Chapter 13

Chloe

My body jerks as Dom's skills launch me into a place I've never known. I'm reeling, my mind a swirl of nonsense thoughts and worry as he keeps pleasuring me.

You're messing around with Dom again . He's your boss, dammit. This is insane.

Still, it would be the biggest lie I've told if I said I didn't want this. Want him. Dom has stepped up to help me, even though he didn't need to, and he makes me feel more desired than I ever have in my life.

He hits my G-spot again as his hand rubs against my clit, and then Dom slides in another finger. My legs clamp down around his arm as I'm shot right to the brink.

God, the feel of him. It's incredible the things he can do to me, pulling sensations from my body that leave me simultaneously desperate for more and overloaded.

Arousal floods my walls as they squeeze Dom's fingers, and he pumps in and out of me in a perfect rhythm.

As I reach the precipice of my release, my eyes flutter open briefly to see the large erection barely contained by Dom's pants.

He'd been so concerned with taking care of me the last time that I didn't get to satisfy him. I don't want that. I don't want this to be one-sided.

Rolling slightly onto my side, I reach for Dom's pants as he continues to stroke me. His hand snaps to mine, halting me.

"This is about you, Chloe." He twirls his fingers, briefly knocking me out of my head.

But I regain my focus, and I go for him again.

"Please, Dom. I want to. I want you to—" He boosts his speed, and I moan, "Oh, fuck, Dom. Please. Let me make you feel this good."

He pauses, his eyes meeting mine as I stare up at him, pleading.

"Chloe."

"Dom, please. I want to. I'll…" I hesitate; I'm not used to being this vocal. "I'll enjoy it."

He doesn't say anything, but as I reach for his pants, he doesn't stop me this time. Dom's strokes start up again, and he fingers my clit in tiny circles that make my head spin.

As I get his fly down, I reach for his erection, silently marveling at the thick size. Pulling him out, I take him in my grip, moving up and down the velvety smooth length.

Dom's head falls back as he moans, thrusting slightly into my hand.

"Jesus, Chloe."

The way he arches into me and pumps his fingers faster lights me up. I'm enthralled by the way his edges soften when we're like this, and my impending orgasm ramps up again.

Shifting ever so slightly, I'm able to line my mouth up with his cock, and I wrap my lips around the head.

"Fuuuuck." Dom slides himself between my lips. "You feel so good, baby."

We find a rhythm, his fingers moving as my mouth slides up and down, and before I know it, I'm back to that maddening place where I'm starving for release.

I moan around his shaft, letting him sink in up to the hilt as he moves his attention to my clit, rubbing across it.

I'm slick and almost too overwhelmed by the sensations, but Dom's fingers don't stop. They move in slow circles as he builds me right up.

He rocks his hips as he fucks my mouth, losing himself to the feeling, and I can't deny the incredible euphoria of bringing this intimidating man to the brink.

He glides quickly across my tongue, testing how much I can take, and I let him have it. I've never done this for anyone else, not like this, and I feel strangely powerful as I use everything I have to get Dom off.

The pressure in my spine and core intensify, my oversensitive nerves going haywire. I moan as Dom thrusts, gripping his base tight before popping him out of my mouth to drag my tongue up the underside.

"You're incredible, Chloe." Dom thrusts his fingers inside me hard. "Come for me. Let me feel you squeeze around me."

He slams into me, rough and powerful strokes that blast me into another realm. I suck his cock back into my mouth, taking every inch of him.

Dom's hips flex, and I feel his shaft tense even more as his own release draws near.

"Oh, fuck, Chloe, yes. Such a good girl."

The praise sings through me like a ray of sunshine in the dark, and as Dom's fingers curl up to stroke the magic bundle of overworked nerves, I tip over the edge, coming so hard I see stars.

"That's it, baby. Come for me."

I can barely think as Dom pistons into my mouth, straining my jaw, but it's so damn good. He jerks, his fingers lacing through my hair as he bottoms out.

Warmth fills my mouth as he comes, and we both ride the wave of sensation until we're completely spent.

It's a moment before we can manage to move and rearrange our tussled clothes. Dom helps me slide everything back into place after he tucks himself away, and I collapse back onto the bed, shoving off my shoes.

"I'm so fucking tired now."

Dom laughs and the sound is pure and amazing. I smile up at him through lidded eyes.

"I bet. I'll let you get some rest." He leans over me, kissing me on the forehead. "Do you need anything?"

I look up toward my nightstand. "Nope. I've got water if I need it."

He smiles down at me, holding my eyes for a moment before he takes the side of my face, stroking his thumb across my lip.

"You're amazing, you know that?"

I smile, heat blooming through my cheeks, and then shake my head. "Nah."

"You are."

I can't hold the eye contact, but Dom is quick to lift my chin back up.

"I don't take compliments easily."

"Well, get better at it." He smirks. "I should go. But you can still call me if anything comes up. Okay?"

"Will do, boss."

We both laugh at that one because, damn, this really is a messy situation.

"All right. Just, you know, call. I can be here in, like, fifteen minutes."

I quirk a brow. "I don't want to know how that'd be possible, considering how far away you live."

Dom grins knowingly, and I roll my eyes.

"Lock the door behind me. And call."

Holding up my hands in surrender, I get up to walk him out. We get to the door, and we just stand there for a moment.

What the hell am I doing?

"Okay." He nods. "See you later."

"See ya."

Dom exits, and I lock the door behind him as requested. It's also just smart, so of course I do. Padding back to my bedroom, I slip under the covers and plug my phone in to charge.

I swipe it open, expecting to pull up the number for Opal and leave it on the screen, ready to dial, as a security measure.

But I notice that I have a text message, and I click it open.

This is Dom. Used your number from the employee file. Sorry. But now you have mine.

Rolling my eyes with a laugh, I save him to my phone.

"Dominick Shaw." I fill in the "Role" section. "Boss at Opal."

Laying the phone on my nightstand, I roll onto my back, staring at the ceiling like I usually do.

"Who you just fooled around with. Again. Who's also your brother's best friend." Closing my eyes, I exhale roughly. "Yeah, you're great at keeping things simple, Chloe. Just great."

But as much as I'm down to chastise myself, my smile won't go away. I'm happy, truly happy. And even if it's just for this one moment, I decide to let myself enjoy it.