Second Chance at Love(30)

Excitement coursed through Dom as Karen let go and opened up to him. With the flick of his wrist the front clasp of her bra was released, setting her breasts free. He took a second to admire perfection as he held them in his hands. Stroking the tips with his thumbs until they became pebbles, he voice was a rugged rasp. “You are so beautiful. I want to taste you.”



Sucking in a sharp intake of breath, she nearly choked as Dom’s head dipped, taking in a chocolate nipple. Letting out a long moan, Karen never wanted him to stop. The things he was doing to her with his mouth were driving her crazy. With each swirl of his tongue her hips rotated against his engorged manhood. Karen’s breath came out in short gasps as the swirling was replaced with suckling, then nibbling, causing her pelvis to alternate between rocking and rotating.



Oh, hell. This woman was about to make him explode like a horny teenager. He tried to remain still as she gyrated on top of him. But images of them in the same position completely naked with nothing between them kept tormenting him. Now his hips were thrusting, matching each one of her moves. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he continued to pleasure her breasts with his mouth. If they didn’t stop soon he was about to embarrass himself in the worst way.



Just as Dom was ready to bring things to an end, one of Karen’s hands eased from his sturdy shoulder to hold his head in place where it belonged: feasting on her breast. With one last final buck, Karen threw her head back, letting out a strangled moan. If she had screamed the kids would have surely been awakened. When the last tremble left her body, Karen fell forward, collapsing onto Dom’s broad chest. She was certain Dom could feel the loud pounding in her chest. She certainly felt his.



Wrapping his arms around her, Dom gave Karen a tight squeeze. “You alright?”



Snuggling even closer, she purred, “Mmm-hmm. That was…that was…I never…”



Dom chuckled. “That good, huh?”



Karen laughed. She didn’t dare tell him not to be so cocky. Brotha had every right to be though. How in the world had he made her feel so good, giving her an out-of-this-world orgasm without getting her out of her clothes? Without penetrating her? She had never felt anything so wonderful.



Sitting up, Karen gave him a quick peck on the lips. “Yep.”



Wow. I wonder if this was…nah it couldn’t be. Didn’t her husband take care of business? Although he made light of the situation, it troubled him to think she was deprived in having her needs met. Just the thought made him want to strip her and have her screaming so loud she wouldn’t be able to talk for a week afterwards. He wanted to show her what it felt like to go to heaven and come back again.



Dom gently pushed Karen back so he could look in her eyes. He Softly stroked her satiny cheek with the back of his hand. “Your husband didn’t take care of you, did he?”



Embarrassed, Karen could feel her face getting warm. How did he know? Gregory hadn’t exactly been a generous lover. The only time she’d ever experienced any sort of satisfaction was if she had reach completion before he had. But even those few times hadn’t compared to what she’d just shared with Dom. And after the children had come along, their sex life was almost nonexistent. She had tried everything to make herself appealing to her husband. She exercised daily, bought beautiful lingerie to wear to bed and sprayed expensive perfume on all her pulse points. None of this excited or enticed her husband. What it did was left her feeling inadequate as a woman.



Dropping her head, she answered truthfully. “No. Gregory acted as if I repulsed him.”



How could he have treated her that way? When he should have been loving her, cherishing her. Instead, he was creeping with another woman on the internet and making plans to meet her. Karen was a good woman. She was a woman any man should be proud to call his wife. Angry, Dom spoke through clenched teeth. “He was a fool.” Tilting her head up with his finger, he promised, “I’ll never make you feel that way.”



Karen eased off Dom’s lap and stood. Before she could back away Dom grabbed her by the wrist. “Did you hear what I said?”



“Yes.”



“Do you believe me?”



“I want to.”



Karen didn’t refuse when Dom pulled her into his arms. She’d been hurt by her husband’s callous treatment. She deserved so much better. She deserved to be loved.



“Baby, I know Gregory hurt you. Please don’t compare me to him. I want to show you what it feels like to be loved and to be made love to. Don’t shut me out when we’ve come so far.”