23. Dom

"So, that's what you think is going on with us? I'm licking my wounds and getting over Gabby by trying to be with you?" I ask, frustrated as fuck.

"Well, aren't you?" she gripes, as if it is all just a foregone conclusion.

"Damn, sweetheart, I never knew you were blind."

"What?"

I put pressure on her hips while pushing up against her. I grind her sweet pussy against the unyielding outline of my cock. I'm so fucking hard that it is a wonder that I don't rip out of my jeans. I know she can feel me—I would have known it even if a moan hadn't escaped her lips.

"I'm thinking about only you when we're together, Thea."

"Dom—"

"Are you telling me you're thinking of your asshole ex or of Raze when we're spending time together?"

"I don't think?—"

"Just tell me and don't lie. I want the truth from you. I want honesty between us always. I've had enough lies to fill my gut for a fucking lifetime. Do you think of other men when you're with me?"

"What would you do if I said yes?" she whispers, her gaze avoiding my eyes.

Reluctantly, I move my hand from her hip and caress the side of her neck, applying enough pressure so that she finally focuses her attention on me. "If you tell me that and it's the truth, I'll accept it. I won't like it, but I'll stop pushing for more. We'll just be family."

"And if I said no?"

"Are you saying no?"

Her teeth come down on her lower lip, worrying it as she looks at me. I know she's weighing over her options. Honestly, she doesn't have a choice. I know she wants me. I can't allow her to run from me—no matter what I just told her. I won't stop fighting for her to see what I already do. The two of us are going to be together. After Gabby, I never thought I"d want another woman. I sure as hell didn't expect something as explosive as Thea and I. Shit, what I'm feeling for her is more than the emotions I had for Gabby that I thought was love.

Well, that's not exactly true. Early on, what I felt for Gabby was strong and true. Over time, it began to fade, but I felt like that was partly my fault. I kept us hidden. Now that I know I was being played through most of our relationship, my guilt for that has lessened. Thea wouldn't ask me to keep anything private. She would drag my ass in front of whoever might cause us problems and confront things head on. She would do exactly what I had been wanting to do all along. I allowed Gabby to use the worry I had over T—the worry I've always had—and amplify it. I let her play me. I know I did. I'm not blameless. I should have had the balls to confront the situation. Christ, there's a part of me beginning to realize that I let it go on as long as I did because I was already questioning my relationship with Gabby.

Even as I piece together my wayward thoughts about Gabby, I know that what I feel for Thea is stronger. For one thing, I was attracted to Thea during my entire relationship with Gabby. That's something that should have never happened. I sure as hell don't think about other women right now. Fuck, I've been dreaming of Thea every night even before I got a taste of her. Something in my gut just tells me Thea is different. I can't let her get away.

"I can't," she whispers, as if it's a confession she shouldn't be making.

"You can't what?" I prompt, worried she's going to tell me she can't explore this thing between us. I thought I had moved her past that, but maybe inviting her to dinner with my parents pushed her too far and too fast.

"I can't say that I think of anyone but you when we're together. I can't even say I've thought of anyone but you since we first began spending time together. Maybe that's why Raze cheating on me didn't hurt—well, other than my pride."

"Thank fuck. You're not running."

"I'm still not sure this is completely smart," she responds, putting her hands on each side of my face. Her touch is so sweet and soft, and I feel it in my dick.

"But?"

"I've never been a runner."

I circle one of her wrists and bring her hands to my lips and kiss the back of it. "I'm going to show you we're made for one another, Gorgeous."

"Dom, I'm not looking for?—"

I stop her from saying anything else by taking her mouth, pouring how much I want her into my kiss. She groans into my mouth and the noise rocks me to my core as it vibrates through me. My fingers tangle into her hair. I keep one hand on her hip, holding her to me with a bruising force. I grind up into her. Letting her feel how much I need her. I'm drunk on her and have yet to get inside her.

She's liquid fire in my hands and she burns me all the way through. When we break apart, the air burns my lungs as I try to take it in. My damn heart is thundering inside my chest. Thea looks to be struggling the same way. Her fingernails are biting into the back of my neck. My dick is weeping with the need to have her.

"We…" Thea gasps out the word, then takes a ragged breath, her eyes searching my face. "We're g-going to be late."

My hand slides under her dress, my gaze locked with hers. "Going to my parents is the last thing on my mind, sweetheart." Her eyes close as I slide my fingers against her wet panties. I could fucking whimper from the force of the need I feel to claim her. "God, you're so fucking wet." My words come out with a groan, making them sound like I'm in pain. Fuck, I am. I need her so much that I'm going insane. I don't know how it got so out of control this fast, but I'm not going to question it either. I think I'd forgotten what it felt like to be alive until Thea stormed into my life, challenging me. I should send her fucking ex back in New York a case of Kentucky bourbon. If he hadn't fucked up, I wouldn't be holding beauty in my hands.

Beauty that I'll never let go of.

"Dom…" she breathes, her head going back with my touch.

