Second Chance at Love(44)

The moment the unwelcomed friend, melancholy, rested on her, Dom had sensed it. “Hey what’s wrong?”



Tilting her head to look up at Dom she answered, “I was just wondering what would have happened if we had met earlier.”



Dom chuckled. “I would have been the man. You know, having an older chick sweating me and everything.”



Karen laughed. Sucking her teeth, she said, “Boy, I’m only two years older than you. And I wouldn’t have been sweating you. You would’ve been sweating me.” She made sure she put emphasis on the you.



Cocking his head to the side, a gleam of mischief shone in his dark eyes. “Prove it,” he challenged in a deep, seductive voice.



Karen sat up, lifting an arched brow. “Prove it?”



“Yeah, prove it,” he dared her, this time letting all of his South Philly swagger hang out.



Standing up, Karen purred, “Boy, you about to sweat like you’re having a heart attack.”



Keeping her eyes fixed on Dom she began undoing the buttons on the silver silk blouse she wore, removing it and throwing it over her head, revealing a matching camisole. Crossing her arms in front of her, she curled her finger around the hem of the camisole. Reaching up, she pulled the delicate fabric, stretching her arms above her head like a lazy cat as she took it off. This time instead of throwing the clothing on the floor, she threw it at Dom, hitting him in the face. Any other time he would have been quick and caught it in midair, but he was too transfixed as she entertained him with a striptease.



Small beads of sweat popped up on his forehead when she removed her wide-legged dress slacks. She was so glad she had opted to wear her dress knee length socks with her boots instead of tights. The only thing she had on was her bra, panties, and a killer pair of four inch, knee high burgundy leather boots.



Karen wanted to giggle when Dom swallowed hard. She felt sexy and powerful when he shifted on the sofa. She knew it was from the killer hard-on he was getting from watching her. “Do you want me to wipe that sweat off your brow, Baby?” She teased in a sexy purr.



Scooting to the edge of the sofa, Dom had to just look at her a little longer before he lost control and ripped off what little Karen had on. Gone were the granny underwear. The silver lacy bra looked so silky and soft, like it would slide right through his fingers. The matching thong rode low on her curvaceous hips. Have mercy the boots just set everything off. Dayum! My woman is sexy as hell!



Instead of answering he smiled at Karen, showing a hint of canine. She nearly melted into a puddle where she stood. The way he was looking at her as he stood to remove his clothes almost sent her into an orgasm. Now she was the one sweating.



When he finished undressing, he didn’t have to beckon her to come to him, she went automatically. The kiss he laid on her was like a drug she couldn’t get enough of. Backing up their mouths stayed connected as their tongues alternated between dancing and dueling for dominance. Falling onto the sofa, Dom gently grabbed Karen’s waist, bringing her to straddle his lap. With deft fingers he yanked the flimsy fabric to the side and entered her moist center with a quick thrust of his powerful hips.



The moment he entered her, the kiss was broken. Their eyes locked and held. Dom was the first to break eye contact. Closing his eyes, he clenched his jaw. Before he could say anything, Karen whispered, “It’s okay.”



His voice was raspy with raw need when he asked, “Are you sure?”



“Yes.” She assured her lover as she unhooked the front clasp of her bra, freeing her breasts.



Dom moved her hand out of the way as he slid the strap off one shoulder and then the other. Karen smoothly ran her hand over the top of his head, to rest at the base of his skull as he latched onto a nipple. She began rocking slowly back and forth, enjoying this new position of lovemaking. When Dom released her nipple, she cradled his face in her hands, kissing him long and deep.



Dom nearly bit his bottom lip off to keep from screaming like a girl. Karen was doing some wicked things with that mouth of hers as she licked, suckled and nibbled him from his earlobes to his nipples. He had to put an end to her madness, because if he didn’t, he would have exploded right then and there on the spot.



Wrapping his large hands around her waist, he lifted her up to the tip of his throbbing manhood. Karen let out a long moan as he lowered her back down, hitting a spot he hadn’t before as he completely filled her up. When he repeated the motion, Karen grabbed hold of his muscular shoulders. Throwing her head back she cried out in ecstasy each time he hit her spot.



Each cry pushed Dom closer to the edge as her inner walls contracted around his shaft, squeezing him tight. He was sure she would have bruising as his hands tightened and he thrust up to meet her coming down. He’d apologize later, because to stop now would kill him. Increasing the pace, he thrust harder, leaning forward to capture a bouncing breast between his teeth.