Chapter Fifteen
Brooke
Sweat dripped down my forehead as I danced to the techno remix of a popular song we didn’t know the actual words to. Caroline and Quinn were right there with me. Somehow we’d managed to convince Care to actually take a few shots and relax—something that never happened—so we were all enjoying the fun. Riley had even left Josh’s side for a while to come dance with us.
For the first time since we’d crossed the bridge onto the island, I truly felt relaxed, and I was having fun. I wasn’t worried about my boyfriend or my best friend and his stupid tattoo. All I cared about was letting my body move to the beat. Second to that, I just wanted to keep my buzz going. Alcohol wasn’t a long-term solution, but I was sure as hell going to let it work its magic tonight.
As one song shifted into another, Quinn grabbed my arm and motioned for me to follow her to the bar. I grabbed Caroline, so she’d follow us off the dance floor. The club was multi-levels with several outside bars, and for some reason, it seemed really familiar even though we’d never been there before tonight. Quinn pushed the door to the outside bar open, allowing the breeze coming in from the ocean to dance over my heated skin. I grinned. The night was turning out better than I imagined.
Josh, Drew, and Dom were sitting at a table not far from the bar in an area where it was actually quiet enough to hold a conversation. I looked around for the rest of our group, including my boyfriend. Drew caught my eye and waved us over.
“Where’s Austin?”
“I thought he was here.” I was confused. When we’d first walked in, he was very clear when he told me where he’d be as he kissed me before I’d gone out to the dance floor. “He told me he was going to be here with you.”
Drew made a face. “That’s funny because he said the same thing to me. He told me he was going to find you.”
I bit my lip as alarm bells went off in my head.
“How long ago was this? Maybe he’s looking for us on the wrong dance floor?”
Dom’s gaze bounced between the two of us, and Josh sat up straighter in his chair.
“I’m sure it’s nothing…” I trailed off.
It was something. Everything in me said it was something.
I turned on my heel and went back inside the club. The pulsing music assaulted me as I started searching dark corners. The first floor was empty, and by the time I made it up to the second, Dom had caught up to me. He didn’t try to stop me, but he also wasn’t letting me do this alone. It was like he suspected what I was going to find. There were couples making out and groping everywhere, but so far, none of them had included my blond-haired boyfriend.
As I climbed the stairs to the third floor, I gasped softly when I finally saw him, pressed against a little redhead right off the stairwell. Her fingers were threaded through his hair and his hands were just under her breasts. I nearly missed the next step as I lost my balance. Dom’s hands steadied me, but before I could even decide what to do about Austin, Dom pushed past me and ripped him apart from the girl.
The girl Austin had been groping screamed as he tumbled to the side. Before I could stop him, Dom was pounding his fist into Austin’s face. Blood streamed from Austin’s nose. He tried to punch back at Dom without any luck, but he was able to block Dom’s next punch.
I was so shocked, it took me a few seconds before I screamed at them to stop. When I screamed Dom’s name, he paused, letting Austin get in a cheap shot. Austin tried to shove Dom off, clearly sick of getting the shit beat out of him. Austin pushed him hard enough that Dom’s back hit the wall. There was finally enough room between them I was able to shove my way in and put a hand on both their chests. I only had a few seconds before security would show up.
I pointed at Austin. “Stay the fuck away from the house tonight. I’ll pack your shit, and you can pick it up tomorrow.”
He narrowed his eyes. “What the fuck—”
Dom growled, and I pushed harder on his chest. “Stop it! You aren’t making this any easier.” I turned back to Austin. “You can talk about it with Josh tomorrow, but as far as I’m concerned, you’re not welcome in my bed anymore. Go stay with your new girlfriend since this”—I motioned between us— “is obviously over.”
Seemingly out of nowhere, three huge security guards showed up. Man, those assholes are big. I followed behind them as they led Austin and Dom out of the club. A huge crowd had gathered around us to watch the spectacle. I shook my head. How was this my life? And why was I stupid enough to choose the guy who’d pull this shit?
I should’ve known better.
Austin would inevitably blame it on the fact I wouldn’t put out. I obviously was justified in my decision not to, but that wasn’t what I’d wanted. Earlier today, I’d finally decided how I was going to end things with Austin tomorrow, which was part of the reason I’d felt so amazing tonight.
“This is so fucking stupid,” I muttered to myself.
Dom glanced over his shoulder, but he didn’t say anything, nor did he try to fight the bouncer who had a hold of his arm. Austin had been stupid enough to try to shrug off the guy leading him out and had been escorted out a little faster than us. Granted, I wasn’t being kicked out, but I wasn’t about to let Dom take the blame for this one.
It only took a few minutes for us to be deposited outside on the sidewalk in front of the loud club. Dom stared out into the darkness, obviously pissed off at the events of the evening. He was probably mad at me for dating Austin in the first place. I ignored him and pulled out my phone to get an Uber and texted Josh to let him know what happened. My head was spinning. The past thirty minutes of my life were ridiculous.
