by Ada Frost
He lets out a loud laugh “Babe you are the furthest thing from a toad.”
I smiled but avert my eyes when a burning question threatens to break free. I looked away from him out of the window at the lights from the Eiffel Tower.
“What’s wrong? You look...upset.”
I shook my head “No, I’m not. I’m having a great time.” I offer a weak smile and I can see in his eyes he’s not convinced. I let out a loud sigh “Can Vanessa speak as well, French I mean?”
“It was her idea but like most things she hated it; I think she dropped out after the second or third class. She didn’t like Eric, she thought he was rude and couldn’t deal with his sense of humour. But I continued, I enjoyed it and it got me out of the flat and away for an hour or two.”
I smiled then, genuinely.
“Eve, were you jealous?” He asked his lips curling into a mischievous grin.
My cheeks heated, but I nodded. He laughed and reached out for my hand again. After our tour to the of the tower, Dominic surprised me with reservations to dine upon the Bateaux Parisiens, a gorgeous river boat with glass sides and roof, so that the diners are gifted a panoramic view of the beauty of Paris by night. We were romanced by the serenity of a solo violinist, and a female singer who celebrated French and international classics. So far we had sailed past Notre Dame and under elegantly lit bridges. If it was possible surrounded by such a romantic atmosphere I fell even more in love with Dominic and prayed that nothing would end this and we could survive. Because after tonight there was no going back, Dominic had captured and filled my heart.
Chapter 22
We returned to the apartment and after such a fantastic day sightseeing I was absolutely exhausted, we’d spent at least an hour kissing and trying to say goodnight, before eventually we parted and retired to our own rooms. I felt bereft without him, I liked being in his company, touching him and having him constantly touching me. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling smiling like an idiot, high on love. As far as first dates go, I believe I had just been on the world’s best. I smiled again and slid out of bed, and tiptoed silently towards his door to see if I could see him sleeping.
He must have been warm also, because the sheet was pushed down to his waist, unfortunately though he had on a long sleeved t-shirt tonight, hiding his glorious body. He was lying on his back with his hands behind his head, he wasn’t relaxed in sleep like I expected, in fact he looked pretty tense the way his jaw was clenched together. I leaned against the doorframe relishing in my secret perusal of my sleeping beauty.
“I’ll never sleep if you stand staring at me, it’s bad enough knowing you’re next door,” he said still with his eyes closed making me spring from the doorframe and yelp. His low chuckle made me realise he had been fully awake the entire time.
“Can’t sleep either?” He said sitting up to rest on his elbows, pulling the t-shirt tight across his chest. I momentarily lost the ability to talk. “Eve?”
I continued to stare fixated on the muscles flexing under the tight material. Surely he had bought the wrong size.
“Please stop looking at me that way, I only have so much control baby,” he said with such a sexy
rasp I was shocked at my desire to jump onto the bed and straddle him.
I swallowed and cleared my throat, I was glad for the darkness because my cheeks were burning with embarrassment.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.” He rasped. I shook my head.
“Trust me Eve,” he said pleadingly.
I cleared my throat “I felt hot...in bed.” I lifted my hand and pointed to my room “I couldn’t sleep because I couldn’t get comfortable, my body just feels...funny. I got up for a drink and saw your door open...I just wanted to watch you sleep...oh Christ that sounds super creepy sorry.” I pinched the bridge of my nose “I thought you were sleeping...you looked....good lying there and...and...why have you got a top on today? Yesterday you didn’t have a top on.” I snapped, my voice coming out more frustrated than I meant it to.
His low chuckle sent a shockwave of heat through me.
“Wow...someone is grouchy when she’s horny.” He laughed and I sucked in a breath. I swallowed the lump in my throat and clenched my hands into fists at my sides to control the sudden shaking.
“I...I’m not...I don’t get horny.”
“Not to be a nerd, but you’re displaying physical reactions to sexual response...heightened temperature, I can see your chest rising so you have an increase in pulse too, besides your shirt hides nothing...chapel hat pegs comes to mind.” his smile spread clean across his face.
