gasped as he pulled me into the bedroom, pushed me up against the door and kissed me again. A soft moan escaped me, my arms curling around his as I took in a deep breath, trying to look around the room. There was a bed and a dresser. The walls were a dingy white and … that was it. That’s all there was.

I felt his warm hands slip under my shirt and touch my skin, and I pushed him away, just enough for me to get my hand between us. It ran down his body and stopped at a small bump in the front of his jeans. I grinned, massaging him from outside his jeans. He gasped, pushing himself against me, letting me feel every inch of him as he brought me close, our lips pulling away and coming back together again and again.

Pulling me away from the door, he led me towards the bed. “There.” He kissed me. “Is.” His lips touched mine again. “Something.” His teeth grazed my lower lip. I moaned. “I need to.” Our lips touched again. “Tell you.”

We came to a stop in front of the bed, and he backed away from me, his cheeks were bright red as we sat down.

Oh God, what kind of freaky ass shit is he into.

“What?”

“I um …” He looked down so I couldn’t see the look on his face; however, it didn’t work. I’d seen that look before.

“Wait, are you … Is this your first time?” I worked hard to control my voice. How could it be? He was gorgeous; he must have had women falling all over him his entire life. Oh God. If this was his first time, he must be into something really freaky.

“No.” He almost sounded offended. “It’s just … been a really long time for me, Katie.”

“How long?” It came out before I even realized it had.

“Just over ten years.”

My eyes widened. “Ten years?”

He took a deep breath. “I … I was in jail for a while.” I saw the blush on his cheeks deepen.

All emotion dropped from my face. My heart slammed into my chest. He was in jail? For what? I swallowed dryly as my mind raced to say something.

“Oh.” Was the best I could manage.

“I’m sorry to just spring it on you like this but … I just … well, like I said, it’s been a while for me.”

“It’s okay …” I couldn’t decide how to process this. What had he been sent to jail for? Was it for something like breaking puppies out of somewhere that would test on them? Or did he try to kill someone? Did this all have to do with Becky in some way, shape or form?

I didn’t have answers to any of these questions, but part of me was sure that it had to do with her in some way.

“I get it if you don’t want to see me anymore.” He turned and gave me a smile. “I just figured you should know what you’re getting into before you actually get into it.”

I took a deep breath, glancing down at the floor. I knew I should give him the benefit of the doubt, but I wasn’t sure I’d be able to.

“I can tell you everything all in due time. I know I’ll have to, but tonight, if you don’t want to leave, please let’s just let it be about the present—not my past.”

I didn’t want to disagree with that. I wasn’t sure if I should or not, but I knew I didn’t want to.

“Okay.”

I leaned towards him and placed a kiss on his cheek. I wasn’t sure what his deal was, but I knew I wanted to hear his side of the story, and I knew that I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe that was naive of me, but I’d already made my choice. My fingers tangled in his hair as I pulled myself on top of him, and his arms wrapped around my waist.

“So, it’s been a while?” I grinned as I pulled away from him just enough to speak.

“You could say that.” He nodded, his hands traced over the curves of my body. “But I’m pretty sure it’s a skill you don’t forget.” He rolled us down onto the bed, me under his body as he spread my legs and settled down between them.

“Still, I should make it something you won’t forget.” I nipped his lower lip with my teeth, tugging gently as he pulled away from me. 

“Trust me, I won’t forget this.”

He let out a deep breath of pleasure.

My hands found their way to the hem of his shirt. I sat up and pulled it off him, tossed it onto the ground and removed my own shirt. Dom drank in the sight of me.

I didn’t care; I was too busy staring at him. His arms were not the only part of him that was tattooed. I reached out and touched his sculpted chest; I stared at the tattoos, trying to take everything in. My fingers trying to memorize every inch of his body as I slowly made my way towards his abs. My eyes widened as I stared at his abs, they were perfect, and then a chill ran down my spine as I felt his eyes on me.

I forced myself to look away from the thin line of hair that led down his body. His green eyes glowed with lust as they locked on mine.

I took a deep breath, something that had suddenly become so much harder as I reached up and pulled him towards me. Our lips touched as I felt heat spread through my body, well not really my entire body, just my pussy.

He nipped my lower lip gently, and I moaned as my eyes rolled back. I felt his lips curve into a smile as he pushed me down on the bed and lightly his lips left mine. They made their way along my jawline and down to my neck. I moaned as he placed feathery soft kisses along every inch of my skin that he could reach.

I opened my eyes just in time to see him reach for my hands. Our fingers tangled together as he nipped my neck softly, and I moaned as I felt him pull my skin into his mouth and suck gently.

It had been a long time since I got a hickey, and I was looking forward to it.

I moaned louder, my body arching towards him as he pulled away and pushed himself up off the bed.

I sat up watching him.

“Take your pants off,” he ordered. I paused for a fraction of a second. This was it.

My fingers touched the waistband on my jeans as soon as I popped the button on them.

I watched as he undid his pants, and they fell to the ground. My eyes widened as they made their way back up his legs, he wasn’t wearing boxers.

His cock sprung forward, standing at full attention for me. I suddenly forgot that I was supposed to be taking my pants off and stepped towards him, dropping to my knees.

I was the right height to stick my tongue out and lick the tip of his head. Dom let out a gasp of pleasure and I looked up just in time to see his eyes roll back as I took his cock into my mouth. His fingers tangled in my hair as he pushed himself deeper and deeper into my mouth.

I moaned against his cock as I started sucking. Back and forth. My head moving faster and faster. His fingers tangled in my hair pulling me closer to him as he pumped his hips towards me. I moaned, my fingers reaching up and grabbing his hips, digging into his skin as he moved ever quicker.

