10. Domino

10

DOMINO

“ T hat’s fucked up,” Diesel says as soon as we sit down in our designated booth at Gracie May’s Diner. “You think they were stalking her?”

I sit across from him while Jett joins me on my side of the booth. “I wish I would have figured it out sooner,” I growl under my breath. “Then I never would have put Calista in this situation. She never would have gotten hurt.”

“It’s not your fault,” Jett responds as he opens up the menu. We always get the same thing but he likes to pretend he might try something new. Not likely.

“That’s what Calista said, too.”

“Sounds like a smart woman,” Diesel says.

“Hi there,” the waitress greets us, her voice more than a little timid.

I look up, not recognizing the woman. That explains why she’s a bit uneasy. It must be intimidating to serve men like us. All the usual staff are used to the Deviant Souls and they know we mind our manners and tip well. Jett, Diesel, and I have to make a good impression on the new girl.

“What can I get y’all to drink?” she asks with a little more confidence.

“Beers all around,” I say, keeping my voice even and calm. “Thank you,” I add. I’ve never cared much how I come across to others, but Calista has changed everything about me for the better. I can sense the new waitress is shy, and I know I have the power to either intimidate or protect.

“I’m ready to order,” Diesel says without looking up from the table. “Double bacon cheeseburger with a side of fruit.”

I can’t help but chuckle when the waitress blinks a few times in confusion. I’ll never get used to Diesel’s lunch order either. He gets a heart attack on a bun and then follows it up with grapes and cantaloupe. Strange man, but he’s got a good heart. Metaphorically speaking, anyway.

“What?” Diesel asks, narrowing his eyes at me. “I’ve got to maintain my figure.”

The woman taking our order laughs, making Jett look up from his phone. He stares right at her with such intensity I wonder if he’s having a fucking stroke. I nudge him with my elbow, but he doesn’t move, every muscle in his body tense.

“Um, so what can I get you?” she asks Jett, her brows furrowing the longer she looks at him.

When the idiot doesn’t say anything, I kick him under the table.

“Ah!” he grunts, glaring at me over his shoulder. “I, uh, I… I’m Jett.”

The woman barely suppresses a grin, looking down at her notepad as a slight blush spreads across her cheeks. “What can I get for you, Jett?”

A beat of silence passes, and then another. I can’t stand it any longer so I finally speak up. “He always gets a chicken melt with fries. I’ll take the club sandwich and a side of the house-made chips.”

She nods and thanks me before turning and heading back to the kitchen.

“What the hell was that?” Diesel asks before I get the chance to.

“What? Who…?” Jett trails off, his eyes still following our waitress’ every movement.

I get it. I had no idea what the fuck hit me when I first met Calista. While I want my friend to find the kind of happiness I have with my woman, I need to make sure Calista is safe. Then I’ll help him not make a fool of himself next time he sees her.

“I asked you guys to come here because I’m not sure if the clubhouse is bugged or if we have a traitor in our midst. All I know is that I trust you both.”

Jett nods along with Diesel, and I know they’re both paying attention now. It’s true, these men are my closest friends. They more than proved their loyalty when it came to cleaning up the Deviant Souls and getting rid of the trash. I don’t have a Vice President yet, but I can easily see either of them stepping into that role soon.

We come up with a plan of action for tracking Zeke and his loyal band of assholes. There are four that we know of so far, but I have no doubt they're gathering more numbers.

Diesel works wonders with anything having to do with engineering and electronics. That’s why he does an amazing job running our auto shop. He also has a side hustle repairing computers and some light hacking if the occasion calls for it.

“I bet I can comb through the footage we have and old shop records to find their bikes and individual serial numbers for parts. I can use that to track down where they are and retroactively fit a listening device–”

“I believe you and trust that you know far more about that shit than I do,” I tell him, saving everyone from a long-winded explanation.

The three of us work out the details and have our missions for the next few days. Good. I have one more stop after this and then I’m headed straight home to my Calista. I don’t think I can stand to be away from her much longer.

