HIDDEN WITNESS 4: DOMINIC'S STORY

by Posey Parks

  “Baby, the food will be here shortly.”

  “Tell the guards to handle it.” She licked her lips flashing a seductive smile.

  I shot a text to one of the guards then focused on Carmen.

  She stroked my dick then licked the precum from the tip. Her warm mouth slid down my cock. My head dropped forward.

  “Shit, babe.”

  “Um, you taste so good. I can’t wait for you to cum on my tongue,” she moaned.

  Her hands twisted in a circular motion around my cock as her tongue ran under the head.

  “Fuck, Carmen.” I gripped her ponytail. “Remove your hands,” I growled.

  She did as she was told, resting her hands on my waist.

  Intently I watched as my cock slid in and out of her sexy mouth.

  “It’s coming, Carmen.”

  Our eyes locked. My cum shot down her throat.

  My head dropped back. “Carmen,” I roared.

  I peered into her eyes. She smiled and swallowed. Carmen kicked off from the wall and back stroked across the pool.

  ∞

  We laid a blanket on the sand. Carmen placed our dinner containers on the blanket. Barefoot, we sat next to each other admiring the star lit sky over the ocean.

  “I love the beach. When you are a Floridan that’s mainly what you do, swim and lay out on the beach. Did you hang out at the beach when you were a kid?”

  “Yeah, we have a beach home in Ocean City, NJ. Every year my family and I watched the fireworks until…”

  She peeked at me slipping a forkful of salad into her mouth.

  “Until?”

  “Dillon passed away.” I stared at the waves. “Still hard to wrap my mind around that he’s back. Next year, we should get our families together and watch the fireworks in Ocean City.”

  “That sounds spectacular.” She grinned.

  She slid a forkful of salad into my mouth.

  “Despite the craziness that sometimes takes place in our lives, I loved being your girlfriend and now your wife.”

  Gripping her neck, I pulled her lips into mine. “I love these fucking lips.” I trailed sweet kisses down her cheek along her neck. “This neck.”

  I palmed her ass with my free hand. “Carmen, I love everything about you. Even your obsession with research.”

  She chuckled. I felt her vocals against my mouth.

  “Well than I know its true love.”

  “It sure is, baby.”

  CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN

  DOMINIC

  I moisturized Carmen’s skin after our shower.

  She sat on the bed legs spread, staring down at me on my knees as I covered her feet in body butter.

  My damp hair dangled in my face. Carmen pulled the corner of her lip into her mouth.

  “I’m married to Mr. Sexy.”

  I chuckled. “Well than I guess that means I’m married to Mrs. Sexy.”

  She laughed hysterically.

  “I guess you’re right.”

  Her smile dropped. “Dominic, please don’t make me wait for it. While I was alone at my apartment I…”

  “What?”

  “Played with myself.”

  “Carmen, I told you, you are not to play with yourself anymore.”

  “Babe, I know, but you released my hungry sex crazed monster. All I want is your cock. I envisioned us making love while I came.”

  My forehead creased and I clenched my one good fist. “Carmen.”

  She slid into my lap, gripping my shoulders. Carmen planted wet kisses along my chest and neck. “Now we are here in this beautiful villa. On our second honeymoon.”

  She smiled brighter than I’d ever seen her smile.

  “Fuck, if you only knew what you do to me.”

  “Besides drive you crazy.”

  I smiled. “Yeah, well there’s that fact. On the bed and lay back.”

  Gliding my fingers along her golden-brown skin, my cock jumped. I slid her legs over my shoulders. I kissed her inner thigh. My nose grazed her mound. “Thoughts of tasting your pussy has consumed me lately. I had to walk away from you last night, because I was ready to throw you against the wall in my room and fuck you good. I believe ‘I loved you’ were your words.”

  Carmen squeezed my forearms. “Stop torturing me.”

  I blew on her clit. “You deserve to be tortured. How could you forget how crazy I am without you? Do you not remember how I could barely function without you?”

  My tongue slipped around her clit and her pussy slammed against my greedy fucking lips.

  “I was addicted to this delicious pussy.” My eyes met hers. “At the time I only tasted you a handful of times.”

  Standing on my knees, my thumb circled her clit, and I held her gaze. “Woman you are my fucking undoing. I told you, Carmen, when we first met. I’d break you all the way down,” I stated through clenched teeth still stroking her clit.

  “Oh, fuck,” she cried, tears streaming down her face. Her fingernails tearing into my skin. I fucking loved it.

  “I chose you as my wife, Carmen. We had this discussion in the library. There’s no walking away. You agreed to be mine to walk through the flames with me.” I licked her soak and wet clit.

  “Yes, baby, I remember,” she shivered in my grip.

  “I-I am yours. Only yours. I couldn’t leave you. I just needed time to think, Dominic.”

  I halted my movements and leaned over her. “Look at me.”

  Her eyes jerked making contact with mine. “Think about what? How your body belongs to me? How your heart only fucking beats for me? I almost killed an innocent man. All so my wife could have a time out. Babe, this is a marriage. A motherfucking union till death do us part. No fucking man in his right mind will ever lay a fucking hand on you if he knows what’s good for him.” I caressed her face. “It’s me and you baby. Other women don’t interest me. You are my one true love, Carmen.” I planted feathered kisses along her belly.

