8. Domino

8

DOMINO

I ’ve been awake for hours, my mind racing and my guy twisting up with guilt. How can I sleep knowing my precious woman is on the other side of the wall, hurting and littered with bruises because of me?

Calista doesn’t think it’s my fault, but she would never have been put in this position if it weren’t for me and the club drama. I failed to protect her once, but I’ll never let her down again.

My bedroom door opens slightly, the dim light from the hallway spreading over the carpet. Am I dreaming or is that Calista standing there? I watch as her silhouette glides across the room until she’s in front of me.

I scoot over and pull the blankets back, inviting her to join me. She silently crawls in, curling up against my bare chest and clinging to me with all her might. I cover us up and cradle my woman in my arms, not knowing why she’s here, just happy she felt safe and comfortable enough to seek me out.

“Is this okay?” she asks after a few moments.

“It’s more than okay,” I reassure her, gently brushing my fingers through her long brown hair. “I’ll always be here for you. Whenever you need me.” She nods and snuggles closer, almost like she’s afraid I’m going to disappear.

I’m not sure how long we stay like that, but eventually, Calista sighs and loosens her hold on me. We readjust so I’m on my back and my woman is resting her head on my shoulder while I keep her close with an arm curled around her hips. I continue lightly combing my fingers through her hair, then switch to stroking my fingertips across her soft, delicate skin.

“I’m not used to being alone,” Calista whispers. I pause my movements, then continue, silently encouraging her to tell me more. “My mom and I were always going somewhere exciting and staying with her friends or moving into a new boyfriend’s house. We even lived in a compound for a few months,” she says. I can hear the smile in her voice, but it’s tinged with sadness.

“That must have been difficult to adjust to new places all the time,” I say softly. She nods.

“I always knew my mom loved me. She still does. We’re best friends,” Calista is quick to say. “It’s not her fault, it’s mine.” I hate that she feels the need to justify her emotions and experiences, but I understand. It’s something we’ll work on together.

“Two things can be true at the same time,” I tell her. “It can be true that your mother loves you as much as possible, and at the same time, it can be true that your needs aren't met.”

Calista stills in my arms, barely breathing as she takes in my words. I’m worried for a second that I overstepped or said the wrong thing, but then she props herself up on my chest, looking me right in the eyes.

“I’ve never considered that,” she says, her head tilting to the side in the most adorable way. “I didn’t know what I needed from her, I guess. I just always felt… out of place. She longed for adventure and freedom, while I wanted stability and somewhere to call home. Maybe that’s why I wanted to be a real estate agent.”

“You’re home now,” I whisper, tucking a few strands of her silky hair behind her ear.

Cupping the back of her neck, I pull Calista closer to me, brushing my lips against hers. Her breath rolls over my skin, the sensation echoing throughout my body and making my cock twitch. I sip at her lips, coaxing her tongue to tangle with mine. Her hands slide up my bare chest, pulling a groan from deep within when she digs her nails into my skin. Christ, I can’t help but deepen our kiss, running my hands up her thighs and under the hem of the thin, oversized t-shirt of mine she’s in.

When I feel her bare ass, I tear my mouth away from hers and growl savagely. Calista lies back and rests her head against the pillow, closing her eyes. I dip my head down and kiss her neck, nipping and licking at the sensitive spot below her ear.

“No panties?” I grit out, trying not to lose my damn mind. Calista just showed me her heart, told me her story, and is now trusting me with her body. I need to reel it in and try not to maul her the second I put my mouth on her pussy.

“It’s not like I had any clean ones on hand,” my sassy girl replies.

I make some inaudible noise filled with lust, rolling my body against hers, mimicking what I so desperately want to do to her.

“I need you,” she whimpers. “I need you, Domino.”

"I've got you, baby girl. I'll give you everything." I roll Calista onto her back, holding myself above her with a hand on either side of her head. I stare down at my girl, her brown hair fanning out around her face, her shirt nearly torn off her body, and the silver moonlight highlighting her ample curves. "Calista…" I whisper, not quite believing she's actually here, offering herself to me.

She tries to cover herself up, mistaking my awed silence for disapproval. I remove her hands from her stomach and slowly inch my hand upward, tugging her shirt up and off so I can get a better view of this incredible woman. She gasps and parts her legs for me, allowing me to settle in between them.

“Um… shouldn’t you take some clothes off, too?” Calista grins, trying to be flirty, but I see the nervousness and hesitation in her eyes.

