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Dirty Dom(51)

By:Willow Winters


“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 after shocks have past.

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





Dom





I can’t stop watching her fuss over her little boy. They’re in my kitchen sitting at the island eating breakfast. I lean back against the granite, gripping it to keep me in place. I could see myself with them. I could see myself with one arm wrapped around her waist and my other hand messing up Jax’s hair. An asymmetric grin pulls at my lips as she leans over to fix his hair. It makes me want to mess it up even more.

I can see the three of us together. But she can’t. Or won’t. I don’t know which.

I push off the counter to walk over to her but my phone goes off. It catches Becca’s attention and she looks at me with an anxiousness in her eyes. She’s been asking to go home since she woke up. She’s been avoiding me and not letting me touch her.

Well, she doesn’t move away from me, but she stills in my arms. She doesn’t mold to me and thrive in my embrace like she did last night. I knew it would be like this. I just didn’t know it would hurt this much.

“Yo.” I answer the phone how I always do, but when her eyes fall to the counter and then to Jax, I wish I hadn’t answered it at all.

“Got em.” Johnny’s says and I know exactly what he’s talking about.

“How many?” He got De Luca and his crew. My fists clench and my blood runs cold. I’m gonna beat the fucking piss out of them and make them suffer for what they did to my girl.

“All.” An evil smirk forms on my face and I have to walk out of the kitchen to hide it from her.

I remember what Becca said so I ask, “is a dragon there?”

There’s hesitation on the other end. I know I’m not supposed to ask anything with detail. It can always come back around if shit on the other end is heard.

“It’s here. All of ‘em.” I nod my head and let out a sigh of relief. Her house is fine, untouched. I got that message when I woke up. And now De Luca is done. That’s everything. Everything that’s given me a reason to keep her to myself.

“Later.”

“Later, boss.” He answers quickly and hangs up. Short calls, that’s the way they have to be.

My brows furrow as I pocket my phone and walk back into the kitchen. I grip the chair on the island that Becca’s sitting in. As soon as these fuckers are gone, there’s no reason for me to keep her here.

My eyes travel to her son who gives me a happy smile before picking the bowl up and slurping the milk out. I know why she doesn’t want me and it hurts, but she’s right. I can’t put her son through this life. I couldn’t guarantee her safety and I can’t ask her to risk her son. A frown pulls at my lips and I can’t help it. It hurts. I don’t want to say good bye.

“Who was that?” I smirk at her. She’s gotta learn to not ask so many questions. The smirk fades as I realize she doesn’t. She doesn’t have to learn shit; she’s leaving me.

“That was what I needed to hear this morning.” That’s all I can really say to her. She’s already seen too much. I won’t risk her knowing anymore.

“We can go home?” Her eyes widen with hope. It fucking shreds me.

“Yeah, doll. As soon as Jax is done with breakfast, I’ll let you two go.”





Becca





Everything hurts. Every last bit of me aches. But I won’t take the pills. I want to feel the pain. My chest hurts the worst. The knot where my heart used to be just won’t go away.