Shock waves of electricity bolted straight to her swollen, throbbing pearl as Dom suckled her nipple like a starved babe. Tightly closing her eyes, the brilliant burst of color behind her lids was bright. The slight tremble escalated to a violent shatter, flinging her into an orgasmic bliss. “Dom!”
With three hard thrusts of his hips, Dom’s large body shuttered, releasing his seed, deep into Karen’s womb. Slumping forward and wrapping his arms tight around her waist, he nestled his sweat-drenched forehead in the crook of Karen’s neck. Inhaling her fragrant scent, his voice was heavy with passion as he made his confession. “Woman, I love you.”
Tears misted Karen’s eyes. She no longer had to wonder about his feelings for her. Not giving a place for any doubt she held him tight. She was so beyond playing any games. Now was the time to let him know the place he held in her heart. “Honey, I love you, too.”
Chapter 23
Opening her eyes, the first thing Karen saw was Dom’s handsome face gazing at her. She smiled shyly at him. After their romp on the sofa, Dom had picked her up and taken her to his bed where they made love again. Each time he touched her, caressed her, stroked her, he told her how much he loved her. And each time she had told him she loved him right back.
And she did. What she felt for Dom surpassed what she had ever felt for Gregory. With Dom she knew her heart would always remain safe. She knew he would always love her, protect her, and never grow tired of her.
She reached out and gently rubbed the stubble on his jaw. “Morning,” she whispered.
He didn’t respond right away. Instead he placed a tender kiss on her lips. This is what he wanted. To wake up every morning watching the woman he loved as she slept. When she opened her eyes to look at him, his heart hammered in his chest. What he saw in her eyes was unrestrained love. The kind of love he’d heard about, but had never experienced. It was the kind of love he’d seen in his mother’s eyes when she tenderly gazed at his father. And that same kind of love he recently witnessed in his sister’s eyes each time her gazed connected with her husband’s.
“Morning, Baby. How are you feeling?”
Karen let out a content sigh as she stretched her sore limbs. “Like the luckiest girl in the world.”
Leaning up on his elbow, he traced her kissed swollen bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. “That good?”
“That good,” she said grinning, mischief shimmering in her dark eyes.
Dom titled his head. A sexy smirk danced around his lips when he questioned, “And why is that?”
She leaned up on her elbow so she was at eye level with him. “Well for one,” she leaned in kissing his lips, “you told me you loved me.” Dom felt his manhood began to stir when she lowered her lashes and in a husky voice again admitted, “And I love you, too.”
She smiled when Dom reached out and tucked wayward strands of hair behind her ear. His touch was so gentle, so tender she knew another man’s touch would never do.
It was as if she suddenly couldn’t find her voice. His touch was rendering her speechless.
“And two,” he prompted when she still hadn’t said anything.
Her dimples popped out when she gave him the biggest smile. Sitting up she playfully poked him in the chest. “I…made…you…sweat! Big…time!”
Dom threw his head back and roared with laughter. Snaking a muscled arm around her waist he pulled her so close they were skin to skin. “Girl, come here so I can make you sweat.”
Laughing, Karen pushed him away. Sitting up, she wrapped only the sheet around her body because the comforter was long gone, kicked on the floor. Shaking her head, she told him, “No! Uh-uh! Get away from me, you beast!”
Was he kidding? The man had made love to her all through the night like he was going off to war, never to return again. And she loved every single minute of it too! But this was bordering on ridiculous. They couldn’t stay in the bed all day doing the hokey-pokey.
Karen eyes went wide when Dom looked at her with that sexy, devilish grin he was becoming famous for. He tugged at the sheet. “Stop!” she yelled, a smile breaking through the frown she tried to put in place as she scooted closer to the edge of the bed.
“Come on baby, I want to see you sweat.”
Dom couldn’t help himself. He had to have her just once more before they got dressed and headed over to his parents’ to pick the kids up. She was becoming his addiction. He couldn’t get enough of her.
Smacking at his large hand didn’t do any good. The man didn’t even flinch as he successfully pulled the sheet away, exposing her luscious, nude body. “No. We have to get moving. I got a lot to do at home,” she half-heartedly pleaded. Not only had she been exposed, he had too. And his erection was standing proud. Her traitorous body tingled all over, remembering what he felt like buried deep inside of her.