“You’re trying to sell us off?” Isaac asks.
“I bet we could get a lot of money for you,” Natalie says, and smiles up at her husband. “Especially this one.”
“Plus, Dominic has the sexy Italian speak going for him. Chicks dig that,” I add, and wiggle in my man’s lap. He presses his lips against my ear.
“Keep moving like that, and I’ll need to find a private spot to fuck you silly,” he whispers.
And just like that, my girl parts are wide awake and completely sober.
My brain isn’t sober, but that’s okay.
“I’m so fucking drunk,” Stacy mutters, and rubs her nose on her husband’s shoulder vigorously. “And my nose always itches when I get drunk.”
“Then you’re not drunk enough,” Jules says with one eye closed.
“Why is your eye closed?” I ask her.
“It stopped working.”
“I think you’re drunk too,” I reply with a laugh, wiggling slightly in Dom’s lap and feeling him growl in my ear.
“You know what rhymes with drunk?” Sam asks. “Sex!”
“Nuh uh,” Meredith replies with a frown. “But fuck does!”
“Drunk and fuck do not rhyme,” Mark says with a surprised laugh.
“It’s closer than sex,” she says defensively.
“Everything rhymes with sex when you get to have it with an apa,” Jules says.
“Julianne,” Nate warns her.
“It’s true!”
“What’s that like, anyway? I’ve always wanted to know.”
“You can’t have sex with my husband.” Jules frowns for a second, then a smile spreads over her gorgeous face. “Well, maybe you can.”
“No,” Nate replies quietly, “she can’t. No offense, Alecia.”
“None taken.” I grin at the crazy-hot man. “You’re hot as fuck, though.”
“He really is,” Jules agrees happily. “And the apa…wow.”
“Will you get one?” I ask Dominic, just as he takes a sip of wine, and he immediately chokes.
“Fuck no.”
“Maybe I’ll have to find someone with one,” I say thoughtfully. “Just to give it a try.”
“That’s it.” Dominic stands with me in his arms and doesn’t even set me down as he begins to stalk out of the tent.
“Where are we going?” I look over his shoulder and see the others laughing and watching us leave. I wave happily and they all wave back.
They’re so friendly.
“I’m going to teach you a lesson, tesoro.”
“A lesson?” I giggle and bury my nose in his neck, breathing him in. “I’m kind of dizzy.”
We pass by the barn. I can hear voices, heavy breathing and Meg giggling.
“I think we found Meg and Will,” I whisper into Dom’s ear, as he hurries past.
“Merde, I didn’t need to ever hear that,” Dominic grumbles, making me giggle more. He strides around the store building, where I stood a few hours ago with Jules and Natalie, sets me on my feet, and pins me against the wall.
“I dare you,” he begins with fire in his bright blue eyes, “to say again that you’re going to go find another man to fuck.”
“Um, it was a joke, babe.”
His eyes narrow and his nostrils flare, and I know I’m in big trouble.
“Are you jealous?” I ask incredulously.
“Not usually,” he says. “I’m not the jealous type, but what’s mine is mine, Alecia. And you’re mine. What I have with you, I don’t want with anyone else. You’re all I fucking think about.”
He’s gathering my skirt in his hands until it’s bunched around my waist, and he slips his finger inside the elastic of the crotch of my panties and brushes the lips of my *, making me gasp.
“Dom!”
“That’s right.” He bites my lower lip, then soothes it with his tongue and pushes his finger farther into my panties. “Me. I’m the only one who can touch you here, or anywhere. This is mine.”
With those words, his finger slips inside me deeply and he presses against that spot that he knows so intimately, sending me up onto my tiptoes.
“Holy fuck,” I whisper.
He wraps his free arm around my waist, pulling me flush against him as he finger-fucks me, dragging his palm against my clit in the process, making me fucking crazy.
“I’m going to come,” I whimper, but he pulls his hand away.
“Not yet,” he growls.
“Hey!”
But before I can say anything more, he spins me around, bends me over, and shoves my panties aside, while I hear the zipper lower on his slacks and he’s suddenly slamming inside me. I have to brace my hands on the building for leverage as he fucks me hard and fast. His breath is harsh, his hands almost bruising on my hips.
I bite my lip, but I can’t be quiet as he fucks me unlike he ever has before. It’s primal. Rough.
Fucking amazing.
He leans over me and groans, presses his lips to my ear and whispers.
“You. Are. Mine. This is mine. Don’t ever forget that, tesoro.”
I push back on him and grin when I make him groan, but suddenly his fingers are pressing on my clit as he fucks me hard, and that’s all I can take. I come brutally, biting my own arm so as not to cry out, spasming around him.
“That’s right,” he says and pushes in me twice more before he stills and surrenders to his own climax, resting his forehead on my back.
Finally, he slips out of me and turns me to face him. He cups my face tenderly in his hands and kisses me gently, but when he pulls back, his eyes are no less fierce.
“Mine.”
Chapter Fourteen
Dominic
She’s fucking magnificent.
“I want six men at the parking lot,” Alecia says as she paces back and forth across my back patio. She’s holding every one of the twenty four men’s rapt attention. Her voice is sharp and no-nonsense. Her back straight. Her eyes hard.
I’ve never seen anything like her in my life.
“I was planning on four,” Derek, my head of security, replies. Derek is a former Army ranger, six-foot-five and built like a fucking brick house.
Alecia doesn’t even bat an eye.