My boyfriend cheated on me, my best friend—or the guy who was supposed to be my best friend—beat the crap out of him, and now I was standing outside of a club at one o’clock in the morning, unsure of what was up from down. Hell, the past two months of my life had been sheer insanity, mostly because of the very man standing next to me.
Dominic Torres.
I glared over at him.
“What?” he asked with an infuriating smirk.
I shoved at his chest. “You couldn’t have just let me deal with him?” I shoved him again. “Seriously! What is this stupid God-complex you have going on? I could’ve handled it.”
He threw his hands up in the air. “I never said you couldn’t handle it. You’re so frustrating.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Then why did you butt in?”
Now he was mad. He took two steps toward me. “Because I wanted to punch him, and that’s what friends do, Brooke.”
“We aren’t friends. We’re barely even speaking to one another. Thanks to your stupid decision a long time ago that we couldn’t be more than just friends—”
He scoffed. “I made that decision?”
“Yeah, you made that decision when you didn’t tell me how you felt.”
“I hardly think that’s fair. What about—”
“Where’s your girlfriend anyway? You know, the girl you did actually tell how you felt? Where’s Talia?” I demanded.
“She’s gone. Apparently she didn’t like the tattoo I got, so she left early.”
I stopped, and all the fight I had in me fled. “Oh.”
“Yeah, oh.” He glared at me and set his jaw. “Can we just go? I’d like to get some sleep.”
I averted my gaze. My eyes burned from trying to keep the tears from falling. He had to bring up that fucking tattoo. Thank goodness the Uber pulled up to distract me. As we climbed into the car, I slid as far away from Dom as possible. The only thing I wanted from him was distance. He studied me while we rode the ten minutes to the house. I tried to ignore his probing gaze, but it wasn’t that simple. The driver seemed to pick up on the tension running through the car and stayed quiet.
As soon as the car stopped, I jumped out, leaving Dom to dismiss the driver. It took me a few precious seconds to get the door to the condo unlocked and get inside. He stalked in behind me, slamming the door as he entered. Our anger was tangible between us as was the never ending sexual tension.
I wanted to scream and rail at him, tell him how much I hated him. The problem was I didn’t. As mad and hurt as I was, I didn’t hate him. And I didn’t think I ever could.
After he closed the door behind him, he reached out for me. I dodged his hand and headed for the stairs.
“Brooke, we need to talk.”
I whipped around, hair flying behind me. “What’s there to talk about, Dom? Your tattoo that you got to remind you I’m a horrible person or the fact you blame me for Talia leaving?”
“I don’t blame you for that and I didn’t get the tattoo—”
I started toward the staircase, ignoring him as I went up the first few steps. He was hot on my heels as I started climbing.
“We aren’t done here,” he snapped.
“I’m pretty sure we are. That was a rhetorical question, you dick.”
My heels were loud on the stairs as I continued to my room so I could pack Austin’s stuff. I was considering burning it, but I thought that might be a step too far. It would be quite satisfying to see his personal belongings being consumed by flames. The last thing I expected was for Dom to grab my arm and push my back against the wall. I sucked in a sharp breath when he pinned me in place with his big body.
His big, muscled body.
“You’re so damned frustrating,” he growled before his mouth slammed against mine.
The feeling of his lips on mine stunned me. His lips were fuller and softer than I’d imagined, and it took me a few seconds to fully comprehend that Dom was kissing me. My fingers dug into his biceps, and I tangled my tongue with his, deepening the kiss and moaning low in my throat. We finally pulled away, both gasping for air. He pressed his forehead to mine and closed his eyes.
“I’ve wanted this for so long, Brooke.”
“Me too,” I whispered before capturing his lips with mine again.
We stumbled up the last few steps and found our way into my bedroom. Dom closed the door behind us and turned to face me. God, he was hot. I was standing in front of the bed, unsure of my next move.
“Strip.”
His voice sent a tremor through my body.
I crossed my arms over my chest. “What about you?”
“Brooke, if you want to see how hard my cock is for you, then you’ll take off your fucking clothes right now.”
I smirked and took a few steps closer. “Who knew that the only thing I needed to do to make you cuss was turn you on.”
He stood there unmoving except for a slight tick in his jaw, his eyes burning, almost black from lust.
“What do I have to do to get the great Dominic to lose all his control?” I ran my hands over his chest lightly as I circled him. His hands fisted in my hair when I leaned in to whisper in his ear. “I really want to know.”
I gasped when he picked me up and tossed me toward the bed like I weighed nothing. His hands skimmed over my breasts, landing on the button to my jeans.
“Are you sure you’re ready for me because I don’t plan on going easy on you, baby?”
The husky sound of his voice shot right to my clit. I bit down on my lip and he growled in response. My clothes were off in seconds. How had it taken me this long to realize how sexy he was? Or better yet, why had it taken me so long to act on it? I knew he was gorgeous, but I’d kept myself from ever letting my thoughts head in that direction. Which I was now realizing was a huge mistake on my part.
