by K, S
Dom put a finger over her lips. “No more ‘sorry’s’. We’re officially starting over as of now. Is that okay with you?”
Keisha wiped her eyes and nodded. “Yes.”
Dominick leaned down and kissed her again, groaning as she eagerly deepened the kiss. She burrowed closer to him, standing on tiptoe to get as close to him as she could. Dominick lifted her up and sat her on the hood of the car and stepped between her legs. Keisha took that opportunity to lock her ankles around his waist. He put a hand on the back of her head, widening his mouth, kissing her rough and deep.
Keisha shuddered from the force of her emotions. She wanted him so bad, had wanted him ever since that first night. Keisha tried to unbutton his shirt, but her hands were trembling too much. Dominick reached up and just tore it open, causing buttons to fly everywhere.
Keisha grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head and threw it on the ground on top of his shirt. Dominick moaned when he saw her lacy bra which barely covered her burgeoning breasts which were spilling over the cups. He made fast work of unsnapping the bra and setting them free. Bringing his mouth to her breasts, he tried his damndest to suck and lick them both at the same time, finally settling on squeezing one then licking the nipple before switching up.
Keisha threw her head back as she pressed her hands to the back of his head. “Mmmm, that feels so good, Dom….”
“You taste so good…” Dominick whispered. Her breasts reminded him of firm ripe melons that he couldn't wait to put on a plate and sample.
“Do you…Ooooo” Keisha’s breath caught in her throat as his tongued slashed rapidly against her nipple. “Baby, no one’s coming back here, are they?” At this point she could care less if the FBI themselves were standing there. It would be worth it.
“Uh-uh…private property…part of the land for the condos…”
Keisha bit her lip as he moved down to her stomach and pushed his tongue through the hoop of her belly ring.
“So damn sexy…” he moaned. He unsnapped and unzipped her shorts. Keisha used her arms as leverage and lifted her hips to help him slip them and her panties off and down her legs then throw them to the ground to join the growing pile of clothes. “Lie back.”
When Keisha did as she was told, he placed her feet on the hood of the car and spread her thighs. His tongue immediately went to work between her legs, enthusiastically writing his name on her pussy in firm, decisive strokes. Keisha’s back arched off the car as she cried out over and over again. Before he got to the ‘N’ in Dominick she exploded. Dominick licked up her juices without pausing, filling his mouth with her flavor before he resumed spelling his last name. By the time he got to the ‘A’ in Spain, she came again.
He reached in his wallet to get a condom. After tearing it open, he rolled it over the hard bone of his shaft. Helping her off the car, he turned her around and pushed her flat down so that the front of her body was sprawled over the hood. Pulling her back by the hips, just a bit, he finally had her bent over just the way he wanted her. Dominick put one hand on her shoulder and the other on her hip then thrust up into her deep and swift. Keisha screamed from the ecstasy of his dick and came again.
“Aw damn. Keisha…..”
Dominick began long dicking Keisha and claiming his pussy. He switched up his strokes, hitting deep until she had to stand on her toes. Then he pulled almost all the way out and teased the outermost parts of her opening. He slowly circled his hips as he went deeper, inch by tantalizing inch.
“Is it mine, Keisha?”
“Yes Dominick! It’s yours baby!”
Dominick stroked her faster and faster, in and out, around and around hitting every inch of her melting sugar walls until cream ran down her inner thighs. “Don’t give my pussy away Keisha. You understand me?” he growled as he thought about Michael.
“N-n-no ….I...ohhhh….I don’t want anyone else but you Dominick! Ohhh shit!”
Satisfied, Dominick pumped a couple of more times then threw his head back. The contracting of Keisha’s pussy around his dick sent him over the edge. His moan started in his chest before sweeping down deep from the back of his throat. It ended as a gruff cry pushed out through clenched teeth as he came.
“Fuuucck…..!!”
