Adele watched out the window for the whole trip. She loved Tasmania. All the lush green scrub and trees, even in the height of summer, it was magnificent. She snuggled back into the seat as the sun shining through the window warmed her skin. She felt so calm, and her head was filled with the scent of Dominic. A fresh woodsy scent mixed with all male spice. The smell alone seemed to ease her mind and soul. Before she knew it, Dominic stopped the car.
"Hang tight a sec," he said as he hopped out and prowled around the bonnet to her door, drawing her gaze to him--hmm. Adele could watch that man move all day and not get bored. Opening her door, he held his hand out to help her out of the SUV. She decided he was like a magnet. It would have been so easy for her to step away from him, but instead she moved into him--her brain didn't get any say in the matter. Dominic kept his hold on her hand, while the other went to her hip then swept up her spine to her neck. A tug on her ponytail tilted her head back, as his mouth descended toward hers, her eyes slid shut. He nibbled at the corner of her mouth before gently swiping his tongue along the seam of her lips.
With a gasp she felt sparks fly through her, all the way to her now curling toes. He took her invitation and plunged into her mouth to take her over. Raising her free hand up to his hair, she buried her fingers into the black softness. A wave of intense pleasure rolled through her, she pulled back and gulped air into her lungs before uttering a "wow." Opening her eyes slowly, looking up at him, she saw him studying her with passion soaked hooded eyes. A flash of red drew her attention to his mouth; he slowly licked his lower lip like he was savoring the taste of her, not wanting to waste a single drop. Her eyes tracked the movement. Watched as he lent down and nibbled the edge of her lips again while whispering to her.
"You taste divine, my sweet Adele. I will never be able to get enough of you, but for now I must stop. I have somewhere special I want to show you."
Pulling away from her slowly, Dominic headed to the back of the Rav. He was walking a little stiffly. She chuckled. She felt like he looked. She was getting very hot--and it had absolutely nothing to do with the sun. He returned a few minutes later, with his ruck-sac and her small backpack. He handed over her bag with a wink as he strapped his ruck-sac onto his back. Oh boy, the way his muscles flexed as he put that bag on just about had her drooling. She watched as he locked up the car. She noticed he stretched his hand forward like he was going to reach for her, and she moved her own hand out and took hold of his, linking their fingers together. She risked a glance at his face. He was grinning like a fool. He looked so happy. She couldn't help but smile back as he began to lead her up the path into the scrub.
"We only have to hike for about five minutes to get where we're going then we can sit back in the shade and relax for a bit." His deep smooth voice still affected her whole body the same way it had that first time.
Adele continued to smile as they strolled up the path holding hands. She wondered to herself why she wasn't afraid. She should be running in the opposite direction. She did not want a man in her life, but Dominic obviously wasn't going to go away any time soon, and to be perfectly honest, even if only to herself, she didn't want him to. Dominic was divine. He was tall, had short ink black hair, ice blue eyes and a body so muscular and defined she had trouble not drooling every time she saw him--and he wanted her, Little Miss Average. She shook her head at her thoughts, shifting her focus from inside herself to her surroundings.
How bizarre, trees and rocks started to look familiar, but she knew she'd never been here before. The hairs on her neck stood up as they came out into a clearing. She froze to the spot, unable to move. Dominic kept walking a couple paces before her hand slipped from his, alerting him to her having stopped. He spun around on her, looking worried.
"What's wrong, Adele? You've lost all your color." She felt him at her side a moment later, but she wasn't really tracking. He wrapped her hand around an open bottle of water and told her to drink. She did as she was told because her mind was reeling, and she couldn't think of a reason not to. The only thing missing from the scene before her was her chaton. This was the field in her dreams, the field where she met her chaton and found comfort. She slowly turned a full circle before facing Dominic again. He had turned his back to her as he bent to spread out the picnic rug over the grass. He stood, now facing her and still looking worried; he held his hand out toward her.
"Come here, Adele. I think you need to sit down before you pass out. You are looking very pale."
She put her hand in his, taking comfort in the warmth that spread from his hand up her arm. He guided her to the rug and helped her sit down. He sat behind her so that she was cradled between his large muscular thighs; his knees were bent and level with her shoulders. She leaned her head against his left knee, closed her eyes and took some deep breaths, taking his sent deep into her lungs. She instantly felt calmer. His touch calmed her further, but her world was still spinning. She opened her eyes as she felt him lean forward then felt his nose softly run up her neck toward her ear and jaw. He nuzzled her just below her ear. It felt familiar, right. She closed her eyes again and let go of all the remaining tension in her body and sighed into Dominic's embrace. She felt so warm and safe. She felt something else too, something she wasn't sure of--and something she was way too scared to name.