I smile back at her and kiss her cheek and temple before nuzzling into the side of her neck. “Not tonight, love. Tonight is about you.”

“What do you mean?”

I lift my head up and smirk at her, loving the adorably confused look on her face. “Let me show you.”

Before she can say anything else, I kiss the breath out of her lungs, only stopping when she pulls away to gasp for air. I kiss and nibble down her jaw, between her breasts, lower, lower, lower, leaving kisses over every inch of her body.

By the time I get to her juicy little cunt, Calista is writhing beneath me, her eyes closed, her head tilted back, her fists clenched around the sheets. I pry her legs open, guiding one over my shoulder and then the other.

“Jesus Christ,” I grunt, staring at her dripping pink folds. Her hard little clit is pulsing, begging for attention.

“Domino,” she moans, bowing her back off the mattress in an attempt to get me closer.

God, she’s strung so tight. Like she’s never come before in her entire life. I feel the frustration, adrenaline, and tension vibrate throughout her body. “Gonna take care of this pussy, Calista. Gonna make you feel so good,” I promise before taking my first taste.

I flatten my tongue and lick her from bottom to top, slowly, savoring every inch of her. I swirl the tip of my tongue over her clit, then suck it into my mouth. Calista lets go of the sheets, choosing to claw at my back instead. I fucking love it.

“What are you doing to me?” she gasps before letting out a loud, wanton moan. I rock my hips against the mattress, needing some sort of relief for myself. Fuck, she’s not the only one who’s aching right now.

I answer her question by thrusting my tongue into her pulsing channel, lapping up her sweet cream straight from the source. She twists beneath me, but I lay my forearm across her hips, pinning her down while I devour her little cunt.

I bring her right to the edge and keep her there. Her muscles draw up tight, her joints lock, and she sucks in a breath of air, her entire body frozen in place.

I scrape my teeth across her clit, and she comes like a fucking goddess on my tongue. Her juices coat my face as I suck and lick and fucking destroy her pussy. She’s shaking so hard I have to grip her hips to keep her in place. But I don’t stop. Not for a second.

Calista convulses beneath me as I growl into her cunt, pushing her deeper into her orgasm, making her feel all of it. A strangled cry leaves her lips as she comes again.

Her fingers tangle in my hair and she holds me as she fucks my face. Calista circles her hips, lost in her lust and pleasure. I’m lost in her. Completely consumed by her scent, her taste, her softness, and how she feels in my hands.

I lick her to a final, fierce, and trembling orgasm. She snaps her legs around my head as she reaches her peak, and then Calista goes completely limp, melting into the mattress. I jump off the bed and whip out my cock, stroking the fucker hard and fast.

“Calista,” I snarl, once again more animal than human.

“Domino,” she whimpers, following the motion of my hand with her eyes.

I lose my shit when she licks her lips. I grip my angry fucking cock and jerk myself off almost violently. Calista senses my need and spreads her legs for me, then cups her breasts, pushing them together.

Goddamn, how did I get so lucky?

I let go of every-fucking-thing and come on her tits and pussy. Rope after rope of my sticky release coats her skin, and damn, it has to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. My body moves on its own, my hands gliding over her heated skin, rubbing my cum into her, marking her like a beast.

Calista takes a shuddering breath and then grabs my hands, tugging me down on top of her. I take her lips in a wild, desperate kiss, then break it off to gasp for air. Rolling over on my back, I take my woman with me, draping her sweaty, cum-covered body over my chest. This is the most content and satisfied I’ve ever been.

“You okay?” I ask once we’ve both caught our breath.

“So good,” she sighs, snuggling into my side.

I kiss the top of her head and run my fingers up and down her spine. “Good,” I whisper into her hair.

After I’ve somewhat collected myself, I carefully slide out of bed and grab a washcloth from the bathroom, wetting it down with warm water. When I get back to bed, Calista is all but passed out. I smile to myself, knowing I wore her out and hopefully took her mind off of everything for a little bit.

I gently wipe her gorgeous body down, cleaning up our mess before tossing the cloth into the dirty laundry basket in the corner. Joining my perfect, sweet, sexy-as-hell woman bed, I curl my body around hers and bury my nose in her hair, breathing in her sweet, citrusy scent.

“Get some rest, baby,” I whisper before kissing the top of her head.

Calista mumbles something, already half asleep. I chuckle and hold her close, soaking up every moment of blissful peace.