Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
"Dominic?" I murmured.
"Hmmm?"
"What do your brothers do for work?" I asked.
He was silent for a moment. "We have a family business but I don't really want to talk about it. It's boring and not important."
I frowned but said, "Okay."
Dominic then used the hand on my back to reach around and grip my waist so he could pull me down next to him. I settled beside him even though I was stiff as a board.
"Relax, I may want to tear your clothes off but I won't… unless you ask me to."
I slapped Dominic's chest making him yelp and me laugh.
"Oh, shut up! You get kicked around the fightin' circle at Darkness; my slaps don't hurt!"
Dominic kissed the crown of my head while rubbing where I hit him with my hand. "Firstly, I don't get kicked around the circle, I do the kicking around, and-"
"You do get hurt a lot though," I cut him off with a grin.
Dominic raised an eyebrow at me. "I get bruises here and there, but they can't be avoided. I don't care how good of a fighter you are, you never leave a circle without some sort of swelling and bruising. Anyone who tells you different is lying to make themselves look better than they are."
I rolled my eyes at him when he poked my side. "Anyway, I could be weak as hell and still pin your tiny self."
I barked with laughter and sat upright, looking down at him. "I'm not small-"
"You weigh forty pounds less than me and you're a foot shorter. You're a tiny thing, pretty girl."
I glared at him. "I'm not a whole foot shorter-"
"Branna said you're five foot three. I'm six foot three, so that is a whole foot," Dominic cut me off with a grin.
I shook my head and stared at him. "You're really six foot three?"
Dominic nodded, and I let out a puffy breath of air. "Lads grow until they're twenty-one, you're eighteen… what if you get even taller?"
Dominic laughed. "The tallest I'll get to be is six foot four. Alec is six foot four and so are Ryder and Kane. Dame is an inch shorter than me at six foot two."
I shook my head. "You're all so tall while me and Branna are short. That's not fair!"
He laughed. "I like that you're shorter than me, makes you more adorable."
I growled at him. "Six foot three or not, you call me adorable again, and I'm gonna pound the head off you."
Dominic smirked. "Which head?"
"Dominic!"
He burst out laughing and pulled me back down next to him. I put my arms over his stomach and gave him a little squeeze.
"You're actually really nice to cuddle. I thought the muscles would make it uncomfortable," I mumbled.
Dominic snorted and started to stroke my back again. "It would be uncomfortable if I tensed, you would feel them more then, but not so much now, I'm too relaxed to try and flex."
I chuckled as I ran my finger over his abs, I could feel the outline of each one through his t-shirt.
"You like my stomach?" Dominic asked me.
"Why?"
"'Cause you're rubbing it with your fingers," he said in an amused tone of voice.
I shrugged but didn't answer him.
I sat back a little when Dominic moved under my head and hand. He sat up, shrugged out of his shirt and lay back down.
"There you go, trace away," he said and lay back down, his hands gone back to behind his head.
I stopped breathing and just stared.
His biceps, triceps, and the rest of his 'ceps were flexed now, and it was making me want to lick him all over. I moved my eyes to his tattoo and had to shift because the sight of it made my insides quiver.
"I thought you said you were too relaxed to flex."
"Your fuck-me-now look changed my mind." Dominic grinned.
I flicked my eyes away from his tattoo and up to meet his gaze; he dropped his grin when he saw my face. I could only imagine what I looked like because I felt all hot and bothered.
"Can I try somethin?" I asked him shyly.
Dominic nodded quickly while licking his lips.
I moved closer to him, then before I lost my nerve, I cocked my leg over his stomach and straddled him. I looked down and decided that the view from on top of Dominic was one I wanted to see often, very often. I leaned down until my mouth was a breath away from his.
"You're gorgeous," I whispered.
Dominic groaned a little, then moved his hands from behind his head and brought them down to my arse.
"You're fucking sexy," he growled back.
I smiled, my inner-self delighted that I could be sexy.
"I love your body," I whispered again and brushed my lips over his.
He growled the low rumble deep in his throat. "I love yours too baby, all curves and ass. My perfect body in a woman."
Talk about feeling empowered!
I kissed him and smiled when he squeezed my arse with his hands. He rubbed up and down the back of my thighs, back up over my arse, and all the way up to my hips.
I melted against him when his hands left my lower body and suddenly touched my face as he kissed me deeply. He flipped us over then; I squeaked into his mouth while he settled me under him.
He pressed some of his weight against me, and because he was between my legs I felt everything. I began to panic then.
"Dominic, wait-"
"I just want to do what I did the day at the hospital, I promise," he purred as he hooked his fingers around the waist band of my leggings and pulled them down, my knickers going south with them.
I nearly came up off the bed. "Dominic!" I whisper shouted at him and tried to close my legs but couldn't because he was between them.
He kept eye contact with me. "Trust me, pretty girl."
I was shaking with nerves. "Just… just like the other day?" I questioned.
He grinned and nodded, then leaned his head down to mine. "I'm going to make you come again."