An hour later, I pull into my driveway and leap off my bike, desperate to see those sparkling green eyes and hold her curvy little body in my hands. When I open the front door, I'm greeted by the most stunning woman smiling at me.

As soon as the door clicks shut, Calista throws herself in my arms. I catch her like I always will. She hugs me tight, her body melting into mine the longer we're touching.

“Were you waiting for me, beautiful?” I whisper into the shell of her ear, loving the way she trembles at my words.

Calista nods. “As soon as I heard your bike…” she trails off as her hands wrap around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. I gladly open up for her, breathing her in as I consume every ounce of lust and longing I taste on her lips.

“Did the sound of my bike get you all worked up?” I ask, my voice deep with desire.

“Mmhm,” is all she says before biting my bottom lip and looking up at me with a mix of playfulness and lust. I indulge her in another drugging kiss, because how can I not? I easily lift Calista and carry her down the hall, my lips never leaving hers.

Setting my gorgeous girl down next to my bed, I tuck a few strands of her chocolatey hair behind her ear, needing to see her face clearly in this moment. Calista’s green eyes bore into mine. She’s giving me her heart and soul, begging me to take care of them. I will. I so fucking will. Forever.

“Show me, Domino,” Calista murmurs. “Show me how much your words mean. Show me what it means to be yours. My beautiful, brave, vulnerable goddess grabs the hem of her t-shirt and lifts it up her body, revealing her soft flesh to me.

I pull her shirt the rest of the way off and kiss a trail down her neck, gently avoiding any sore spots while still letting her know I love every part of her. I nip and kiss her shoulders before undoing the clasp of her bra. Her gorgeous breasts are bare before me and my mouth waters at the sight of them. I trace my fingers over her mounds, memorizing every curve. I weigh them in my hands and brush her dusky pink nipples with my thumbs.

“Perfect,” I murmur.

Dipping my head to her chest, I take her breast into my mouth, sucking and flicking her nipple with my tongue. She gasps and arches her back, giving me better access. Calista moans and I suck her harder, taking more of her into my mouth.

I pull back and she whimpers. I smile down at her before placing open-mouthed kisses along her jaw and down her neck, scraping my teeth on her collarbone and licking between the valley of her breasts.

Kneeling before her, I nip at the sensitive underside of her breasts, earning me a moan as she bucks her hips and steadies herself by placing her hands on my shoulders. I hook my thumbs in her shorts and panties, slowly sliding them down her thick thighs, prolonging our torture.

She steps out of the last scraps of fabric and I sit back on my heels to admire the stunning creature before me. We’ve been intimate over the last few days, but we both know this is something more. Something deeper. Not only will we be connected in every single way physically, but I know this is it for me. Once I have her, I’m never letting my woman go.

“Do you trust me, Calista?”

I look up into her eyes, willing her to give herself to me fully, reminding her that she’s already mine. She nods. “I trust you,” she confirms. “I just… What if I’m bad at it? I’ve never…”

I groan and kiss her soft belly before sitting back on my heels and looking into her big, vulnerable green eyes. “I know you’re untouched. I fucking love that. It’s been so damn long for me. I don’t remember anyone before you, sweet girl.”

“I trust you, Domino,” Calista repeats. God, her words are my undoing.

I waste no time in getting closer, nuzzling my nose in her soft curls and breathing her in. I can’t help the growl that escapes my lips. “ Mine ,” I say as I help her lay down on the bed, her legs still dangling over the edge.

Lifting one leg over my shoulder and then the other, I grip her hips to keep her in place and run my nose along the seam of her pussy. I blow hot air over her juicy folds and feel her tremble in my hands. My tongue dips into her soaking wet entrance and up, up, up to her tight ball of nerves.

“Oh, fuck, Domino…” she cries out, clenching her thighs together when I circle her clit again and again.

