Free The Dominator by DD Prince Page B

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    I two big deep breaths and then I hesitantly stepped back out into the room, hoping by some miracle that’d been the sound of him leaving. But he hadn’t left. The lights were off but I could see his form in the bed. He was sitting up, the blankets down around his waist.  He was waiting for me.
     
    Tommy
    I flicked the lamp off a second after she came out. When I saw her wearing my shirt, I thought I’d combust and needed to turn the light off to regain my composure. She looked edible. I decided that second that it’d be a rule that she’d sleep either naked, with me wrapped around her, or in the clothes I’d worn that day so she’d smell like me, either way.
    Where these sudden possessive feelings had come from was a mystery. But the second I’d decided to accept her as a gift I’d suddenly become obsessed with the idea of having someone who was mine. Just mine. I know it didn’t make sense because I could easily find someone who wanted to be mine but for some reason it wasn’t the same. The minute Pop had told her she was mine, something in me had changed. I’d never wanted that before. That I’d wanted her to smell like she was mine must be some primal instinct.
    “New rule. Rule #3; you either wear something I’ve worn when you get ready for bed or you sleep nude. Get in.” I moved to the center of the bed and lifted the covers to welcome her into them. She stood, frozen in her tracks.
    “Do I have to come get you?” I asked.
    She stood there, not moving. I flicked the lamp back on and got out of the bed. She started to back up and then held her palm out at me.
    “Can’t I please sleep alone? I don’t know you.”
    “No. It’s time to get to know me. Don’t worry; I’m not fucking you. Yet. We’re just sleeping together.” I loved that she was saying ‘Please’.
    She let out a whimper and covered her mouth to try to stifle it. Gone was the defiance she’d had in her eyes. She was crumbling.
    “Get in. Or I’ll put you here myself.”
    She shook her head at me, blowing her hair out of her eyes. I reached for her hand. She flinched, didn’t take it, and then walked around to the other side of the bed and climbed in, staying as close to the edge of it as she could.  She did a karate chop move down the middle of the blankets. She was trying to draw a boundary line. Fucking adorable.
    I got back in the bed under the blankets and slid over, obliterating her Berlin wall, then climbed on top of her.  I pinned her wrists above her head and nuzzled into the crook of her neck and ran my nose up the length of her neck until my mouth was at her ear. She smelled amazing. She smelled like me but she smelled like a woman, too. Her hair smelled flowery. Her throat smelled like vanilla and cherries. Of all things! She stiffened under me.
     
    Tia
    He was running his nose up and down my neck, burying it in my hair. His hand travelled up my leg and then it landed on my hip. He dug his fingers in and then his nose trailed down my throat and across the opening of the shirt. He undid a button and then another button… with his teeth.
    “Please don’t.” I whispered into the dark, pulling my hands from his grip and putting them out to stop him. He pinned them above my head, this time tighter. My eyes were adjusting. Then his nose was in my cleavage.
    “Big day for you today, huh?” I felt the hum of his lips against the skin between my breasts. If I weren’t so petrified I’d have been seriously turned on. He was obviously attempting to be seductive.
    “You could say that.” I tried to be sarcastic but my voice came out in barely more than a whisper.
    He lifted his head and let go of my wrists. His fingertips grazed my lower lip and I winced.
    “Relax, I’ve said I’m not going to fuck you tonight,” he said to me, his voice was so deep it felt like it vibrated inside of me. Then he rolled over onto his back. I tried to stay as still as possible but was shaking like a leaf.
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