Miss Taken

by Cleo Scornavacca

  We pick up our stuff and head back to the house. Throwing everything down on the patio and going in the back door to Dominick’s bedroom. Our mouths meet and it’s wild. In no time we rip each other’s clothes off and our bodies fall as one onto the bed. We’re kissing and clawing at each other like hungry animals. Dominick grabs me by the waist and turns me onto my stomach. He presses his thigh between my legs. Then he reaches down and feels me there. We both love this position. He groans and declares.

  “Baby, you’re always ready for me. Your pussy is always wet. I love this.” He keeps rubbing my “this” in a way that could definitely make me come from his attentive fingers.

  “That’s it, Rain, just feel it. Your body is so beautiful and was made just for me. You always respond when I touch you. Now, tell me, Angel. How do you want it?”

  I moan and sigh. “Soft and slow.” Then I hear the wrapper and know he is sliding it over his erection.

  “Spread for me, Rain. I want in. It’s what I crave and where I belong.” His voice is so sexual that my body hits a new level. I feel like I could come before he’s even inside of me but I don’t. The ache at my core is building very quickly though. I do as I’m told and spread my legs wide all while pushing my ass is the air for him.

  “That’s my girl. I’m going to take you now, baby.”

  Dominick centers himself between my legs and slips deep inside me from behind. I love this position. I can feel Dominick so much more this way, plus I know it gives him the submission he craves from me. The control I don’t mind relinquishing when we are in bed together. His thrusts are slow and deliberate. It feels perfect.

  “Rain, I gave you slow and soft, but now I need you hard. Don’t move your body. Let me take you deep.” He gently directs my body so that I am lying of my back. He carefully brings each of my knees to my chest. Spreading them wide while he braces each of his hands there. He takes a deep breath in and his throbbing cock finds my greedy sex. He enters me slowly, presses further in, then starts to really move. His breath is fast and the noises he’s making are wild, hungry. I know he is going to come and so am I.

  I squeeze my pussy harder. This is his cue that I am going to come. Dominick is so forceful. He always takes the lead. He really makes me feel like I’m the most important thing in his world when we are together like this. I know it’s more than that but I love the sex with him. I need it and crave it each time we are together. I think about how he is claiming me and my body begins to quiver. He takes me through my orgasm with his continued assault on my throbbing center. It’s so strong and powerful it hurts. Dominick doesn’t slow. He works me hard.

  I know he is close to his release.

  I tighten my muscles around him. “That’s it, baby, I’m there, come with me, Angel.” His words take me to another climax and we both go over the edge together.

  Dominick disposes on the condom as usual and pulls me close to his chest. He buries his head in my hair. We lay there for a long time saying nothing.

  “You’re quiet.” He states.

  “I’m happy.” He smiles and I can feel it against me. All the way down to my toes.

  “Me too, baby. Rain, when do you want to leave?” I freeze and he feels it. “For Italy.”

  I soften, but don’t let go of him. “Hmmm, when do you think it would be good?”

  “I asked you first.” He teases.

  “C’mon Dominick, I’m not the only one going. You have a law firm to run. Those type of responsibilities aren’t a problem for me.”

  “You’re damn right! I wouldn’t let you go to Italy alone. All those men wanting what’s mine.” He’s being very possessive. I like it.

  “Now you’re going to have me in Italy.” I smile.

  “I’m always going to have you, Angel.” He declares this as if there is no other option. I’m okay with that. I don’t want out anymore. I’m starting to hope that our ‘Somewhere‘ will become even more. I’ve never felt this way about any other man, not even Marcello.

  We eat dinner and decide to leave for the city tomorrow to get ready for Italy. Dominick concludes we should book our flight for Monday morning. Then we would arrive in Naples by late evening their time. Everything is perfect.

  I must be more excited than I thought for our trip to Italy. I was sad to leave LBI, but Dominick said we could come down any time I wanted. We ate breakfast with Joseph and Anna. Later in the day after packing, we said our goodbyes to them and Max then headed up the Garden State Parkway towards Manhattan.

