CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
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ERIKA
DOMINIC WALKS THROUGH the back door and as soon as I see him my heart leaps. Going to him, I take immense pleasure in the feel of his arms around me, cocooning me against his broad, hard chest. Raising my chin, he kisses me, and the stress of the day eases from my shoulders. When he lifts my ass, I put my legs around his toned waist. Sitting me on the counter, he pushes forward between my legs, teasing me with his hardening bulge.
Raising my shirt over my head, he licks and sucks my breasts. Pulling the fabric of my bra back, my nipple pops free, and he sucks it into his mouth. Hand through his hair, I tug as my pleasure increases, heat building between my legs.
The cool air tickles my nipple when his mouth leaves it. With a devilish grin, he tugs at my shorts, wiggling them and my underwear off my hips and legs. Reaching down, I pull his button and zipper as his tongue invades my mouth. Folding his jeans off his hips, I reach into his briefs and pull his erection out. His lips never leave mine as he slides his cock into me.
Pulling me to the edge of the counter, his strong arms hold me there, teetering me on the lip as he thrusts in and out, making me moan in sexual bliss.
“Fuck, baby, your pussy’s just what I needed.”
“Harder. Take me harder.”
He pulls out, dropping my legs and turns my ass to face him. Arms gripping the counter, he pushes into me, and I nearly come then. Hand wound through my hair, my back arches as he grips my hip, pounding into me.
My breath catches when he releases my hair, grabs my legs, and raises them off the floor. With my legs over his arms, he slams my pussy down onto his cock again and again and I come hard, half moaning, half pleasure screaming through my release. His thrusting slows as he reaches his own release.
“Lean back against me.”
I do, and he lets my legs down and slides his hands up and around my chest as my feet touch the floor. His free hand turns my head to kiss him.
“You satisfy me like no other pussy can.”
“Good. I want my pussy to be the only pussy you ever want.”
Chuckling, he kisses me. “It already is.”
Turning in his arms, I lock my lips to his, needy for more of his touch, more contact between us. It’s the only time in this last week I’ve been able to forget everything else.
“Take me upstairs. Make love to me.”
Lifting me, a smile skims his lips before he kisses me again.
“I love how greedy your pussy is for my cock.”
“Always.”
Lips feathering mine, he nibbles my bottom lip. “I love you, baby, so fucking much.”
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In one of his white tank tops and my underwear shorts, I finish cooking us dinner. In nothing but worn, ripped jeans and sexy black ink, he’s leaning against the counter watching me, admiring me while I prepare our plates.
“How did it go with Alee?”
Remembering the last words she said to me, I stop prepping the plates and bite my lip as tears well up in my eyes. Strong hands caress my arms before his warm chest meets my back.
“I’m sorry you and your sister are hurting the way you are. I promise to make Drake and Levi suffer. I’m fighting them tomorrow night. I’ll hurt them. I’ll make them pay for what they did to you both.”
Hearing his promise, I break, the emotions pouring out of me in tears. He holds me through it, kissing my head and cheek.
“Let it out, baby. I know you’ve been hurting and keeping it in.”
Turning in his arms, I cry against his chest. It’s the first I’ve broken down in front of him. Since Amberlee’s assault, I’ve only cried when I was alone.
“You’re fighting them at the clubhouse?”
Wiping my tears with his hands, his beautiful green eyes look into mine. In them, I see affection mixed with a fierce determination.
“Yes. It’ll be a cage fight. Me against them. I won’t let them go out quickly.”
“Can I watch?”
A proud smile raises the corner of his mouth.
“Yes, but I want you to stay with Mercy. Don’t leave his side. No matter what.”
“I won’t.”
“Have you ever handled a gun?”
The question surprises me. “Yes.”
“Your father teach you?”
“Yeah.”
“Any good with it?”
“If you’re wondering if I can shoot the target I’m aiming at, the answer is yes.”
“What about a man? That’s different.”
“I don’t know.”
“I want you to start carrying one. We’ll go to a range. Make sure you’re comfortable handling it.”
“Why do you want me to start carrying one?”
“Because, baby, I’m going to fuck them up, and their egos won’t let them take that kind of beating without having a grudge against me. I want you protected when I’m not with you.”
Worry constricts my chest.
“Maybe…you shouldn’t fight them. I don’t want you to have to watch your back all the time.”
“I won’t be watching my back, my true brothers will. One wrong step and I won’t hesitate to put them down.” Caressing my face, his half smile is reassuring. “Don’t worry about me, ok. Let’s have dinner.” Carrying the plates into the living room, he sets them on the coffee table. When I enter, he pulls me into his lap.
“We’ll eat in here. I want you in my arms all night.”