by Cassy Roop
“Ashley, you are burning up. Your eyes are glassy. Love, I think you need to see a doctor,” he stated firmly. I mustered all of the strength I could to look up at him and tell him I was fine, but as I did, a wave of dizziness overcame me and I had to grip the steering wheel to keep from falling out of the car.
“Whoa. That is it. I’m taking you to the clinic,” he said and I started to protest only to have him brushing me off as he bent down to lift me from the driver’s seat and carried me around to the other side of the car to plant me in the passenger seat. I didn’t have time to refuse as Rownan was already in the driver’s seat and starting the car. My body felt achy and heavy as I slumped further down into the seat, and soon my eyes were closing as sleep overtook me.
My visit to the doctor resulted in me finding out that I had a severe sinus infection. The doctor sent me away with a prescription for an antibiotic and to get some rest. Rownan waited for me the entire time I was at the doctor and even drove me home in my car before hopping in a cab to take him back to the art studio where his car was. I spent the entire rest of the day in bed and most of the next. Wednesday had rolled around and I was feeling much better. I stripped off the sheets on my bed so that I could wash all of the sickness off of them and tried to tidy up around the apartment.
Kelly and I were hardly home at the same time since I sent Dominic and Knox to jail and I wondered if it was deliberate. I missed her almost, if not more, than I missed Dominic. She was someone who had been through thick and thin with me ever since I moved to the greater Chicago area, and it felt like I was missing one of my limbs. I didn’t have any siblings, and with both of my parents having already passed, Kelly was the one person who I considered to be my family.
I sat at the kitchen table nursing my coffee as I reminisced about all the great times that Kelly and I had together. My heart physically ached in my chest at the loss I felt of not being close to her these last few days. My sister in every way other than blood, she was my rock, my foundation that I depended on more than anything, especially after my divorce. Now, the one person I needed the most, was avoiding me at every chance. I had heard through the grapevine, as well as on the news, that Dominic and Knox were out on bond. To think that either one of them had to spend even one second in jail, broke my heart, but I had to do it to protect them. Asher’s blackmail made sure that I did as instructed. He used my love for Dominic, Kelly, and Knox as a way to get back at them. It was his own fault that he was kicked out of the club the night he tried to attack me, and now he was using the blackmail as revenge against Dominic and me.
Taking another draw from my coffee, my mind wandered back to the last time that Dominic and I were together at his apartment. He had surprised me in the kitchen when I was making him breakfast before he had to catch his flight to New Orleans. I remembered how his strong hands lifted me on to the counter and how his eyes raked over me with heat and passion. His hands tried to find every naked span of my skin like an addict tried to find his next fix. I would never forget the blaze in his dark brown eyes as it looked like he had fire burning from his irises. My skin burned with even the slightest brush of his fingertips, and his need to be inside of me once more before he left for his trip nearly had me coming on the spot.
I nearly spilled my coffee all down my shirt when I jumped as someone knocked on my apartment door. Feeling embarrassed that anyone could have seen my lustful daydream, I tried to compose myself before I answered. If I thought I was flushed just before I opened the door, then that was like being in the cold frigid lands of the Arctic Circle because when I opened the door, I thought that my body had fallen into the fiery depths of hell. Spontaneous combustion was my only option as I came face to face with Dominic.
I made Knox leave me alone after he spent 2 days at my apartment driving me insane. If I hadn’t already been losing my mind over Ashley and the situation, I would have definitely lost it with him hovering over me like a mama hen. I knew he was afraid that I would do something desperate and was just trying to keep me in line, but I had had enough and booted him out this morning.
Knox went to meet up with Drake and the rest of the security team to inform them of what was going on, and to also seek their testimonies for when we went to trial. They knew for a fact exactly every single action that went down at the club, and also knew that the only thing we sold were memberships. If there were any exchange of money between Madams, Dominants and their subs, they would have known.
I had been alone in my apartment for several hours, and the silence in the room was deafening compared to all the noise going on in my head. I couldn’t even look around the room without thinking about Ashley. She was the first and only woman I had ever invited to my place and I swear I could smell her scent everywhere. It was haunting and did nothing to help me keep my thoughts away from her and the situation.