  “Dominic, I don’t know how to be without you,” she wailed.

  “I’m afraid to lose you.” Her soft fingers stroked my stubbled cheek.

  I understood now. She never wanted to leave me. She didn’t know how to deal with the possibility of losing me. Shit. I was a dangerous man. And lately I’ve been in a few dangerous situations. I never thought about it from her point of view.

  “Scoot up toward the head of the bed.”

  My hand was throbbing. I needed to put on that stupid brace. I laid at her side pulling her into my arms.

  “It probably wasn’t fair of me to pursue you and make you mine. But I fucking wanted you. Shit, Carmen, I plotted and patiently waited until you came back to me. I asked you to join me in my world. A world of death and destruction. No one is promised tomorrow. That shit Marco and I did could come back to haunt us.” I marveled her face. “If something were to happen to me, I need you to go on and live your life.”

  She shook her head. “No! Not with another man. I’ll live my life by burying myself in my work. You are my one and only love. My first and…my…last.” Tears swelled in her eyes.

  My forehead fell upon hers. I shifted her body to the side and draped her leg over mine. Our lips connected as I slid inside her warm, tight, delectable pussy. Our lips parted and our eyes were one.

  Our fingers and lips tangled.

  “Try not to leave me any time soon. Please. It would truly break me.”

  “Fuck, baby, I’ll always try my hardest to return to you.”

  Our union was finally cemented. She fully understood our connection. Each time my cock slammed into her G-spot her body shuddered. I released our fingers and caressed her breasts then her face. “Mia bella, Carmen.”

  Her head fell back against the pillow and her body went limp as she rode out her orgasm. Separating us only for a second, I stood on my knees and placed her shaky legs against my shoulders. I drove into her pussy pulsating around my dick trying to get me to come.

  Fuck! I couldn’t come just yet. My lips
and fingers caressed her legs.

  “Dominic, it feels so good.” Her fingers traced along the hair trailing to my cock. Thumbing her clit, I smiled as she bit into her lip, drawing blood. She appeared to be in another dimension.

  I circled inside her until her body betrayed her again. “Fuck, baby, I’m coming.” Repeatedly, my balls slapped her ass as I plunged into the best pussy, I ever had in my fucking life. I slammed my good hand against the headboard and my eyes hooded.

  “Carmen,” I roared through gritted teeth as I stilled into her. She screamed out my name in pleasure. Falling upon her, I captured her lips. “I love you, so much.”

  Her eyes smiled. “And I love you.”

  I carried Carmen into the bathroom and sat her on the sink.

  “Dominic, I can manage. Let me take care of you. Your hand is turning blue and purple.”

  I glanced at my fucked up hand. “Ok, I’ll wash you up first.”

  She smiled. “I love the way you take care of me. But allow me to be a good wife and reciprocate.”

  “Thanks, babe.”

  She kissed my lips as I held the warm wash cloth against her swollen lower lips.

  “After I place your brace on your arm, I could ride your fat cock.” Her tongue slipped along my neck.

  “Um, your juicy, swollen lips say otherwise. Carmen, we are on our second honeymoon. I’ll be happy to watch you ride my dick all day tomorrow.” I grinned.

  Carmen laughed. “Ok, you win. Come on, I am grabbing one of your button-down shirts to wear to bed.”

  “Nope.” I pulled her into my arms as we walked toward my suitcase. “I’d much rather you walk around naked.”

  “How about I leave the shirt unbuttoned.”

  My eyebrow rose. “Actually, that would be sexy.”

  She smiled, running her fingers through her thick hair. I bit my lower lip and smacked her ass.

  “Good thing we worked out our marriage sooner rather than later because you got off easy due to my bum hand. If it had time to heal and we would have, oh say made up in two weeks. I would have fucked you until the next day.”

  She massaged my jaw. “Bum hand and all your going to work hard on this second honeymoon. You have to make up for leaving me.”

  “The car isn’t enough?”

  She peeked at me and her eyes widened. “You said that was our car.”

  “Nope that’s your car. I’ll drive it sometimes. We’ll break it in on the highway back to San Jose.”

  She turned to me and her fingers glided through my hair. “Thank you, babe.” Her tongue slipped between my lips.

  “I have gotten rather attached to the car. Happy we are keeping it.”

  “Good.” I raised my finger. “On second thought, I will let you ride my cock. Reverse cowgirl style. I want to watch your pussy slide up and down my cock from behind. Fuck, that will be a sexy sight.”

  Carmen clamped the brace on to my arm. “Hop in, baby.”

  I sat my back flush against the headboard. Carmen sat in my lap. Her back faced me. I slid my tongue over her shoulder blade and slipped my fingers through her folds. “Bend over,” I whispered.

  She leaned on her forearms. I licked her pussy, then bit her caramel ass cheek. “Swallow my dick, Carmen.”