Dom’s fingers dug into my hips as he leaned down to suck one of my nipples into his mouth. I whimpered, looking down into his hooded eyes. He released it with a pop and moved to give the other equal treatment. It took me a second to realize he was still fully dressed.
“Why am I the only one naked? You need on fewer clothes. Now.” I tugged his shirt over his head and he smirked.
“Are you anxious for something?” he teased.
I reached down and cupped him through his jeans. Oh goodness. He was bigger than I imagined through the rough denim. My eyes widened, and he chuckled.
“Don’t worry, baby, it’ll fit.” Heat flashed in his eyes.
“Well maybe you should take off your pants so we can see.”
Heat flashed in his eyes. “I let you be in charge of a lot of things, Brooke, but the one place you won’t be in control is when you’re under me.” He nipped at my neck behind my ear. “Or riding me. Or pinned against a wall. I’ll always make sure you’re well taken care of.”
Oh fuck.
He kissed his way down my body and shoved my legs wider as he settled between them. With the first swipe of his tongue, I had to bite down on my wrist to keep from screaming. I fought back against my climax, unwilling to let go until he was inside me, but he was just as relentless in his ministrations to make me come. My fingers tangled in his hair and he gripped my ass harder as he teased me.
“Let go, Brooke,” he commanded.
I shook my head and closed my eyes tighter. He grinned against me and sucked harder. My hands clutched at the sheets beneath me and my body shattered when his callused fingers ran along my soft entrance along with his mouth. I screamed his name, convulsing as wave after wave of my release hit me. He continued to softly use his tongue against me until it was over. I peeked one eye open and saw him pressing against his cock with one hand through the thick denim of his jeans.
He smirked as he moved to take off his jeans and boxers. “I think I won that round.”
I hummed in agreement and waited to get my first look at his cock. As he kicked off his pants, I stared at his amazing body. He looked good with clothes on, but he was fucking magnificent without them. I licked my dry lips, and his eyes flashed.
“I can’t go slow, baby.”
“I didn’t ask you to.”
He climbed over my body and kissed my neck. I arched into him, begging for more. I needed him inside me. There was no longer an option for either of us to back out. We’d been waiting for this moment for too long. The blunt head of his cock rubbed against my entrance as he kissed me deeply. I moaned into his mouth and canted my hips upward.
“Fuck.”
I looked up at him in confusion.
“Condom.”
“Austin’s shaving kit in the bathroom.”
He kissed me quickly and hurried into the bathroom to grab the unopened box of condoms. His mouth tipped up at the corner, fighting a smile.
“You really didn’t have sex with him?”
I groaned and threw my arm over my face. “Not that this is the time to have that conversation, but no, I didn’t.”
Dom threw the box down next to me. I finally looked up at him.
“It’s fucking sexy that you didn’t, Brooke. It makes me want you even more, knowing you didn’t feel pressured into fucking him just because you were together.” He moved next to me on the bed. “I’m glad you didn’t because I was jealous as hell thinking that you had.”
His kiss was punishing, but I couldn’t tell if he was trying to punish me or himself. I understood what he meant, though, because I was jealous that he’d been sleeping with Talia. I was pissed that he’d been doing it, trying to make me jealous. I pushed the thought from my mind because I didn’t want anything to ruin this moment. My fingernails dug into Dom’s back and he fumbled to get the box open without breaking the kiss.
I reached down to help him roll the condom down his length. He shivered when I gripped him in my hand and pumped his cock a few times. He nipped my shoulder with his teeth and I yelped.
“Don’t end our fun before it even starts. Watching you come has me too close to the edge as it is. You’re fucking gorgeous, Brooke.”
He teased me with his cock at my entrance. I whimpered and wrapped my legs around his waist, encouraging him to finally give us what we both wanted. He smirked right before he thrust inside me, causing me to cry out his name. A switch inside him flipped and he was everywhere all at once. His fingers tugged at my nipples and his lips ran over my heated skin as he thrust wildly. Loud grunts and my sharp cries filled the room as Dominic and I fought for power.
I tried to flip us so I could ride him, but he was a man possessed. His fingers dug into my hips and he ground his pelvis against mine so he could rub against my clit with each thrust of his hips. I bit into his shoulder at one point, and he fucked me harder in response. My climax was closing in quickly, but I wanted us to go over together. I sucked lightly on his neck, causing him to groan loudly.
“I need you to come, baby. Fuck, I’m close. Your pussy feels amazing around my cock.”
“Together,” I whimpered. “Please.”
He reached between us to circle my clit and within seconds my body tightened with my release. Dom grunted and held himself inside me as I clutched onto him. Our breathing was ragged. He collapsed onto the bed next to me and threw the condom into the trash can next to the bed. I felt better when he immediately pulled me into his side. I curled in and pressed my face into his neck. Sex with Dom was more than I ever thought it would be and my emotions were all over the place. I didn’t know what to say.
“That was…”
“I know,” I said softly.
He kissed my forehead and held me tighter. For now, we could just be there with each other. Later... Everything that needed to be said could wait until later.