My eyes close as the sweetness of her whispering my name hits me. I've felt like an idiot for so long now that it has become my new normal. Yet, hearing Thea like this, knowing that I pushed her away to keep Gabby? Fuck, stupid doesn't begin to cover what I was.

I force myself to look directly at her as I push her panties to the side. I don't want to miss a moment with her. I gently press against the wet, bare lips of her pussy and immediately they part for me, enveloping my fingers. It feels so good that I hiss in response.

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good," I groan as I slide through her folds.

"Dom, I can't go to your parents smelling like sex."

"Yeah, you can, baby," I argue just as my fingers press against her swollen clit.

Her body quivers with my touch as I rub against her, torturing the engorged button and smiling at the effect it has on her.

"That feels good," she whimpers.

"I'm about to make you feel a hell of a lot better."

"Not like this."

I force my hand not to move, although I keep it right where it is. I look at her, prepared to argue with everything inside of me. "Thea?—"

"I want our first time to be together, Dom. I want you inside me. As good as this feels, I don't want to come without you."

"Undo my pants," I order, the words coming out like a growl. Few things can surprise me anymore, but fuck if Thea didn't just now.

"Here? We can't. We need?—"

"I need you to fucking come for me, Gorgeous. Whether that's with me inside you—which I prefer—or by my hand, the choice is yours, but it's going to happen right now and right here."

"I don't get a say in it?" she asks, sounding annoyed as hell.

"You get to come and decide if you're going to do it with me inside you."

"I've forgotten how freaking bossy you are, Dom."

"Baby, I haven't even started where you're concerned. Now, choose how you want to do this," I croon, letting my fingers slide against her clit again, rubbing the button in a circular motion. I'm rewarded when she gets even wetter. Fuck, she responds so easily to my touch.

"Do you have a condom?" she whimpers.

"I don't want anything between us," I grumble, realizing she has a point, but not liking it.

"Then we wait until you get tested," she responds, disappointment dripping in her words.

I keep one hand on her hip, holding her steady. With the other, I fish in my back pocket for my wallet. I take out the condom hidden inside and then throw it onto the seat. I hand it to her and smirk as her eyebrow pops up. "How long have you been carrying this?"

"Does it matter?"

"It looks new," she murmurs, sliding it between her leg and the palm of her hand.

"It is. I bought some when you agreed to spend time with me."

She brings the condom wrapper up to her mouth. "Wait. When we started to spend time together, it was as friends only," she says and the bites down on the foil package and rips it open.

"I knew what I wanted. I'd been dreaming about you since we had dinner together. The buying of the condoms was what you can call wishful thinking."

"I'll be pissed about all this later," she explains. "For now, I'm just going to be grateful. You will have to explain to your parents why we didn't make it to dinner."

"Just hurry and put the damn condom on me, woman."

She fucking giggles at my order. That's when I begin to see layers of Thea that I never knew existed. I literally moan as she unbuttons my pants and slowly moves the zipper down. My cock extends out, stretching, thankful to be free. She's lifted up enough so that her head has to bend down to avoid the roof of the truck. Her hand wraps around my cock. She tightly fists it and then pumps it slowly. It's both pleasure and hell.

"Commando. I should have known," she mutters, stroking me again.

"Fewer clothes to get in the way. You should make a note. From here on out, no panties."

"Not happening."

"We'll see," I murmur with a wicked grin. I've got so much I want to do to Thea and I'm going to enjoy it all.

"Quit trying to piss me off. You already have me worked up. I don't want to call a halt to everything."

"You could try, sweetheart, but I wouldn't let you," I warn, before I gather her dress up more and slide a hand under her dress and stretch it up across her stomach. I caress her soft, heated skin, loving how it feels beneath my touch. I move upward until I've pushed her bra up, shoving it out of my way. Her breast overflows my hand. The soft globe feels so fucking good my mouth waters with the need to suck it in my mouth. There's not enough room in this fucking truck to enjoy her like I want. I'm still not going to stop this, though. I'm too far gone. I have to have her. I can feel her nipple, hard and demanding against my palm as I knead her breast, milking it.

"Dom…" she moans as she slides the condom over my cock. I hiss as she gloves me up. The last thing I want is to be separated from her tight, hot cunt. I'll agree to it this time, but I'll be there before the clinic opens tomorrow to get tested. I don't want anything between us.

"Guide me inside you, Thea. Take my cock like a good girl."

I feel her body quake. Who would have thought that my beautiful Thea—who loves to be in control—would love giving into me so fully. I'm going to have fun testing her boundaries. Fuck, I'm pretty sure I'll never get enough of her. I'm so engrossed with the beauty on her face and the pleasure of pinching and teasing her hardened nipple that I'm completely taken by surprise when she slides down on my hard cock.

"Mm…" she moans, drawing out the sound as she settles down on me. She takes a deep breath and I feel her body tremor as the walls of her pussy tighten around me. Jesus, it feels so good. I'm not sure I'm going to last very long at all. It has been too long, and I've wanted her far too much.

