15. Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Dominic

I wanted to be there for Cassie these last few days after her ex-husband was there. But when he left, she gave me a smile, along with a kiss, and aid that she needed a moment for herself. Why I felt like I was losing her, I'm not sure. But I did.

And I sure as fuck didn't like it.

How strong that feeling was, surprised me though. I wanted to punch that man for talking to her like that as if she was ever in the wrong. I wanted to swoop that woman in my arms and kiss her senselessly, letting her know just how special and amazing she was. And I damn sure wanted to fight to make sure she was okay.

All of which shocked me .

If I was being honest with myself from the start, though, I should have known. That day I saw her; I had crash-landed on my ass. She stole my heart, and I didn't want it back. I had fallen head over heels in love, and believe me, I sure as hell didn't believe in love at first sight.

But the moment my eyes locked onto her; I wanted her. Wanted to know her. Wanted to claim her. Wanted to have her by my side all the time. And now I was worried that her ex done fucked it up.

So, I don't think it was a shocker when I sent her a message right before my late afternoon with the Big Brother program that I wanted to see her after. I mean, it might have her, but I gave her the space she requested. She had two days to figure out how to ignore the fucker and focus on the real important things, like Tony and myself. Because nothing that man said made a fucking lick of good between the three of us.

"So, you're going with Coach today?" I asked Tony, showing him a technique, one I learned when I was younger in controlling my arm while pitching.

"Yeah. He's taking some of us kids out for pizza. Are you seeing, Mom?"

"I'm trying too. She's not talking to me." He glanced at me over his shoulder and shook his head .

"Did you piss her off?" I chuckled, looking at her in the stands.

"I didn't, but your dad did."

"He always does." I didn't bother to reply because I was sure Tony knew a lot more and I wasn't going to let him go on a spree about it.

"Dominic? Got your text from the locker room."

"In here." She walked down the steps, standing at the door to the dugout and I waved her in.

"What are you looking at?"

"Just the field. Come here." I held my hand out to her, pulling her on my lap. "Do you know that when I first saw you, one of my fantasies was fucking you in here, tainting this area so that when I was here, I could have memories pop up of your sexiness."

"It's far more open than the desert was."

"Not even, sweetheart. And like there, no one is here." I nibbled along her neck, enjoying her groan. "Are you going to show me how the cougar takes what she wants in a space like this? "

"No." I stopped at her answer. "I want you to take charge."

Well, shit.

Gladly .

With that, I moved her tank top off her shoulder, kissing along the bare skin. Slow and sweet wasn't going to be the outcome here, but I was still determined to love on her, to show her what I thought and felt.

Slowly, I licked my way down to her nipple, sucking on it through her bra. Why the thought of seeing a wet spot there turned me on, I wasn't sure. But I wasn't fighting it. Because when I pulled back, I saw my dick pressed even more against my shorts. Thank god I had the foresight to send a message after I changed to meet me here.

"Dominic," she moaned, her arm wrapped around my neck, her fingers digging into my hair.

"Yes," I responded, moving back to her other nipple. I trailed my hand down her stomach and over the waistband of her shorts, making quick work of undoing them. I slipped my hand in, running my finger over her soaked panties, and groaned. "Shit, sweetheart, this cunt is wet and all for me. It's super needy, isn't it? Wanting to be fucked. "

"Goddamn," she cried out, pushing her hips against my finger. "Don't tease me. I need your dick so far buried in me. I've missed it. Missed you, papi."

That goddamn name made me even fucking harder. "Feeling is mutual, sweetheart." I tossed her clothing, then lifted her up so I could shed mine, before settling her back on my lap, her back against my chest. "Fuck, you're such a wet dream, Cassie," I moaned against her neck as I reached up to cup her tits, twisting the nipples between my fingers. "I need you to ride me hard, baby."

"With pleasure." She reached back, grabbed my dick, and I nearly came undone at that feeling. She grinned as she tapped my head against her clit and I latched down on her neck, biting hard. "No marks."

"Don't fucking care," I told her, grabbing her hips to slam her down on me. "Your mine, let the whole goddamn world know it." She let out a whimper and I savored that sound. Shit, I loved every sound she gave me. How anyone thought she wasn't sexy or hot was beyond me.

"Like that?" she asked, as she moved her hips. Sure as shit, I did. But we both needed more.

"Let me fuck you right." And for the first time, I took control from the bottom. I pushed upward, groaning as she clenched me even tighter. Like this, I wouldn't last long. I was bottoming out in ways I hadn't before. " Goddamn it, Cassie. Baby, you feel too fuckin incredible for me to last."

"No stamina, young man?" I growled, moving my hand to reach around her, sliding my finger over her clit and she screamed. "Oh shit!"

"No, I don't have any, not when you're fulfilling my fucking fantasy like the goddess you are. Now clench my raging dick with everything you got. Let me feel you coat him with those sweet juices, Cassie." That did it. The dirty talk sent her over the edge, and her tightness made sure I followed. With a groan, I dropped my head to her shoulder, kissing along the back of it.

"Holy crap," she mumbled, and I grinned, moving my hands up to pinch her nipples before reaching over for her shirt. Moments later, I helped her dress, but I made sure to stuff her panties in my pocket. "Dominic," she muttered, holding out her hand.

"Nope, part of my fantasy." I gave her a kiss, pulling her into my arms.

"What the fuck is going on in here?" I lifted my head as she turned, both of us seeing Peter by the door.