Chloe
I FEEL THE dip as Dom climbs in and wraps his arms around me, pulling me close, and placing gentle kisses on the back of my neck. His hand gently caresses down my abdomen and my legs involuntarily clench closed, as moisture gathers at my core. I crane my neck back and catch his lips with mine. In one quick unexpected movement, he has me under him, grasping my hair in his hand to hold my head in place as his tongue seeks access to mine. His fingers find my sweet spot, he teases around my folds right before inserting one finger in and I moan into his mouth. At this point, there is no way for me to hide just how attracted to him I really am. This man, my saviour. I can’t hold back anymore; my hand reaches for his boxer briefs and I push them as far as I can get them. He lifts and kicks them off the rest of the way. My hand seeks out his cock and when I find it I gasp in shock at how big he is. His lips smile against mine as he continues kissing me. He removes his finger and takes his time teasing my entrance with his dick. It hurts at first, but then I give myself to him fully. I sigh his name as he gently slides in and out until he has fully seated himself in me. I moan out his name just as he says mine…
‘Chloe… Chloe? Is everything okay in there? Chloe?’ All my senses come into focus as I wake to Dom knocking on the door and calling my name with worry in his voice. I hop up off the bed and crack the door open just a bit, hoping that he can’t tell I was just dreaming about him and I really hope he didn’t hear me.
‘I’m up. I’m sorry, I must have been in a deep sleep,’ is all I can think to say. I know my cheeks are probably flushed but there’s really nothing I can do about that.
‘I was walking by and heard you call out my name?’ He eyes me questioningly.
‘Umm yeah I don’t…’ I shrug. ‘Maybe just having a crazy dream. You know how dreams are, I don’t recall what it was.’ My cheeks burn redder, knowing I’m telling a bold-faced lie. The wetness in between my legs can attest to that.
‘Well okay. If you need anything, I’ll be down in the living room with Nan... I may head to the gym later if you want to tag along and get out of the house?’
‘Wait, I thought I wasn’t able to leave the house?’
‘I think it’ll be alright. They didn’t say anything at all to me the other night. We’ll just take extra precautions if you do want to?’ He throws out the words to quickly, as if there is more to it, but before I can question it, he’s gone. The last few days seem to have dragged. Dom has been withdrawn and I just know there’s something going on, but he refuses to tell me. After the fight, my heart dropped when he walked in the house and I saw his eye swollen shut. He assured me it was from the fight and not the goons who’d held me hostage. Zoe and I had spent the next hour cleaning and icing his eye. I swear when Nan saw him the next morning she almost fainted. The care, love, and bond between those two is definitely unbreakable.
My father finally called back yesterday, after a week of me calling and leaving multiple messages. Nothing new. He just kept apologising for putting me in this situation, saying he’s working on it and telling me to stay put. I argued with him, telling him it isn’t fair to Dom and his family if I stay and continue to put them in danger, not to mention my developing feelings for Dom. But then he asked to speak to him so I handed the phone to Dom and watched as the two men currently in my life talked about me like I wasn’t even there. At the conclusion of their conversation, Dom just hung up. Nothing else. My father didn’t even want to speak to me again. Dom pretty much just grunted out that I’m to stay put and then left the room with his phone.
And that’s where we’re at now.
Three days later and no closer to finding a solution or any closer to me being able to return home. I won’t lie though, I’ve become very fond of Nan over the last weeks and Zoe is starting to become a good friend too. My attraction towards Dom just gets stronger every day. The last couple of nights I’ve dreamt of him. The first dream he’d just climbed in my bed and held me. I surprisingly slept better that night than I have since my drug induced coma the first night at Dom’s. And now I’m dreaming of him making passionate love to me… The chills that I still have running down my spine, tell me that I really need to re-evaluate this whole arrangement. But in order to do that, I need to know what’s really going on. A workout today is starting to sound better and better.
***
Dom
I get my nan all set up in the lounge and prepare myself a shake. As I leave the kitchen Zoe knocks on the door. Opening up I welcome her in.
‘To what do we owe the pleasure?’ I ask. Chloe and her seem to have become fast friends.
‘Thought I’d come over and pester Chloe and your nan for a while unless you have plans?’
‘I’m just going to go to the gym. I’m not sure if Chloe wants to come with me yet, was going to ask you to sit nan if she does.’
‘Okay well I guess I’ll watch Alibi with Nan if she is.’ At that Chloe walks down the stairs with a tiny pair of shorts and a vest top on. My jaw almost hits the floor as she reaches up to put her hair in a ponytail. Zoe elbows me in the ribs and smirks as I come back to my senses.
‘Hey, Zoe, you okay?’ Chloe asks as she gets to us at the door.
‘Yeah thought I’d come hang out for a while, but I hear you’re going down to the gym?’
‘Yeah, I thought I would, it’ll get me out of the house.’
‘Well come on then, Zoe is staying with Nan so we can take our time,’ I say.
‘Oh yeah take it real sloooow, you don’t want to rush it.’ Zoe sniggers, giving me a sly wink. I can’t help but grin because she’s a goofball. Chloe looks between the two of us and raises her eyebrows giving us a wide eyed confused look. I smile and open the door.