Grunting at her unbridled pleasure, I lick her in one long stroke. “I can’t…” Again, I lick her from her pulsing entrance up to her clit. “I can’t get enough,” Another forceful stroke of my tongue pushes through her folds, pulling whimpers from deep within her.

I spear my tongue into her hole, sipping her sweet nectar straight from the source. Massaging the walls of her velvet pussy, I get lost in her scent, her taste, her essence as it gushes over my lips, dripping down my chin. I find her clit and circle around the outside, not quite giving her what she needs.

“Ohmygod, Domino, please …” Calista rotates her hips, trying to get me to touch her where she needs me. I place my other hand over her tummy, spreading out my fingers and pinning her in place.

I withdraw my hand completely and look up at her, depriving her of my touch altogether. She whimpers in frustration.

“Take what I give you, do you understand?” She nods. “Good girl. I’ll always give you what you need.”

I dive back into her addictive pussy. Just being away from her sweet heat for a few seconds was pure torture. I devour her, spreading her open for me by making a V with my pointer and middle fingers, framing her succulent clit, ripe for the taking.

I swirl my tongue around her little button, tracing patterns and switching between feather-soft licks and hard, forceful licks. Calista writhes beautifully under me as I continue my assault.

I move my fingers to her entrance, slipping one finger into her tight channel.

“ Domino,” she shouts as she fists the sheets in her hands.

I pump my digit in and out of her, curling my finger to massage her most sensitive spot. I thrust two fingers inside of her and watch as she shakes and jerks her hips up at the invasion. Leaning back a bit, I watch my fingers move in and out of her as she rides my hand. Fucking beautiful.

She’s so close, I feel her muscles tense, her pussy pulsing around me. Her body is strung tight, vibrating with tension as I wind her up with each pump of my fingers.

“Ohmygod, ohmygod, Domino, I… Ohmygod…”

She can barely form words as she reaches her peak, her breathing becoming more and more erratic.

“I’ve got you, baby girl. Come for me. Come all over my face, god, I need you to come for me, Calista.”

I lean back down and suck her clit into my mouth, massaging it with my tongue. I bite down on her hard nub and she explodes on my hand, gushing and thrashing and crying out my name. I replace my fingers with my tongue and lap up wave after wave of wetness as her pussy convulses and she rides out her high.

I rub her clit again and again in continuous, steady circles.

“I can’t, Domino. It’s too much,” she whimpers.

“Not enough, love. Come for me again. I need it. Need to see one more.”

I pump two fingers inside of her again, her pussy still throbbing and swollen from her first orgasm. I’m mesmerized by her soft, pink folds, glistening with her need. She’s so fucking wet, my fingers glide easily in and out of her, stretching her and preparing her for my huge cock.

Soon, Calista tenses up against my hand and I know she’s on edge.

“That’s it, baby girl. Let go for me. I’ve got you.”

I curl my fingers up to hit her G-spot and press down on her clit with my thumb and she spasms around my hand, every muscle in her body clenching before her great release.

“Oh, fuck! Domino, Domino, Domino…” she chants as she floats back down to earth. I stare at her, soaking in every facial expression, every curve of her body, every bounce of her gorgeous tits as she trembles before me.

I remove my fingers from her and circle her nipples, covering her in her sweet honey before licking it off her breasts. I work my way up her chest, nipping and kissing the graceful curve of her neck, relishing in the slightly salty taste of her skin from the thin sheen of sweat covering her body. I love that I put it there, made her sweat, made her moan and shake.

Finally, my lips graze the delicate shell of her ear.

“Fucking beautiful. Love watching you fall apart for me.”

Calista’s breathing finally returns to normal. Her brilliant eyes flutter open, making me groan when I see the lust still burning there.

Good.

I’m not done with her. Not by a long shot.

“No fair,” she pouts, sitting up to tug on my shirt. “You’ve seen all of me, but I’ve hardly seen any of you.”

