OWN HER: A Dark Mafia Romance(72)

I swallowed hard and kept sweeping the room with my eyes until they snagged on Dom.



Fucking Dominic. Who looked so delectably, fuckably fantastic, my heart about jumped into my throat. My skin pricked up, and my face started smiling right into his eyes. He smirked.



Goddamnit. I had no control over myself. This did not work. This had to stop.



Very purposefully, I forced my cheeks back down and my mouth to straighten out. Still locked in with his eyes, I lifted my chin in as cool a greeting as I could manage and continued to scan the room again in search of my fucking boss.



Apparently, that did not satisfy. Dom immediately beelined to me in his confident swagger, and he had lost the smirk. When he got within grabbing distance, he had the nape of my neck in his hand and pulled me in for a no-holds-barred declaration of rights and possession. His tongue swept into my mouth, rubbing along my own, circling and sucking. My knees about dropped out from under me, and I had to grab on to his wrists to keep myself upright. After god only knew how long, he lifted his head, looked into my eyes, and growled, “That’s the proper greeting. Use it.”



My eyes popped. “Excuse me? What the fuck are you talking about? I don’t know what you think is going on here, but it’s not like—”



“Oh, but it is.” He shook his head at me. “You need to clue in, little one. Did you forget already? What did we cover last night?”



I had no idea what he was talking about. And I didn’t really want to know, because something told me it was not going to work well with my plans that would finally end the Hardcore chapter of my fucked-up life tonight.



“I’m pretty sure we had amazing sex last night. That’s what we covered. So, this is cute and all, but I don’t have time for fun and games tonight, Dom. I’ll see you when I see you.” And I turned to walk away.



He grabbed my arm and swung me back around. “Yeah, it was amazin’, baby. So, no, I am not gonna let you just walk away from this. And I am not gonna sit back and watch you self-destruct, which is definitely where you were headed when I found you upstairs last night. Remember that, Sienna? You got a problem. And I’m tellin’ you—again—what your body already knows.” He slipped his arm behind me and across to the opposite hip, and pulled my body flush with his. My nipples immediately went hard, and my pussy flooded. My body was a freaking traitor to my mind. “You need me. And you want me. And I’m not lettin’ you go.”



“Oh no? Well, sweetheart, you have to let me go. There’s a no-hands rule here.” I smirked at him, thinking I’d found an easy out.



“Sass. You’re too much fun. Lucky for me, the lovers’ loophole gives me full rights.”



“There is no lovers’ loophole.”



“You don’t think? Baby, I can show you how to make one anytime. You just say the magic word.”



Gah! He was messing with me. And my body was totally buying it; he was so quirky and animated, totally enjoying himself, and his twisted logic and witticism had my brain searching for rejoinders in equal kind. Damn him and his hotness—he was turning my brain on, too. I was super wet. And leaning into him. And he was basically holding me up. And my head was tilted back so I could meet his eyes, which were shining. And I couldn’t stop myself from wanting him more.



I did the only thing I could do: I pushed myself away from him, breaking our eye contact, and went back into thinking mode. Or rather, I tried to.



“No, Dom. Fuck. Okay. Here’s the thing.” And I looked him back in the eyes, sucking in my lower lip as I thought how best to play this. “Listen. I do need help. But later, not now. First, I have something I gotta take care of. But then after, then I could maybe really use your help. But you gotta understand that I’m calling the shots tonight. In fact, I’m calling the shots from now on. And you gotta be good with that. Okay, baby?”



“You are so cute. You know that, right? Because that’s about the funniest thing I’ve ever heard. Have you met me yet? You have control issues, babe. And I am here to solve them. I call the shots. Always. Me. Not you. Me. Sweet little thing.” Those last three words were under his breath, as he smiled at me almost pityingly.



My temper broke. “Ha! The last thing I need is another man telling me what to do, Dom. No fucking way!”



“No, you’re right. You don’t need another man. In fact, another man is exactly what you don’t need, and what you will not have. I won’t allow it. Nice that you are finally catchin’ on.”