‘Oh shoot I need water!’ She says behind me, dashing off to the kitchen. I wait at the front door and look down the street both ways and then again. I notice two guys a couple of drives down and take a mental note of their licence plate. I know we’re being watched so it should be easy enough to spot. For a few minutes there, I almost forgot all the shit we’ve got going on. I still haven’t spoken to Chloe about what Patrick the asshole said. Chloe comes out holding up one of my drinks bottles.
‘Hope you don’t mind me using this?’ She smiles.
I shake my head. ‘Nah, its cool.’
‘You’re sure this is sensible? Safe for me to be going out?’
‘I’m sure I checked the area while you were inside, not a soul in sight,’ I lie, feeling fucking guilty.
We walk in step, but as we near the bottom of the street I feel her looking at me.
‘What’s up?’ I ask.
Shaking her head, she smiles. ‘Nothing.’
I frown and prod her playfully. ‘It’s something and definitely not nothing.’
‘I was just thinking this is nice, walking down the street together and being normal you know?’
‘I guess.’ I smile and she prods me back getting me just below the ribs.
‘Oh you wanna play that game huh?’ I grab for her and she squeals and picks up her pace. I easily catch her though and I wonder if she is actually wanting me to capture her. As I reach my arms around her and lift her off the ground she wriggles in my arms and her ass comes into contact with my dick. I quickly drop her back to her feet and she wriggles some more. Practically grinding her ass into my groin. I groan accidentally letting it slip past my lips. And she stops immediately it’s like time stood still for a split second. But then I tickle her and she giggles, wriggling free from my grip.
‘No fair, you’re not allowed to tickle me.’ The smile on her face reaches her eyes and I see nothing but pure beauty shining in them. And what’s best about it? She doesn’t even know how beautiful she is.
‘Fuck, you’re beautiful.’ Her eyes widen and I realise I said that out loud. We turn the corner and I catch her looking at me biting her lip.
‘Thank you,’ she says smiling. I smile back putting my hands in my pockets because I don’t trust myself not to take her in my arms and kiss the fuck out of her gorgeous plump lips. Tension thrums through me.
‘It’s the truth,’ I tell her nonchalantly.
‘I’m glad you think so.’ It’s a nervous smile she gives me.
‘Why?’ I ask maybe a little cockily.
‘Well… umm… because it’s nice to be thought of in that way.’
‘No-one ever tell you that before?’ I find it hard to believe she wouldn’t be told that on the regular.
‘Not anyone that mattered.’ she mumbles.
‘So that means I matter?’ I chuckle nudging her shoulder with my arm.
‘You do, yes.’ She looks at me seriously and the humour drops from my face just as quick. Her body is screaming out to me, and all I want to do is taste her lips. We’re in the middle of a busy street, people are milling around doing their daily thing but in the middle of all that all I can see is Chloe. Her tongue pokes out to wet her bottom lip and I can’t take anymore. I have to taste them. I take her hand and pull her to the side of the pavement, pressing her up against the wall of the greengrocers. Before she can stop me my lips meet hers. I didn’t need to worry whether or not she’d open for me because it’s instant, like she’s read my mind. Her lips part, allowing me entry, and I don’t waste a fucking second. As our tongues dance, she moans and her fingers roam up the front of my chest and then around my neck, finally finding their place in my hair. As for my hands, they go straight to her ass and I’m not even one little bit ashamed of it. It feels amazing finally having her in my arms. As the kiss comes to an end, I let her go and we stand smiling at one another, like two teenage kids who got their first kiss.
‘So… umm where’s the gym?’ she asks a little breathless.
‘Oh yeah, its ahh…’ I try and gather my thoughts. ‘Just up there and we take a right.’ I take her hand and pull her from the wall. I make a point not to drop her hand and she doesn’t let go, so I see that as a victory. I thread my fingers through hers and look to her for any kind of awkwardness, finding nothing. We get to the gym and I sign Chloe in on a day pass.
‘You know what you’re doing on the machines or do you want some guidance?’ James one of the personal trainers asks her.
‘I got her.’ I tell him.
Clearing his throat he steps back. ‘No problem, just doing my job.’ He smiles at Chloe. ‘If you need anything just let me know.’ He winks, like I’m not standing right here.
‘Fuckwit,’ I grumble under my breath.
‘What?’ Chloe asks.
‘Nothing, let’s go to cardio and warm up.’ She follows me and I set up her treadmill and then step on the one to her right.
‘You want to speed up or slow down just use those buttons there, these ones are the incline.’
‘Okay I’m ready to rock.’ She giggles. I set mine up and it’s not long before we are working up a sweat. Normally I zone out in here and listen to music but today my mind is everywhere but in the zone. I feel like I should confess to Chloe what’s going on. I have two more weeks till the mortgage needs paying and not to mention all the other bills, and I have no income coming in now, and have to fight every night. But then I look across to her and a huge smile splits across her face. I don’t want to spoil that, today. And tonight isn’t a fight night because it’s Sunday. I want to pull her off that fucking treadmill and work her out in more ways than one. I need to calm myself down.
‘I’m going to go and throw some weights around you staying or you want to come?’
‘I’m not going to lie,’ she says. ‘I’m nervous as hell being out of the house, but I guess it’s quite safe here?’
‘It’s very safe, no-one can get in unless they’re members and I won’t be far just there.’ I point. ‘I can see you, I promise.’
‘Okay, well I’ll run for five more and then I’ll come over to you.’ I watch James like a fucking hawk when I leave her there. Thankfully he doesn’t go over. But I see him watching her. I grind my teeth together and start on the leg weights.