  I never did ask Dominick where his home was in the city, but I knew I would find out soon enough. We decided to head to my house first. Tommy was able to get back Saturday, so hopefully he will be home before I leave for Italy. I had neglected our business for far too long and there were a few things I thought best to go over before I left, for real this time. I gave Dominick the address to the brownstone. I live right outside of Central Park on a beautifully tree lined quiet street.

  When you enter the house it has a very long foyer. The entire unit has all original hard wood floors. There’s a very large living room and dining room. Each with its own fireplace. The kitchen is black with marble counters and stainless steel appliances. It’s a working kitchen not an eat-in one. The second floor has an open area that Tommy and I use as an exercise room. Off that main room we each have a large bedroom with private bath and walk in closets. The third flood is open space that Tommy turned into a work area and dark room.

  When we walk inside I call out for Tommy. Nothing. Oh God what if he’s upstairs, um not alone? Then out of nowhere he grabs me and spins me around. I scream.

  “Don’t do that Tommy! You scared the shit out of me!” Smiling, so he knew I wasn’t mad.

  “Kane finally brought you home to me.” Tommy knows that will piss Dominick off, but he doesn’t care.

  “Yes, but only until tomorrow.” I inform him.

  “I don’t get it. What’s tomorrow?” Tommy’s brow creases.

  Dominick announces. “I’m taking Rain to Italy tomorrow.”

  “So after all he put you through, Rain, you fucked him anyway.” Tommy hisses. “You never fucking listen.”

  I tug on my shirtsleeves and start to quietly cry. I’m unable to meet his eyes. Dominick comes close and places his arms around me. He knew it hurt. I know Tommy is disappointed in my actions but I know that he loves me. His seems to think that this type of honesty is for my own good.

  I went to speak, but Dominick beat me to the punch. “Let’s face it, Conte, you and Rain’s family would prefer her in that little tidy world you all control around her. Not allowing her to make her own decisions or letting her believe she can. You call it keeping her safe. I say it’s an excuse to keep her within arm’s reach. What you seem to forget is that Rain is a grown woman and if I’m one of the choices she has made then why can’t you just respect her decision? Especially, since you say you love her.”

  “Listen, Kane, don’t give me any of your bullshit. You kidnapped Rain for your own selfish purposes. Granted, you thought she was Raven, but you didn’t let her go once you knew the truth or give her any options. Then you took her to bed and you continued to mind fuck her on a daily basis. Let’s see how much you care once you get Daddy’s little piece of the pie from Rain’s father. I have a feeling I will be picking up those pieces for a very long time.”

  It’s safe to say both men are pissed and neither has any love lost between them. This has to stop before it comes to blows.

  “Tommy, you know I love you so much, but Dominick is right. I have to be an adult. I have to stand on my own. You can’t keep doing that for me. It’s not healthy for me, and it’s unfair to you.

  “Dominick and I didn’t exactly start out with a normal relationship, and we’re still learning about one another. I do know one thing though. You’re both important to me. Arguing is not going to solve this and it’s not going to change my mind or my feelings about either one of you. So let’s all agree to take it one step at a t
ime. Okay?”

  They both groan, but agree to be civil to one another for my sake. I decide it’s safe to go upstairs and pack. When I come down Tommy and I say our goodbyes. For some reason my heart hurts, I feel like I shouldn’t leave him. He knows something’s up? He hauls me to him and holds me tight. Then he whispers to me.

  “No one, Rain, and I mean no one, can take away what we are to each other, baby. I’ll always be where you need me to be. Now, you go and have some fun in Capri. If Kane starts his shit then I’m on the next plane to bring you home. I love you, baby, always.”

  I look up at him, smile and kiss him lightly on his lips. “You know I love you for that and more.”

  He smirks. “You better, now get out of here.”

  Dominick and I leave. We speed off to his house. Sunday traffic is slightly heavy in the city so the ride seems to go slowly. The whole time we’re in the car Dominick’s demeanor begins to change. I can feel it. He’s cold, but utters nothing for a while.

  “He really loves you.” He states but doesn’t look my way.

  “Yeah, he does, but not the way you’re thinking.”