I walked into the kitchen thinking that food might help me keep my thoughts at bay, only to be stricken with heated memories of the morning I took Ashley on the island counter before my flight to New Orleans. Her responsiveness to my touch made my dick hard as I struggled to block the invading memory. Her skin, her breasts, and her gorgeous fucking pussy as it tightened around me just before she came.
I whipped my eyes open, placed my hands down on the counter and bowed my hands to try and gain control. I was slowly slipping into the realms of insanity and I could not tell reality from a memory anymore. I could feel my arms start to shake from the pressure I was putting on the countertop as I tried to maintain my composure. I felt like a rubber band stretched to the max and at any moment, someone was going to let go and send me flying. My heart pounded in my chest, beating against my ribcage and I took deep breaths trying to calm down. How could I be feeling both lust and anger at the same time? Why is it that she had to invade every corner of my mind to where I was left with nothing but thoughts of her?
I wanted answers. I needed answers. Pushing off from the counter, I paced the floor in the kitchen. The more time that went by, the more the thoughts festered and I was driven mad. There was only one person who could explain why things happened like they did. All I needed to do was go to her. Enough was enough. I needed the truth from Ashley. Grabbing my keys, I stormed out of my apartment. I knew Knox wouldn’t approve and would be downright pissed off at what I was about to do, but it wasn’t his heart on the line.
I had been sitting outside of Ashley and Kelly’s apartment for nearly half an hour trying to get the courage to confront the one woman who had both captured my heart and destroyed it. I needed to remain level headed because it would do me no good to demand answers from her when she would either deny the truth, or close up completely on me.
Hesitantly, I stepped out of the Aston Martin and leaned against it as I fought with my inner conscious that told me I needed to walk away, but my heart wouldn’t hear of it. I came here for answers, and answers I would get.
I breathed deeply one last time to try to remain calm before I struggled to put one foot in front of the other and walk to her apartment door. My legs felt like jelly, and my whole body was buzzing with nervous anticipation. I had no clue what to say or how to say what was on my mind. I was going into it without premeditation or even thinking.
Once I reached her door, I stood staring at the large panel of wood that separated me from the woman I both loved and hated at the same time. All of the mixed emotions that were like a lightening inferno had me wanting to bust the door down, so I stood there for a few moments trying to get control over myself. My heart was thrashing around in my chest and I had to wipe away a layer of sweat that had formed on my brow. How had it all come to this? Me standing there nervous as a fucking skittish cat? The tiny person on the other side of that door held me—my heart, my balls, and my future in her fucking hands.
Lifting my heavy as lead arms, I pounded my knuckles on the door before resting both of my hands against the doorframe allowing it to support me to keep from falling over. I hung my head to try to ease some of the tension in my neck and
shoulders from being wound up so tight. The breath was knocked out of my body when Ashley opened the door and I lifted my head to have our eyes collide. Her gorgeous as sin eyes widened in shock and the green of her irises darkened.
She stood there in stunned silence with her mouth gaping open as she took in the sight of me at her door. The perfect peach pigment of her skin drained from her stunning features, leaving a ghostly white hue of confusion and fear. The only sign that proved to me she was actually breathing was the rapid rise and fall of her chest as she struggled to maintain her composure.
“Dom…” she said in the faintest whisper, almost too silent to hear. Her eyes pooled with water from the buildup of tears. Her weight shifted back and forth, as she struggled to say something in her surprise. Not leaving her any opportunity to shut the door, I barreled past her so swiftly that it sent the door banging into the wall behind her. She flinched and jumped back slightly with the force of my entry. Timidly, she reached for the handle of the door and closed it, revealing the hole I placed in her wall when the doorknob collided with the sheetrock.
“What are you doing here?” she questioned as she folded her arms around her middle defensively. I paced the floor between the couch and the kitchen table trying to remain calm, but also to keep myself from grabbing her and fucking her brains out right on the spot. It angered me more that my body couldn’t be immune to her after all that she had done to me. It pained me to still harbor these feeling for the blonde beauty who had captured my entire existence in just the palm of her hand. It pissed me off more than anything that I still wanted her.
“If you aren’t going to say anything, then why did you come here, Dominic? If you came here to yell, vent or whatever, then fine, do it. But if you came here for answers, then you will be sadly left wanting.”