The hand on her shoulder held her in place as he emptied his seed. His hips made little jerking movements as the last bit spilled out. Dominick fell over Keisha as his body went limp. He supported his weight on both hands which rested on either side of her. After taking several deep breaths, he lifted up and placed light kisses along the small of her back.
Finally, he found the strength to pull out of her, hissing as the sensation sent little aftershocks of pleasure running through his body. He helped her straighten up and held her for a few minutes.
When she raised her face to look up at him with a smile, he returned it and said, “I take it you enjoyed that.”
“You would be right,” she grinned.
They cleaned up with tissues from the car and put their clothes back on in between kisses. Dom held the door as Keisha got into the car. Before he closed it, he leaned down face level to her.
“Oh yeah. And I would kick Darrell‘s manipulative ass…” Keisha’s mouth opened in surprise. Her guilty expression confirmed his suspicion. “….but I owe him one for this.”
Dominick grinned and leaned in to kiss her once more before closing the door.
Chapter 21
Dominick and Keisha spent a great deal of time together over the next couple of months. Their days began to fall into a comfortable routine. They would ride to work together on the days that Keisha needed to be at the site, and soon Keisha just began spending the night at Dominick’s house. Their relationship was working out perfectly.
They also began to discover that they had many things in common and were very compatible. Dominick’s sense of humor matched Keisha’s and they kept one another laughing like crazy.
Keisha finally got a chance to meet Dominick’s daughter, Samantha and instantly fell in love with her. Sam was crazy over Keisha as well. The weekends she stayed with Dominick, the three of them would do fun things like go to the park or the zoo. At night, they would sit around watching movies and eating popcorn, or playing games. It became a habit for Keisha and Sam to make a batch of cookies for Dominick every Saturday night she was there. This was their ‘girl’s only’ time, and Dominick knew he wasn’t allowed in the kitchen until after the women told him it was okay.
The two of them didn’t put a label on what they had with each other. They weren’t ready for that yet, but they both knew it was something special and so did their friends. The six of them getting together to hang out became the norm as well. They rotated from one house to the other and would either cookout, watch movies, or sometimes go to the club every now and then.
Aleesha and Jerra noticed a change in Keisha and mentioned it to her one night while they were all at Dominick’s house. The men were checking out the new speakers Dominick had purchased for his media room while the women and Baby D were in the living room talking and catching up.
While talking, Keisha noticed Jerra kept looking at her with an odd expression on her face. “Heffa…what?? Why you keep starin’ at me like that?”
Jerra grinned. “Because you’re different.”
“What do you mean ‘different’?”
“She’s right, Keisha,” Aleesha chimed in. “You’re softer. I guess that’s the word we’re looking for.”
“Oh? And what, I was a hard ass gangsta bitch before?” Keisha laughed.
"Well, I wouldn’t quite say that, but..."
Keisha‘s eyes widened. “Are you serious? Was I that bad?”
“Now don’t put words in our mouths. We didn’t say that. But you’ve mellowed,” Aleesha observed.
“She’s in L-O-V-E.” Jerra sang out. Leesh laughed at the scowl on Keisha’s face.
“I am not! I don’t know what you two are talkin’ about. Just because you both
are head over heels, you think everyone else should be too. I’m the same person I was before. Not a thing has changed.” She paused when Dominick called her from the hallway.
“Hey Keisha….Kei-sha…” A second later he stood in the doorway.
“Yes, baby?”
“Sweetie, do we still have some food left? I’m starved.”
“Yes baby, would you like me to fix you a plate? Or we can run out and pick up something.” Jerra and Aleesha looked at her as if she’d lost her mind. They weren’t going anywhere. Marcus and Darrell could have some of the food they’d eaten earlier this evening if they were hungry.
“No baby, whatever’s in there is fine. Thank you,” Dominick smiled at her.
“You’re welcome, baby.” Keisha smiled back as she walked over to him and gave him a peck on the lips. When he wrapped his arms around her waist, she melted into him and the peck became a long kiss.
“Ump umm…” Jerra cleared her throat, but the two were in their own world and didn’t hear them. Jerra and Aleesha looked at each other and shook their heads.