  “C’mon, Rain, we both know better than that.” He’s pissed.

  I sigh. “Dominick, you and I will never work if you can’t understand my relationship with Tommy. We promised years ago we would always be there for each other. He has taken better care of me than I have of him. If you aren’t strong enough to handle it then let me go now. I understand how odd my relationship with Tommy may seem to outsiders, but you’re relationship with me is far from normal. So don’t push your luck.”

  Dominick didn’t respond to what I said. I’m sure this isn’t a good sign, but the silence is a welcomed break.

  Finally we reach his home in the city. Dominick lives in a prestigious neighborhood on the East side of Manhattan, near Lexington and Park. He has a four-story townhouse, also on a tree-lined street. The double door at his entrance is cream colored. In the foyer he has a beautiful table and matching mirror. His kitchen is very similar to my father’s except his counters are slate. Down off the kitchen is the formal dining room. All of Dominick’s furniture has clean lines and it’s very understated and masculine. The living room has an enormous fireplace covering an entire wall and large cream leather sectional from Italy. The mahogany staircase leads up to the second floor with two bedrooms, two baths and a large seating area, not unlike the one in my brownstone. The third floor has two more bedrooms and two more baths. The top floor is all Dominick’s. It has a gym, a small movie theater, office, large master bath, and his bedroom with triple French doors leading out to a large rooftop terrace. The terrace is beautiful. It’s romantic with its fire pit, hot tub, and all the rare exotic plants.

  I stood out there, enjoying the solitude. Suddenly the sun is gone and I feel lonely. My dad, sister, and Tommy aren’t that far away, but in that moment it feels like a million miles.

  I close my eyes and hug myself. Why am I feeling isolated? I took this trip many times alone. Maybe going with Dominick and having a relationship with him is going to be harder than I thought. It’s true that I have been with other men. Marcello being the longest and most serious, before Dominick. That was a long time ago and I never felt threatened by Marcello, just stupid because I was played for a fool. I take a deep breath, smelling fall in the air. Dominick comes from inside and stands behind me, pulling me to him.

  “I thought I might find you out here. This is my favorite spot of the house.”

  I turn and wrap my arms around his neck. Something is different about him. I can’t put my finger on it, but he definitely seems less familiar. “You have a lovely home and yes, you’re right, it really is beautiful out here.”

  He gazes down at my mouth and smiles. He takes my lips and begins to kiss me slow and easy. He thrusts his tongue forward and I open for him. Our mouths are one. He groans and starts to lift the hem on the dress I’m wearing. I don’t stop him. He pulls away and turns me around. My back to his front. Dominick leans in and whispers in my ear.

  “Let’s play a little game, Rain.” I begin to chill, but say nothing.

  “Am I pushing my luck Rain? Tell me yes or no.” He asks as he slides the dress up further.

  This was going to be too much, but I can’t let him break me. So I play along. “No, you’re not pushing you’re luck.”

  Then he lifts it over my head and throws it down on the terrace. He exposes my breasts and lace panties. My nipples harden from the cool evening air. He takes my breasts in each of his hands. I turn my head to see him.

  “Now am I pushing my luck, baby?” His face is blank.

  “No.” I whisper.

  “Hmmm. Would ripping these panties off be pushing my luck, Rain?”

  I’m so aroused by his little game, but I bet he was hoping it would have the opposite effect. He’s striving for a punishment fuck. We’ll see about that, Mr. Kane. “Rip them the fuck off me. And no that wouldn’t be pushing your luck either.”

  Off they came. The tearing sound the lace makes is erotic and I’m so wet, I just want to fuck him. I think I’m better at this than Dominick is. He places his hand between my legs. His jaw tightens, as he runs his fingers over my slick arousal.

  “Is this pushing my luck, Angel?” I moan in response.

  “No, it’s not pushing your luck.”

  Then he places two fingers inside of me, working my sweet spot.

  “How about now, is this pushing my luck, Rain?

  “No.” I whimper because I just want his cock inside me.

  I hear the package tear and he’s placing it over his hard-on.

  Then he pushes the tip of his erection in me.