I looked down at my chest and nearly died of mortification, my nipples were like...shit! I lifted my hands to hide my chest, but then looked up at him smirking at me. I watched him through my lashes and licked my lips as I lowered my arms to my sides and pulled my shoulders back in a defiant display I would not hide, not from him.
His smile faltered, he cleared his throat and shifted on the bed. I smiled at him tilting my head in acknowledgment of our little battle, a battle I believe I just won.
“Touché.” He choked out. “I wore my pyjamas because I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.” He added out of nowhere.
“I like you without.” I said aloud, shocking myself and by the look on Dominic’s face, I had shocked him also.
He cleared his throat.
“Do you...shall I take my top off?” He asked quietly.
I bit the inside of my lip nervously and nodded. He sat up fully, never taking his eyes from mine. He stretched both hands over his head grasping at the material behind his neck and pulled at the shirt bringing it over his head. He balled it up and threw it across the room; I have no idea where it landed because I couldn’t take my eyes away from the glorious body in front of me.
“Eve?”
“You...you’re gorgeous.” I whispered. I stepped forward towards the bed; I stopped when my knees pressed against the foot of the bed. Dominic never moved he remained in his seated position on the bed. His chest rose and fell, his abdomen tensed and squeezed, causing parts of my anatomy to copy. I tentatively lifted my knee onto the bed, I pressed my hands against the mattress either side of his feet, I moved one towards him as I lifted my other knee onto the bed. He sat up quickly and reached for me, I sucked in a startled breath and jump back from the bed.
His face flashed with agony then he quickly recovered and offered me a reassuring smile. “It’s just me Eve, I’ll keep my hands here.” He patted the bed either side of his hips. “I’ll touch when you say I can. Okay?”
“Dominic I –“
“Your timescale babe. It’s all you, you decided.” his voice was soft and soothing.
I paused, taking in his submissive posture; he truly did mean to lay there while I explored his body. I stepped forward. I knelt back on the bed shuffling my knees closer to him. My hands straddling his knees, my knees either side of his feet. I looked up at his shadowed face. He swallowed harshly and his breathing picked up a notch, but he made no move towards me.
I took a deep breath and slowly crawled towards him. As my face came within touching distance of his defined abdomen he expelled a shuddering breath and leant back on his elbows. I remained suspended above him. My chin hovering above his navel, he watched me silently as I moved my eyes down his body. His hands gripped the bedding in tight fists, the tendons in his arms bulging with the force of his grasp.
“Can I kiss you?” I asked quietly.
“Yes.” He rasped.
I bent forward and ever so gently licked his navel with the tip of my tongue. He let out a loud curse and threw his head back. He still didn’t reach for me. I placed an open mouthed kiss to his stomach, when his muscles flexed under my mouth I felt a surge of confidence pulse through me. He still hadn’t reached for me. I placed another open mouth kiss above the other; I trailed wet kisses up his chest, across his ribs, under his pecs, around his nipples loving the tight beading of the puckered flesh. As I reached the tight
pulse point on his neck his arms started shaking and he slowly lowered himself to the mattress. I followed him down, sucking at his beating pulse. One of my hands was acting as my support against his head as my other pressed against his chest, I could feel his heart pounding under my touch.“Oh Jesus, that...” He let out a low groan as I sucked harder against his neck. I knew this is how hickeys were made but I wanted to mark him, I wanted him to remember I had been here, kissing him, touching him.
I heard the sheets rustle and stretch with the force of his grasp. He still kept his hands away from me. My heart swelled with the knowledge he was giving me control.
In my crawl position I had kept the lower half of my body suspended above him, careful not to touch him. I pulled my mouth away from him, staring at the darkened skin near his neck and sat back on my haunches. I watched as his body flexed and tensed under me and relished in the effect I had on him.
“I...want to feel you, but...I...I’m not...” my voice was low and husky.
“Whatever pace you want baby.” He whispered back.