"Motherfucker, Thea. You feel so good, so fucking tight. It's all I can do to keep from coming."

"Dom, I need more."

I take my free hand and bury it into her hair, wrapping it in my tight grip as I bring her mouth to mine. She opens immediately, allowing my tongue to slide inside. I groan as the taste of her explodes around me. The kiss is pure heat and fire. It moves through my bloodstream, bringing everything inside of me alive. I've never felt anything like it.

"I need you out of this dress," I groan as we break apart. She begins to move, and my eyes want to roll back in my head. It feels so good that I have to concentrate in order to not come like a one-pump-chump.

"Someone might see," she gasps. She looks at me, her body halting the movement that is bringing us both pleasure.

For a moment, I can't breathe. The thought of anyone but me seeing Thea being pleasured or coming—hell, anything we share together for that matter—fills me with white-hot anger. "No one sees you like this but me. Just me. Do you understand?"

"Dom—"

I grip her thighs and I know my hold is too much, but I can't seem to help it. Thea gasps in shock, squirming against my hold, which feels so good that I thrust up and use my hold to control her body.

"From this moment on, I'm the only motherfucker who gets to see you come. The only one to touch your body. You're mine."

"Dom, that's crazy. We don't?—"

"Say it, Thea. I want to fucking hear you admit that you're mine."

She keeps taking my dick, moving up and down on me. On each downward thrust, I grind her against me, making sure she gets exactly what she needs. Her breathing is ragged now. Her body flush with hunger and need. This woman is a fucking queen on top of me and I'll be damned if any other man gets this from her.

"Does the same go for you?" she asks. Each word she speaks breaks off in a puff of breath as I fuck her hard. I stop to look into her eyes. Hers are a darker than normal blue, that silverish color mixing with them so that they look almost charcoal gray. They're filled with desire. She's fucking spectacular.

"Are you asking me if I'm going to fuck around on you, Thea?" I grunt as I thrust into her sweet heaven again and she continues to ride me, taking everything I have to give her. The damn windows in the truck's cab have fogged over and for a moment I relish the thought that the outside world has ceased to exist. It's only me and her—that's it. It's also all I want.

"If you let other women touch you, then I'm not going to agree to?—"

I don't let her finish. There's no point. It should fucking scare me, but discussing having my dick in any woman but Thea right now disgusts me.

"I want you, Gorgeous. Just you. I'm not Raze or any other motherfucker who didn't appreciate you. I wouldn't have started this if I didn't know what I wanted, and that's just you."

My words are a vow. Sadly, I can see that she still has doubts. I know it is to be expected, given our history and what she knows about me with Gabby and Thomas. Although I can't change the past, I sure as hell can show her what I want for the future. I can become the man I want to be—the one I should have been all along.

"Good. For as long as we last, it better remain that way," she practically growls.

I love her attitude. I'm not going to lie either. Her little growl is sexy as fuck. Suddenly, however, I feel the need to make her purr. I reach up and take her hand. Her face shows confusion as I take control and move it between her legs. I guide her so the tips of her fingers press against her clit.

"Rub your sweet little cunt for me, sweetheart," I order.

"Oh, God…" she whimpers, her body trembling as her fingers massage her pussy. I lick my lips as I watch her face, and grab her breast again. Squeezing it harder this time, I'm rewarded with her moan. She moves her hand faster as I torture her nipple. It's stiff, yet soft at the same time. I want it in my mouth. I vow it will happen, and soon. As her pussy begins clenching my cock, choking it inside her, my balls grow heavy. "I'm going to come, Dom," she cries, as she rocks on my dick.

"Come for me, Thea. Give it to me," I demand, growling out my need. I feel her come apart and it fuels me on. I take over her movements by holding her body tightly. I thrust into her while slamming her down on me. I fuck her hard, grinding her against me with each downward glide. "You feel so fucking good," I praise. My eyes close as pleasure begins to overtake me, but I snap them open, looking at my beautiful woman. "Look at me, Gorgeous. I want you to watch me."

"Yes, God, yes," she pants.

"Can't wait to get rid of this damn condom. I'm going to fill your pussy so full of my cum that you'll be leaking out streams of it for weeks," I promise.

Perhaps in retaliation, my woman grinds down on my cock, tightening her hold on my cock and milking me. I want to hold out, but there's no way to resist her. She owns me and I have a feeling that's my new normal. I willingly surrender and hide nothing from her as I come, wishing like fuck this moment could last forever. "Thea," I whisper brokenly.

"Dom," she answers, bringing her face in close to mine. "I'm with you."

Her words sound like a vow. She couldn't know that those are words I feel like I've been waiting my whole life for someone to say to me—to make me feel like I was enough for them. She presses a hand against my face, her fingers skating along my jawline. "I'm with you," she repeats softly.

Does she know? Does she know how much I need those words?

Before I can do something stupid like beg her to never leave, I ravish her mouth and try to put everything I'm feeling but don't have the balls to say into our kiss.