I grin at her, loving her eagerness. “As you wish, my love. Anything you want.”

I crawl off the bed and pull my shirt over my head. Calista props herself up on her elbows to watch me. I've never been insecure about my looks. I don't consider myself a vain person, but when Calista looks at me, I wonder what she thinks.

I start on the button of my jeans as she sits up on the bed. My pants drop to the ground and I hook my thumbs in my boxers. Calista gets up on her knees and walks to the edge of the bed to where I’m standing. Before I can take my underwear off, she places her hands on my chest.

I stare down at her, my skin burning under her touch. Her eyes glide over my chest, arms, and stomach, following the path with her fingertips. She finds an old scar on the left side of my ribcage. Calista bends down and kisses the raised skin. It's the sweetest gesture and I feel myself falling even more in love with her.

Her fingers continue their survey of my body, and I let her. It's all hers.

She finds another scar on my right shoulder. It’s a bullet wound I got while on one of my first missions. Her eyebrows knit together in concern but she doesn’t ask questions. She simply accepts me as I am, scars and all.

Calista places a tender kiss on the scar and continues tracing kisses over my chest until she gets to my heart. I know she can feel it pounding in my chest, every beat pulsing with need, desire, and love.

She kisses my chest, over my heart. "Mine," she whispers into my skin before resting her forehead there. I am overwhelmed by her love, her sweet, tender touches, and her soft exploration. I place two fingers under her chin and tilt her head up to meet mine before brushing my lips on hers.

She opens immediately for me and I dive into her soft mouth. Her hands move up my chest and around my neck, tangling in the hair at the back of my head as she tugs me closer, trying to devour me.

Suddenly she pulls away from me and I follow her like a magnet, drawn to her light, her touch.

Her hands glide back down my body and she pulls at my underwear. I let her undress me and watch her face as my cock springs into view. Calista reaches out to stroke me and I almost lose it right there. I gently circle her wrist with my fingers and pull her hand away. She raises an eyebrow in question.

“I’m going to lose it right fucking now if you touch me again, but I want to be inside of you when that happens.”

“Oh…” she says with a gulp. I gently lay her back down on the bed and step out of my boxers before crawling over her.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby girl. So perfect. So mine .” My eyes sweep over her body and I can’t believe all of this is for me.

I dip my head down and kiss her, sucking her tongue into my mouth and stroking it with mine. We break for air and I lick down her throat, feeling her pulse race under my tongue. I reach down and drag a finger through her slit, collecting her juices and checking her readiness.

“So wet for me, love.”

She nods, her eyes glazed over with lust. I trace my fingers over her lips, rubbing her honey across her soft skin before licking and kissing it off. She moans, the sound going straight to my dick. My dirty girl likes it.

I reach down again and gather more of her sweet cum, rubbing it on my aching cock in long strokes. I line myself up to her entrance and gaze into her captivating green eyes, searching for any doubts or worries.

“Are you ready for me, love?”

She nods.

“I need your words. I need to hear you say it.”

“I want you, Domino. Please, I’m ready for you. I want to be yours completely.”

Her confession does me in. I growl and push the head of my cock into her tight, hot pussy. “I’ll be gentle, love. I promise. You’re safe with me,” I comfort her. I know it’s going to hurt, and I hate that thought. But I love knowing I’ll be the one to make it better.

“I know. I’m ready, please, please, Domino. I ache for you.”

Fuck. That’s all I need to hear. I push myself further into her, bottoming out in one long thrust. She whimpers and clings to me, squeezing her eyes shut as a single tear escapes. My heart clenches knowing I caused her pain. I kiss her tear away and nuzzle her neck.

“Thank you, love. Thank you for giving me this precious gift.” I whisper into her soft, warm skin. “Are you okay?” I lean back and search her face.

“I’m so full. I love being connected to you like this.” I feel her squeeze her pussy around my girth and I almost come right then.