I crawled in reverse back down his body, taking the quilt with me to slowly reveal the prize underneath. Dominic was wearing lounge pants, I smiled and tucked my fingers in the waistband and slowly pulled them down. His erection sprang free pointing at me as if beckoning me forward. Dominic’s toes were curled showing a sign of how tense his body was. He let his head fall to the bed with a huff and I watched as his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
I crawled back up his body positioning myself over him so when I lay fully on him my mouth connected with his and my covered breast pressed beautifully to his naked chest, his hard length pressed insistently against my thigh.
I pressed a gentle kiss to Dominic’s mouth, I tilted my head and opened my mouth urging him to do the same, I licked at his lips and his tongue poked out stroking mine. I curled my arms around his neck and pressed my body harder into him.
I yelped when his hand stroked a gentle path up my thigh.
“Sorry...sorry.” He pleaded and returned his hand back to the bed. My heart beat wildly in my chest. I stared into his beautiful, loving eyes. I needed to get past this, Dominic loved me, and I needed to do this.
“Touch me.” I whispered.
“You sure? I don’t have to –“
“Touch me.” I pleaded.
“Thank fuck for that.” He gasped and his hands fisted possessively into my hair. He let out a low groan and pulled my mouth hungrily against him. I thought for sure he would take possession and change our position but he didn’t he still let me explore him.
“Where do you want me to touch you?” He asked quietly, peppering my mouth with light kisses. He sucked gently at my neck and tilted my head back to give him better access. No wonder he made such delicious noises when I was doing it to him, it felt amazing. I gasped when he sucked harder and he immediately stopped, pulling away to look at me.
“Don’t stop...it feels...amazing.” I sighed
He growled low in his throat and went back to my neck. My hands clawed at his chest, the softness of his skin and coarse hair was a luscious sensation under my fingertips.
“Where? Baby tell me where I can touch you.” He murmured against my skin.
“Here.” I pointed to my collarbone and he immediately shifted pressing gentle kisses against my skin, goose bumps spread across my skin heightening the sensation.
“Where?” He choked out.
“Everywhere.” I whispered not wanting him to speak, I just wanted his mouth to continue to do what it was doing.
He kissed along my collarbone, to the base of my throat, sucking and nipping. I moaned loving the tingling feeling spreading through my body. I shifted on his body, rubbing myself against him like a purring cat.
His hands stroked down my back, his index finger trailing the line of my spine and back up again. “Can I take your shirt off?” He asked quietly.
I swallowed and stared into lust filled eyes. My hands started shaking as I moved them to the hem of my shirt; shakily I pulled it over my head and threw it behind me. Dominic swallowed audibly, I heard his loud gulp.
“Incredible.” He revered.
I shimmied out of my shorts, not daring to break eye contact with Dominic in fear of losing this connection. His hands stroked up my spine and his mouth returned it’s perusal of my clavicle.
I shivered and threw my head back which brought my aching breasts closer to his mouth. He put gentle pressure to my back and urged me forward, his mouth latched beautifully onto my aching nipple. I cried out as a fevered sensation pulsed through my core.
“Oh Dominic.” I gasped, pressing forward against him. He hummed deep in his throat creating a devilishly good feeling as he sucked and nipped at me.
“Fucking perfect,” he said as he paid the same attention to my other breast. I rocked against him, trapping his engorged cock between us, I rocked against him and the sensation was deliriously amazing. My breaths increased as I rocked harder and faster against him, needing...more.
His hands slid down my back and his large palms cupped my buttocks pressing me against him. He lifted his hips causing deeper friction. A foreign pressure started low in my stomach and I ached desperately, with each rock of my hips and his added pressure I needed more, I felt like I was chasing something I couldn’t quite grasp. The sensation of his hard cock pressing against the silk of my knickers caused a delirious sensation. He claimed my mouth again and moaned loudly tilting his hips hard against me. I pulled away from his mouth a cried out.
“Oh...Dominic...I need...oh, it...make it stop.”