“Nope. She hasn’t changed at all.”
One evening when Keisha and Dominick were out to dinner at their favorite restaurant, Keisha was listening as Dominick blew off steam about a job situation that was driving him crazy with one of the suppliers.
“Baby, I swear to God, if they don’t have that shipment in first thing Monday morning, I’m telling Mike to switch companies, and then we’re gonna turn around and sue their asses for breach of contract. I’m tired of messing around with them.”
“Well, baby, I know it’s a headache, but you’ve given them chance after chance. Now it’s up to….”
“Dominick?”
Dominick looked over Keisha’s shoulder as his name was called. Keisha frowned as his expression went from one of dislike to indifference. She turned around and looked at the woman who had called his name. She was very attractive, petite and stylish. Her hair was cut in a trendy bob that framed a face made up to perfection. The woman glanced at Keisha then immediately dismissed her with a roll of her eyes before turning her full attention to Dominick.
Keisha raised a brow as she looked the woman up and down. Who in the fuck was this, a chicken head from Dominick’s past? Bitch didn’t who she was messin’ with.
Dominick threw his napkin on the table and let out a loud sigh. “Justine. How are you?”
When Dom called out the woman’s name, Keisha quickly masked the look of surprise, but the woman saw her expression and a look of satisfaction crossed her face as she realized Keisha knew who she was.
“Keisha, I’d like you to meet my ex-wife, Justine. Justine, this is my girlfriend, Keisha.”
The two women sized each other up for a few moments. Because this was Sam’s mother, Keisha made an effort to be cordial. “Hello Justine, I’m pleased to finally meet you.”
Justine looked at Keisha, curled her lip up, then rolled her eyes again before looking at Dominick. Dominick’s jaw tightened. He opened his mouth to call Justine on her rudeness, but Keisha shook her head, letting him know it wasn’t worth making a scene over. Besides, Keisha had no problem speaking up if the situation called for it.
“Dominick, I’ve been trying to get in touch with you. I’ve left several messages, but you haven’t returned any of them. I don’t appreciate that at all.”
“That’s because we have nothing to say to one another. I told you Sam can’t go to New York to spend the summer with your parents, and that’s final. Now, if you want her to visit for a couple of weeks, fine, I don’t mind switching my weekends around. But she’s not going for three months.” Dom’s resolve on the subject was firm and unmoving. It wasn’t even up for discussion as far as he was concerned.
Justine glanced at Keisha. “I would appreciate it if you wouldn’t discuss our personal business in front of your latest girlfriend.”
Dominick leaned forward in his chair to glare at Justine. “First of all, her name is Keisha. Secondly, Keisha already knows about this because I’ve talked with her about it. Now, if you don’t mind, we were in the middle of dinner.”
Dominick looked back down at his plate and started eating again as if Justine was not standing there. If the woman wasn’t such a bitch, Keisha would feel a little sorry for her the way she stood there looking like an idiot as Dominick ignored her.
“You’ll regret treating me like this Dominick. I promise you.” Dominick continued eating then reached for his wine, still not paying attention to Justine. Finally, she turned around stomped away, fury evident in each step.
There was silence at the table for a few minutes. “Do you want to talk about it?” Keisha asked.
“Nothing to talk about, babe. Nothing at all.”
Keisha looked in the direction that Justine had left in. She had a bad feeling about that woman. For some reason, the phrase ‘hell hath no fury like a woman scorned’ repeated itself in her head several times. Keisha would definitely keep her guard up when it came to her.
Keisha and Dominick had been together almost three months. His birthday was in a couple of days, and Keisha had something very special planned. She had been working on his surprise for a month. Dominick was worse than a kid when it came to surprises; he bugged her for almost a week straight trying to get her to tell him what it was. She’d even caught him going through her email trying to find any information that would give him a clue.
“Dominick, for the last time, if I tell you it’s not a surprise…duh!”