  “C’mon, baby, isn’t this pushing my luck?” he teases.

  “No, it’s not pushing your luck, Dominick.”

  He presses in a little deeper. “This has to be pushing my luck. Tell me, baby.”

  “No, and I don’t like this game any longer.”

  “Oh, but, Rain, you had no problem with it in the car. Telling me I better like it the way it is or give you up. I told you, you are fucking mine. Don’t ever tell me I’m pushing my luck.” His words cut through me like a knife. In an instant I was lifted off my feet and moved from the terrace to Dominick’s bed.

  Then I feel him slide into me and moan. He goes faster and harder until he comes. For the second time with Dominick I’m not allowed to orgasm. I couldn’t feel anything but hurt. Well, I did feel ashamed. How could I allow this to happen? Maybe Tommy was right. I never listen. Dominick pulls out of me and leaves the room. I go into the bathroom to clean up.

  I dressed in leggings, a long black sweater, and my high heel ankle boots. I retrieve my bag and head downstairs. Dominick’s out on the terrace off the kitchen. He’s staring out at nothing. Then he shakes his head and smashes the glass he’s holding on the ground. I had called a cab while I was upstairs. I walk out the front door. The cab is there waiting for me.

  I climbed in.

  “Where to, Miss?” The cab driver asks.

  I give him my dad’s address and he starts to pull away. In that moment Dominick comes running out screaming after me.

  “RAIN! ANGEL, I’M SORRY PLEASE DON’T LEAVE!”

  “Keeping driving.” I whisper.

  “As you wish, Miss.” The cab speeds off, while driver is shaking his head due to the apparent situation that I am in.

  As we drive away Dominick’s voice starts to fade. I wonder if it will be that easy to forget about him.

  When the taxi driver arrives at to my dad’s townhouse, the lights are on, so I know someone is home. I pay the driver what I owed him, plus a generous tip. I walk up to my dad’s front door.

  Shit! I don’t have my keys with me. I knock.

  “I’ve got it, Theresa!” That’s my dad’s voice.

  Then the door swings open. I smile wide for my dad.

  “Rain, sweetie, you’re back.” He pulls me in for a big hug. God, I really missed my Dad. I hold
on a bit longer.

  “Yeah Dad, I’m back, but I leave again this week.” I decide not to divulge that I may be leaving with Dominick and not on my own. Especially because it looks as though our relationship is on the outs again. I can barely keep up with Dominick’s mood swings. I doubt very much my dad will have any sympathy towards him.

  “You look great.” Giving me the once over.

  “You don’t look so bad yourself.” I compliment, smiling at him.

  “Did you eat? Are you hungry? I’m grilling tonight.” He sounds like he wants me to stay.

  “No, Dad, I haven’t eaten so I’d love to stay for dinner. What are we having?”

  “I have steaks and burgers to put on. Theresa already made the fries, so they should be out of the oven soon. Mike and Raven will be here in a bit.” A family dinner. I’m glad I came by.

  “Perfect, Daddy. I’m going to call Tommy to come, if that’s okay? Oh, and Dad, is it all right if I head up to my room for a minute? I think I left one of my sweaters here that I need.”

  “Sure, honey, take your time. You know you can always call Tommy. He’s part of this family, too.” He smiles and I kiss him on the cheek and head up stairs to make my call and find my sweater.

  My sweater is laying over the chair that’s a part of my vanity set. I sit down on the bed to call Tommy. Just as I’m about to dial, it buzzes. Tommy’s calling me.

  “Tommy?”

  “Baby, where are you? What’s wrong? Kane called me looking for you.” Concern laces his voice.

  “I’m at my dad’s house.” I’m sounding guilty of something.

  “Rain, you never run to your dad’s house. What did Kane do this time?”

  “Long story. Want to come over for dinner? Mike and Raven will be here too.”

  “You’re evading my question but sure give me ten minutes and I’ll be right over.”

  I press end and put the phone down, but then it buzzes again.

  Dominick.

  “Hello.” Not bothering to hide how annoyed I am.

  “Rain, baby, where are you?” He’s panicking.