“Definitely Kat’s,” Maria obviously lied, smiling as she brought her lips to his.
“Ew, please get a room.” Nero shivered in disgust.
“Okay”—Dominic scooped her up in his arms as he stood—“we will.”
“Finally,” she gasped out, wrapping her arms around his neck as he quickly went for the door and she started laughing at his sudden urgency.
Seeing Jordan James wave as he sang, the girls turned around to see Dom rushing Maria out. They gave her a quick wave for good luck, knowing exactly why she was leaving.
Maria couldn’t help herself as she yelled out over the music, “Sign their tits for me, Jordan!”
Fifty-Three
Fuck Me Out Of Your Bloodstream
Dominic didn’t let Maria’s feet hit the floor until they were in the apartment. He didn’t seem to trust himself to carry her up the stairs to her bedroom after bringing her all the way here.
Maria could feel it in him. It wasn’t nerves; it was more like … anxiousness. Maybe? She wasn’t really sure, but she did know she felt more relaxed than he seemed to, and he wasn’t the one that was about to lose his virginity.
“Do you want a drink?” she offered.
Dominic shook his head, his hazel eyes unwavering from her and looked darker than usual, making her desperately wish she could read his thoughts.
“Okay …” Maria put her fingers to her waist, revealing her little secret, as the long skirt flitted to the ground.
She watched his Adam’s apple bob at the sight of her in the high-cut bodysuit that bared the curve of her hip and the length of her thighs.
Slowly, she turned, heading up the stairs while giving him a view of the thong suit riding up her ass. Maria made her way up in the stairs in her heels, aware of Dominic blindly following behind her.
Maria’s goal was to have a lot of nuptial bliss in her near future. Namely, in the next five minutes. As they entered her bedroom, she was scared that he still wouldn’t touch her by the look on his face, that for some reason, he was still afraid his sins would transfer to her, even after he protected her in the only way he knew how by marrying her.
Helping him out and scared he wouldn’t initiate, she slipped one strap down off her shoulder, then the other, revealing her perfect C-cup breasts before slowly shimmying out of the bodysuit, until it was laying at her feet.
Standing unclothed before her husband for the very first time, Dominic’s hazel eyes slid from her face down her body, making Maria swear she could feel the heat of his touch just from his eyes alone.
“You have your belly button pierced?” he asked as he stopped from looking any further.
Maria nodded, feeling butterflies fluttering in her stomach as her husband stared at her in the same possessive manner he did when he saw her walk down the aisle.
Taking a step closer to her until he was close enough to reach her, Dominic swallowed hard as he outstretched his shaky tatted hands. It wasn’t from weakness, but from power, as he tried to keep himself in control.
Instinctively, Maria knew why he was holding back. His fears of hurting her and her soul were still ruling him, but the moment his hands touched her belly … he lost the battle.
Giving in, Dominic’s palms went over her flat abdomen, going over her belly button ring before sliding up to her breasts.
The second she felt the pad of his thumb roam over her pointy, hard nipple, Maria brought her hands to his jacket to rip it off him.
Dom let her take the suit jacket off, and then his tie, but as soon as she went for the button on his shirt, he lifted her chin with his finger. Craning her neck upward, as he loved to do, his hazel eyes glowed as they took her in and stopped her from continuing. “I’ll let you have your turn next.”
In an instant, Maria found herself flipped around, the light hand on her hair telling her what he wanted as he pushed her toward the bed. Sliding on her silk sheets, she arched her back as she crawled on top.
“I have dreamed of this moment every second of every day, Maria,” he said as he slid his hand from her head that he’d guided to the bed before he brought it all the way down her back in one, long line. “You will let me have my dream, and then I will give you yours.”
Maria moaned into the sheets from his deep voice and words alone. Whatever part of himself he’d held back—the side of him he found sinful—had come out to play.
When his hand touched her uplifted ass, he placed his other hand on her, then took two handfuls of her pretty ass cheeks before he spread them apart. “Ah, Maria, I have the prettiest view of your gorgeous pink pussy.” She knew she was already wet, he leaned his head down and licked the swollen bud before traveling all the way through the folds of her pussy and then her ass in one entire lick.