He pulled away from me, taking a couple steps back, his eyes locked on mine, and then I grinned, moving towards him.

“If you’re not careful, I’m going to finish already.”

“That’s okay. We’re just getting warmed up.” I reached out for him, grabbed him and pulled him close to me as I took his cock back into my mouth. He gasped as I sucked him faster and faster. I glanced up and grinned as his eyes rolled back and his fingers tangled back into my hair as he took in a deep breath.

“Fuck it feels so good,” he muttered, his fingers tightening in my hair.

I moaned against his cock as he took a deep breath, his body tensing. I sucked faster and faster. He gasped as I took his entire length into my mouth, and I felt him try to push into me deeper, his load sliding down my throat before I even realized it.

I grinned as I kept his cock in my mouth until he had shot every bit of cum out of himself, and then he pulled away and stared down at me.

He grinned, but he looked like he was having trouble keeping himself standing. I pushed myself to my feet and led the way over to the bed.

I slipped out of my pants and dropped down onto the bed. “What do you think? You got enough in you for another round?”

Dom chuckled. “You might have tired me out a little, but I wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to fuck you, sweetheart.”

His words set my cheeks on fire and my body screaming to have him close to me. No, inside me.

I reached out and pulled him towards me.

He landed on me, pushing me down on the bed as his hands traced over my body. His lips left soft marks against my skin as he made his way lower and lower, and a soft giggle escaped me as his lips brushed my belly.

Then it was all pleasure. His hot breath touched my pelvis, moved lower to my uppermost thigh and then to the folds of my pussy.

I moaned, arching towards him. “Oh yes.” My fingers tangled in his hair as my body waited impatiently for what was about to happen. His tongue slipped past my folds and into me.

I gasped, my hips arching towards his mouth as he slipped in and out of me again and again. I moaned, my fingers couldn’t find a happy place in his hair so I brought them down onto the bed where they dug into the comforter. He pulled away from me, spread my legs wider and got comfy between them

I looked him over, his tattooed chest, his abs, his cock—he was already getting hard again. I grinned as his fingertips brushed the skin on my uppermost thighs on their way up to my pussy. He slipped past my folds again and into me. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

I moaned as he slipped in and out of me easily. With his other hand, he reached out, and the tip of his finger touched my clit. I moaned louder, his fingers slipping into me faster and faster.

“Oh fuck, yes,” I moaned rolling my eyes back.

He slipped another finger into me. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

Oh God, it felt so fucking good. I moaned louder as I forced my eyes open. 

Dom grinned down at me, his eyes burning with lust and his cock thick and ready to go again, but he didn’t pull his fingers out of me. He wiggled them inside of me and I gasped, arching as I felt a third finger slide into me and his fingers began moving back in and out. In and out. Faster, harder, faster, harder.

“I’m so close,” I moaned.

And then it was all done.

Dom pulled away from me and slipped off the bed, grinning widely. “You’re not coming just yet.” He made his way over to the dresser and pulled the bottom drawer open, and I stared at his ass as he pulled out a small pack from the drawer and came back to me. His grin broadened as I sat up and took the box from him. “How long have you been out of jail?”

“A little over a year.”

“Why haven’t you had sex then? If you don’t mind me asking.” Had he been waiting for the right person, or did he just not have any interest in sex until I came along? Either way, I felt like I should be flattered. I just wanted to know the reason for it.

“I just … never did. Up until a while ago I had a hard time with life … and I didn’t realize I deserved to be happy. I was focused on making money, building my life all over again and proving to everyone around me that I wasn’t going to be dangerous to anyone.”

So maybe I wasn’t that special, but, oh well. A girl can dream. I tore the condom wrapper and reached out for his cock. My fingers curled around the base as I slipped the condom over the head and rolled it over his full length. “So, you sure you still remember what you’re doing?” I flashed him a soft grin, so he knew it was a joke.

Dom chuckled as he pushed me down onto on my back. “Comfy?” He asked, his fingers tracing for the most sensitive part of my thigh. I nodded. “Well, I guess you’re just going to have to find out if I can still do it right.”

I laughed. “If not, I can always take over.” I watched as he moved closer to me. His head touched me and my heart raced as he pushed into me gently.

I gasped, reaching out and grabbing his chest. My eyes rolled back. “You okay?” He asked softly as his lips touched mine. I nodded as he pulled away from me gently and pushed back into me, this time a little faster. He pulled away from me and pushed back in, faster. I nodded. Yes. That was it. “Fast and hard,” I begged. Now that the awkward part with all the friction was out of the way, I could enjoy myself.

I took a deep breath, forcing my body to fully relax as Dom pulled out and came back into me. Faster, harder, faster, harder. I moaned, my fingers digging into him. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

Dom rested one hand beside my shoulder to support himself. The other found its way to one of my hands and our fingers tangled together as he slammed into me.

I moaned as I reached down and placed a single finger on my clit. My moan grew louder and louder as I rubbed my clit, and Dom slammed into me. He squeezed my hand gently, and

I glanced up at him. His eyes were locked on me. His hand left its place beside my shoulder and ran over the curves of my body, and I moaned as he pinched my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I played with myself faster and faster. I could feel it. My eyes rolled back. “I’m so close,” I gasped as he slammed into me as fast and hard as he could.

“Then come with me, Kat.” He lowered his lips to my neck, his teeth grazing my skin softly. I gasped. It was enough to send me over the edge.

Everything went a fuzzy white as my eyes rolled back and pleasure ripped through my body.