“Baby, I know. I don’t want you to actually tell me. Just give me a hint. That’s all I’ve been asking for.” When she pretended not to hear him, Dominick tried subtle threats. “Alright. You know you have a birthday coming up. I don’t even want to hear it when I do the same thing to you….”
Keisha looked at him with unconcern etched on her face. “Okay,” she answered before going to the bathroom. Dom stood there looking at the closed bathroom door with a look of pure frustration.
It wasn’t just the fact that she wouldn’t tell him what the plans were. He could live with that if that’s all it entailed. But she’d also added the stipulation that they agree to abstain from sex for the week leading up to his birthday, some crazy idea she’d gotten from Aleesha. He'd agreed, but now he was curious as hell - and after a couple of days, it had him unable to concentrate.
She wouldn’t even go down on him, and as much as she loved to let him eat her pussy, she wouldn’t even let him sniff it even though he tried to tempt her on more than one occasion.
Finally, she extracted a promise from him that he wouldn’t push the issue and that he wouldn’t try a “sneak attack” on her like he’d done the other night when she’d been asleep. He’d managed to slide his fingers inside of her and had her moaning for it while still asleep. When she woke up and found out what he was doing, she threatened to go to the other room to sleep if he couldn’t control himself.
“Is there a problem if we don't have sex for a couple of days, Dominick?” She’d poured the guilt on thick and stared at him until he lowered his eyes in shame. He wanted to tell her, ‘hell yeah there was a problem'! But then he caught himself. He didn’t want her to make good on her threat and start sleeping in the other bedroom.
What he couldn’t get over was the fact that it so easy for her to stick to the 'no sex' stipulation. He could’ve sworn he had put this dick on her so good that she needed sex as much as he did - he had the scratches on his back to prove it. Well, he couldn’t wait for tomorrow night because he was gonna tear her pussy up to the point where she would feel like a crack fiend if she didn’t get a hit on a nightly basis. He’d make sure this would be the last time she was able to even think about pulling a stunt like this again.
Finally, Friday came. Dominick’s birthday. He had taken the entire day off. Keisha had arranged for him and his boys to play a round of golf at their favorite golf course followed by a pampered spa/massage treatment especially for men so he would be good and relaxed
by the time he got home.
Darrell complained about going to a spa but the couple of times they’d come before, he had beaten Dom and Marcus to one of the tables. He especially enjoyed the hot rock treatments. The direct heat of the stones was guaranteed to relax and soothe the muscles of the body and leave them rejuvenated and stress free.
“Yeah, at the moment, you need this more than we do, my brotha,” Darrell laughed at Dominick. “See…I don’t have to worry about my woman holdin’ out on me.”
“She’s not….never mind.” Dom frowned at him, wondering why he bothered to tell Darrell anything. Dominick knew he was trying to provoke him, so he decided to ignore him, and Marcus too, who was trying his best to hold his laughter inside.
“You know what? Fuck ya'll.”
Later that evening, he was dressed and sitting on the couch waiting on Keisha. He looked at his watch for the tenth time in as many minutes. He wished she would hurry up so that they could get to wherever it was they were going. He didn’t want dinner, he didn’t want dancing, he just wanted Keisha's pussy.
Finally she came out of the room, and all he could do was stare. Wow! His first thought was how in the hell was she able to breathe in that dress. His second thought was, thank God she’d figured out a way to do so, because the way that black strapless Herve Leger micro mini molded to her curves had him feeling like he was gonna be the shit when people saw her at his side.
“Damn!” He couldn’t think of anything else to say. “Baby….damn!”
Keisha walked over to him in sky high stilettos with a smile full of promises for tonight. She had been to the salon and gotten her hair and nails done, and she smelled incredible. “I take it you approve.”
“You have to be one of the most gorgeous women, I’ve even seen in my life.”
“Awww. Thank you, baby. I promise tonight will be a night you’ll never forget. Let’s go. The limo is waiting outside.” Dominick’s brows rose in surprise. Limo?