  Her pussy sat on the tip then slowly made my cock disappear. It was fucking fantastic. My toes curled. Carmen increased her speed, moaning, gripping my shins. The way her ass bounced up and down my dick. Shit, I didn’t want her to stop. Fuck, surfing tomorrow. She’d be riding my cock all day. Gripping her hip, I plunged into her. Her pussy slid up and down, clenching my dick. “Cum, Carmen. I’m trying to hold on.”

  I blinked twice and her body shuddered and she creamed all over my cock.

  “Dominic, Dominic, yes!”

  My head thudded the head board as her ass slid along my finger tips and I came.

  CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

  DOMINIC

  A week later, we drove back home. My wife was relaxed and a smile was plastered on her face. We enjoyed the massages, golf, surfing, and eating on the beach every night.

  I could barely keep my cock out of her pussy to study upon returning. We were newlyweds and enjoying every minute. Carmen returned to work. She needed to prepare her research for the move to New Jersey. She kept her birth control ring a secret from her employer. Her goal was to test the product between her two labs. She decided for now her second lab would be located in Vegas.

  I passed the Bar Exam in California, New York and New Jersey.

  We celebrated by inviting my brother and his wife over for a cookout at our new house. Carmen wrung her hands, walking back and forth in our oversized living room. Four large crystal chandeliers hung from the cathedral ceiling.

  “What if they don’t like me?” She paced.

  “Then that’s their problem.” I pulled her into my arms. “Have a glass of wine. It will take the edge off.”

  “Good idea.”

  The doorbell rang.

  “Oh my god, they’re here.”

  “Wine, Carmen. I will answer the door.”

  She nodded and disappeared into the kitchen.

  I ran my hands down my beige button-down shirt and exhaled.

  Swinging the door open, I grinned. “Welcome.”

  I hugged Sierra, then my brother.

  “Hello, Dominic.” Sierra’s gray eyes sparkled.

  “Bro, good to see you.”

  “Good to see you both.

  Come in. My wife is in the kitchen.” We walked into the living room.

  “Have a seat.”

  “Carmen,” I called.

  She strutted toward us in her nude Jimmy Choo’s strappy stilettos.

  The off the shoulder cream dress swept the floor.

  I introduced everyone. Dillon hugged Carmen and welcomed her to the family.

  Sierra complimented our home.

  “Would anyone like a glass of wine?” Carmen asked.

  “No thank you. I’m expecting.”

  I forgot to tell her Sierra was pregnant.

  Carmen cut her eyes at me. “Oh, I didn’t know. I’m sorry.”

  She smirked. “Congratulations!”

  She tossed her thick brown curls over her shoulder. “Thank you.”

  “I noticed your accent. What southern state are you from?”

  “I recognized yours too. I am from Atlanta. And you?”

  “Miami.”

  “Babe, have a seat.”

  I sat in one of the four black chairs and Carmen sat beside Sierra.

  “How are you adjusting to New Jersey?”

  “It will take some getting used too. We lived in Portland. There are times when the temperature drops to twenty degrees, but twenty below zero is an entirely different bear. Tons of rain but very little snow.”

  Her eyes shot over to Dillon. “Did you hear me, Dillon? Snow.” Her gray eyes darkened.

  “Yes, baby, I heard you. You hate snow. You’ve made that abundantly clear.” He snickered.

  Carmen chuckled. “I will miss the sun filled sky and warm weather. You can ask Dominic he could barely pry me out of my shorts.”

  Sierra laughed. “I totally understand.”

  “Carmen, the sun is out today. It’s not dreary all the time.”

  “Yeah, but when that snow hits, the sky will be gray, Dominic.”

  “Carmen, agreed.” Sierra held her finger in the air.

  They laughed.

  “Our chef is in the backyard preparing dinner. Sierra would you like a tour?”

  “Sure.”

  Dillon and I sat in silence after the women exited.

  “How’s married life?”

  “I should ask you the same thing. Seeing as though I had to find out on social media,” my brother stated through gritted teeth.

  “I meant to tell you at your wedding reception, but I didn’t want to take away from your day.”

  “But Dominic, I asked you what was going on in the basement that day.�
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  I sat on the edge of my chair. “I know. In that moment, I was a ticking time bomb. I couldn’t talk about marriage that day. Shit, it was falling apart because you returned home and we went to war.”

  His gray eyes darkened.

  “I can’t put the blame on you. A while back Marco and I handled a situation. I couldn’t communicate with Carmen for three days. She showed up in Jersey. Mom didn’t even know I had a girlfriend. I promised Carmen I would always call. Whenever I was away on business I kept in touch. But this last time, she begged me not to wait too long to call. I didn’t know I wouldn’t be able to communicate for two weeks. The war tore my marriage apart.”

  “I’m sorry, Dom.” His thick brows rose. “I’m happy you are a persistent bastard and got her back.”

  I laughed. “Shit, me too. She’s my world.”

  “Sierra thought she was going to live in Portland while I lived here…with our baby. Not a fucking chance. I wore her down to the fucking studs. She’ll adjust to the fucking snow,” he huffed.

  I chuckled.