Dirty Dom

19. Dom

"You don't wanna be with me, doll?" I need her to say the words. I don't want to hear them, but I need her to say them.

"That's not it." A spark of hope flares in my chest until she adds, "Jax." My breath stops short. "I can't do this to Jax," she cries into my chest.

"Because I'm in the mob?" I ask clearly somehow.

"I can't give him that life." She shakes her head, and I hardly hear her words through her tears.

I swallow the lump growing in my throat. "You don't think I'd be good for him?" I'd be great for him. I don't know much about kids, but I'd learn. I'd treat them both better than her shit husband did.

She pulls away from me and looks at me with disbelief. "How could you?" She wipes the tears away with the back of her hand and tries to get off the bed. I snatch her wrist and pull her closer to me. I take her lips with mine and push her back onto the mattress. One hand on her throat and one beside her head, bracing my body. I cage her in and kiss her with everything I have. Her fingernails dig into my back.

I bite down on her bottom lip and pull back until she whimpers. I whisper in the air between us, "I'm good enough to fuck, but that's it?"

A sad look of regret crosses her face. I wish it hadn't. I don't want to be a regret. I know I gave her what she needed. "Is that it, doll?" I search her pained expression for anything other than regret and remorse. "You don't want me, babe?"

Her lips part, and the saddest noise sounds from her lips. I can see in her eyes that she wants me. I know she trusts me from the way her hand gentles on my forearm. My hand's wrapped around her throat, and she doesn't even react to it. I lean down and kiss her again, closing my eyes and gently sucking. I brush my tongue along the seam of her lips and she parts them, opening herself for me and moaning into my mouth.

She fucking loves me like I do her. It's not supposed to be like this, but what really ever happens like it's supposed to?

I gently rest my forehead against hers. My body heats, and my dick hardens with a desperate need to be inside her again and show her how much she loves me.

"Don't fucking act like you don't want me." My hips push her legs apart, and she opens them obediently. "You just don't want to believe you do." I rock my dick against her heat before reaching down to push my pants down. "Stop lying to yourself."

"I do." She struggles to say her words. Relief washes through me, but it's only temporary. The look on her face tells me everything. She'll never be with me. It fucking hurts. She didn't even give us a chance. She must see my pain, because her hands grab my neck and she pushes my lips onto hers.

"Please," she whispers. But I don't know what she means. I can't ever figure her out. I look deep into her hazel eyes. "Please," she asks again, her breathing shallow. She bites her bottom lip and rocks against my hard dick.

She just wants me to fuck her. A sharp shot to my chest makes me almost get off her, but her words stop me.

"Like you want to. Like I'm yours." I barely hear her words. I search her eyes and then I hear the sweetest sounds whispered from her lips, "Punish me."

It won't take the pain away. I know it won't, but I'll be damned if I don't want to pin her down and make her love me.

I narrow my eyes and look down at Becca. "Take your shirt off and get on your knees."

I'm going to take her exactly how I've wanted to since I first held her ass in my office. It may be the last time I ever get to. In the morning I know she'll want to leave. And I don't think I have it in me to stop her. So I'm going to make this night count. I sit back on my heels and stroke my dick as she obeys me.

My hand comes down hard across her ass, leaving an angry red print. She yelps, and her body jolts forward with the blow. The slap echoes through the room, and then I remember her son. Fuck! I need to be quiet. A small voice inside me says she's right. But I push that shit down and shake it off. I reach into the nightstand for some lube with my right hand while my left rubs the mark on her ass. I can have her tonight. Every way I want, and every way she wants.

I lean forward, my dick nestled between her heat and take her throat in my hand. I squeeze lightly and whisper into her ear, "You want me to fuck you like you're mine to do what I want, how I want."

I stroke the lube over my dick and use the excess over her puckered hole. I don't waste any time slipping my finger in knuckle deep. "Good girl. Arch your back," I say and she immediately obeys. "Push back, babe." I fuck her ass with my finger until she's moaning into the pillows, and then I add a second. My left hand strokes my dick, and I wish it was in her mouth. Her lips are parted, and soft whimpers are falling easily from them. Her eyes are closed, and I know she's enjoying this. I pull my fingers out and line my dick up; her eyes fly open, and it makes me smirk.

"This is what you want from me, babe?" I keep my hand on the small of her back to keep her steady, and I watch those lips turn into a perfect "O" as I pump shallow thrusts into her ass. Her hot walls feel so fucking good. She clenches her heat as her head thrashes on the pillow.

"You want me to fuck you like I own you," I say and lean down and push my dick deep into her, all the way to the balls. "Guess what, doll?" I pull back, almost all the way out. My dick begs to be back in her warmth. Her ass looks so fucking perfect with my dick in it. I grab her chin in my hand and pull her head back so she has to look at me. "I do own you."

I slam back into her and watch her beautiful lips part with a cry of pleasure. I keep up a steady pace, holding her eyes. My breathing comes in pants as I fuck her exactly how she wants. She wants it brutal; she wants to believe that's who I am. I'll give her that. I won't deny her. I thrust into her, and I don't hold back. Her breasts bounce with my movements and I reach forward to cup one and squeeze it and pull to give her the added sensation. Her mouth hangs open, and her eyes squeeze shut as I keep up my pace. Her whimpers turn to squeaks, and I know she's getting close. My hand flies to her clit as a cold sweat breaks out on my body.

"Cum for me." Her back bows, and her head falls to the mattress as she does exactly what I told her to do. My balls draw up, and my spine tingles as I find my own release with hers. I pump into her with every wave until the aftershocks have passed.

I gently pet Becca's back and kiss her shoulder. "Stay here, doll." I plant another kiss on her shoulder and grab a hand towel from the bathroom to clean up. I wipe both of us off and lay her gently on the bed. I wasn't gentle with her. Not like I was planning to be at her place.

I lie down beside her and pull her into me. None of that crying on her own shit. Tonight she's mine. "You alright, babe?" I ask as she backs her ass up to nestle between my hips. It makes a soft smile form on my lips.

"Hmmm." She's so exhausted she can't even answer. I rub my hand down her arm and kiss her shoulder before settling behind her. Her warm body against mine feels so right.

A pang pains in my chest at the thought, and just as I close my eyes and pray for sleep to take me, I hear her say it. "I love you, Dom." It's mumbled from her lips. I prop myself up on my elbow and look at her. She's peacefully asleep, but I know I heard her say it.

I lie back down and kiss her hair. "I love you, doll." I whisper the words and pray maybe that will be enough.