“Fuck, baby girl, you feel so incredible. Love having you wrapped around me, love filling you up.” My cock twitches, pre-cum no doubt leaking out into her pussy. “I have to move. Are you okay?” I ask again. I might die if I don’t start moving, but I’d happily die right here if she wasn’t ready.

She moves her hips in answer to my question, wriggling beneath me.

I growl and pull out of her slowly. Looking down, I see the evidence of her virginity smeared on my cock, blood mixing with her cum. I grow impossibly harder as I ease back into her.

Setting a steady pace, I pump in and out of her, watching her perfect pussy stretch and swallow me each time. It’s so damn hot I never want to look away. At the same time, I need to see Calista’s face, need to gaze at her gorgeous body, need to see and suck and fuck and feel every inch of her. I want all of her, and I want it right now.

I pull my gaze away from where we are joined and look into her eyes. I see the same need in her, the need to possess every inch, to wring out every ounce of pleasure from our bodies.

She leans up and kisses me, biting my lip and dragging it through her teeth. I growl and thrust into her harder. She moans and drags her fingernails down my back.

“Fuck yes. Mark me, make me yours.”

“Ye-yes, yes, oh fuck…” She moans as I angle my hips to hit her sweet spot. “More… I need…”

She doesn’t even finish her thought before I lean back on my heels and throw one of her legs over my shoulder and then the other. The new angle takes me deeper, makes her tighter, squeezing my dick in a sweet torture. I thrust into her again and again, folding her in half.

“Jesus, fuck, Calista, fuck, you feel so good, baby.”

“Domino! Oh yessss…” Her head thrashes back and forth as her mouth drops open in a silent scream.

I plunge into her again and again. She’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before, it’s overwhelming. Her eagerness to open up to me, to take whatever I give her, to trust me completely with her body. It’s everything.

I feel so goddamn good as the tingle in my spine starts, hurtling me toward an orgasm. I'm almost afraid of when it hits.

“Domino, I…. Oh, god,” she gasps for air, “I’m…”

She’s shaking and pulsing, her muscles taut and strained.

“That’s it, love, I’ve got you.”

I pick up my pace, chasing our release, needing it while at the same time never wanting this to end. I reach down and rub her clit furiously, needing her to get there before I do.

“Ah, ah, ah, fuck, fuck !” Calista pants as she meets me thrust for thrust.

“Come all over my big fat cock, Calista. Let me feel that pussy pop.”

I pinch her clit and feel her walls snap around my dick, squeezing me painfully in the best possible way. Calista screams and gushes all over me. I drop her legs back down to either side of my hips and lean over her again, swallowing her moans and cries of ecstasy.

I pound into her, our juices flowing and making obscene sounds as our bodies collide together again and again. I still inside of her as my cock swells. Roaring my release, wave after wave of cum pours out of me. I continue to thrust as I empty myself inside her. Calista comes again, one orgasm rolling into another as we throb and pulse together, our bodies dripping in sweat.

I collapse, rolling onto my side and pulling her with me. We’re both gasping for air and shaking. She’s incredible.

“Goddamn, Calista. Just… goddamn.” I lean down and kiss the top of her head. When she doesn’t say anything or look up at me, I panic. “Are you okay? I wasn’t gentle. Fuck, I said I’d be careful. Please forgive me…”

Calista tilts her head up and kisses me, cutting me off mid-sentence.

“I’m more than okay, Domino. I feel perfect. Complete. I have no words.” She buries her head in my chest, relief washing over me. “Thank you,” she whispers.

I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight. This feels like home. I didn’t know what I was missing or how lonely I was until this angel showed up and breathed new life into me. I stroke her back, tracing circles and patterns into her soft skin. She rests her cheek on my chest, her breath tickling across my skin.

“I’ve got you,” I murmur, already feeling her body go limp. A few seconds later, my sweet girl is sound asleep, her naked body draped over mine. I smile and pull the covers over us, curling my body around hers and following her into a warm, fuzzy, satiated sleep.