“I’m with you baby.” He groaned and pressed me down as he thrust up and suddenly I lost all conscious thought as my entire body went into euphoric spasm. I closed my eyes, my jaw tensed, my limbs locked and then a wonderful freedom claimed me; I cried out and succumbed to sensation.
“That’s it.” He growled as he shuddered underneath me, his hands tightened on my bottom. He gently rocked me against him as he cried out calling my name. I felt a warm, wet sensation against my stomach. I rocked against him as his grip loosened and his body relaxed.
I smiled down at him.
“I never thought you could be any more beautiful but looking at you now I know I was wrong. Watching you come baby is the best thing I have ever experienced, you are beautiful.” He pressed a kiss to my mouth pulling me against his chest. I lay on top of him with the biggest grin on my face.
“Dominic?”
“Hmm?” He replied sleepily
“That was my very first orgasm.” I smiled again. Afterglow was definitely not a myth, my cheeks were flushed, my heart beat erratically and my body felt so relaxed I could melt through the mattress.
“Really?” He asked and I could sense the smile in his voice.
I lifted my head and rested my chin on his chest and nodded the best I could. Still smiling like a goof.
“Fuck me...I was wrong...that is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I chuckled “I think you will find it happened to me.”
“Hmm.” He lifted his hips “I think there is messy evidence I was right there with you babe.”
“Is it...” I paused my cheeks heating with my inner thoughts
“Is it what?”
I cleared my throat and lifted my head and resting my chin on his chest “Is it weird I like feeling your...our come on my skin...it feels...sexy.”
He ran his fingers through my short hair “Not weird at all.” his voice was low and raspy. He took a deep breath his chest rising and lifting me. “But I need to wash you before bed, and babe you’re sleeping with me tonight.” I squealed when he sat up, pulled my legs around his waist and stood carrying me bare arse naked into the bathroom.
*****
The next morning I roused from my sleep to light pouring into the room. I turned my cheek into the soft cotton of my pillow and let out a low moan. I lay on my stomach, my arms tucked under the pillow. I realised with a delicious s
hiver that I had fallen asleep completely naked, the sheets were caressing my bottom but my back was fully exposed. I froze when I felt a finger trailing circles over my naked back, then gentle warm lips kissed my shoulder.
“Morning beautiful. You sleep like the dead.” He sniggered.
“Orgasms clearly aid a restful sleep.” I muttered into the pillow. He laughed louder.
I flinched when his finger traced over a particularly sensitive spot on my back. “Will you tell me about them?” He asked circling over the marks.
I shook my head and heard him let out a disappointed huff. I took a deep breath and realised I needed to take steps in trusting him, he knew the darkest part of me and was still here, loving me.
“The ones on my upper back and the one near my ribs and lower back are from being whipped. Elliott has taken his belt to me on more than one occasion...he...if he couldn’t find anything else he took his belt off and used the buckle end to...”
When I heard grinding I looked up at him and saw his jaw clenched so tight he was grinding his teeth, hard enough for me to hear.
“Sorry.” I whispered.
He shook his head and cleared his throat “No I'm...keep going.”
“Most of the time I just bruise and the cuts heal without needing medical attention, but one time he caught the back of my head and I needed to go to the hospital for stitches because no matter what I did the bleeding wouldn’t stop.”
“Fucking bastard.” He growled. He leaned forward and kissed the tender flesh of the scars. “What about these on your lower back and...” He pulled the sheet further down to expose my buttocks and thighs. “These little white scars, they look like a mass of paper cuts.” Dominic fingered the silvery slivers of skin.
I swallowed closing my eyes and burying my face into the pillow. He didn’t say anything, didn’t force me, he simply sat by my side tracing the contour of my spine with his finger. I lifted my head and turned my face towards him, resting my cheek against the pillow.
“Those are my fault...” I swallowed against the lump in my throat “remember when mum and dad went on holiday and they took Ellie with them but Lou and I stayed home...or should I say I stayed home, she used the time to spend it at Darren’s student flat.” I smiled weakly.