I turned from having my back to her to see her propped against the back of the couch. Adorned in nothing but a light blue cami and white shorts that hit her slightly above mid-thigh, she leaned back with her arms still folded across her chest. The position caused her breasts to press out and I could make out the hard points of her nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt. Her long, buttery smooth legs were stretched out and crossed at the ankles in a relaxed manner. My traitorous dick painfully grew in my pants and no matter how hard I willed it not to pay attention to the seductive vision of Ashley, it wouldn’t listen.
“Why?” I barked out and she nearly slid to the floor at my sudden outburst. She pressed away from the couch and stood up tall, rolling her shoulders back to try to gain height. I knew she was doing it to try to seem in control, in charge, but her eyes told me a completely different story. They were shiny with unshed tears, and darting everywhere except for right at me.
“I-I can’t answer that Dominic. I have my reasons. Just-just leave, okay? This-this should not be happening. You shouldn’t be here,” she said trying to sound sovereign.
“You have your reasons? Just what the fuck reasons are there, Ashley? Huh? What is the fucking reason you want to destroy every part of me?” I yelled as I took a step toward her. Defensively, she took a step back from me until her ass once again came into contact with the couch.
Good.
Now she had nowhere to go.
“I let you in to parts of me that no one has ever been. I confided in you. I trusted you. I fucking fell in love with you and for what? Tell me what, Ashley!”
Large tears spilled over onto her cheeks as she turned her head away from me. I was in front of her in two seconds grabbing the back of her head and fisting my hands into her hair to force her into looking at me. A thermo-fucking-nuclear reaction ignited in my hand just from the one single touch of my hands on her, even if it was only her head. My breath was coming in heavy pants and I felt like I could fucking keel over right there in front of her.
“Tell me why you thought it so fucking important, Ashley, to annihilate me? To crush not only my career, my life, but also my fucking heart as well? Dammit! You have fucking wrecked me! I don’t know how to deal with this! I don’t know how to hate you and want you at the same time!” I said as my grip in her hair tightened. My other hand squeezed the flesh on her hipbone as I kept her immobile, refusing to let her escape from me.
“Dominic, p...please…” she stammered breathlessly as her eyes darted back and forth between mine. Her hiccupped sobs were now coming relentlessly from deep within.
“No! You please, Ashley. You don’t get the luxury to fucking beg me for anything until I get some answers from you! FUCK!”
Violently, I pushed myself away from her. Her scent, her nearness, made me fucking dizzy and I couldn’t think straight. My desire to have her, and my desire to get answers were colliding with each other in savage force and only one of them would come out the victor.
“You don’t get to do this to me! You don’t get to make me love you, and then slaughter me!”
I was on the verge of total loss of control. I couldn’t breathe. The ache in my chest hurt so fucking much, I feared my heart would detonate in a massive explosion from the pain. This right here is how my mom felt about my father. The uncontrollable consumption by someone else that took possession over you so completely, you had no authority over your own feelings and actions.
She was sobbing uncontrollably at this point that for a brief moment, I felt sorry for her and it was that brief moment of sympathy that she made her way inside of me again and I made a huge mistake.
I walked back over to her, grabbed her wrists and yanked her body to mine. My mouth covered hers and I forced my tongue inside of her mouth. I had lost it. I now had lost all supremacy over my thoughts and actions as the desire to dominate her compelled me. I was angry, and our teeth clashed together viciously as I lapped and sucked hard on her tongue. Her taste was like poison to me. A flavor so potent, that it absorbed into my bloodstream making me crave the taste, made me beg for more.
She whimpered as her fingers clenched to the front of my shirt trying to get closer.
“You can’t deny this, Ashley. You don’t get to run. You don’t get to possess me and fucking leave. I own you just as much as you own me,” I said as I pulled my tongue out of her mouth. I bit down on her lip and tasted the metallic tang of her blood upon my taste buds. Not letting go of her lip, I reached my hand up to squeeze her firm breast and pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger forcing a moan out of her.
Releasing her lip and breast, I gripped the backs of her thighs spreading her legs open and lifted her up. I turned to the right and slammed her body up against the wall nearly knocking the breath out of her. I was being rough, but I didn’t care. There was a demon inside of me and the only way he was going to be quieted was to have her. To shake him I needed to be plunged into the dripping wet folds of her pussy.
I reached between us, and in one swift motion, I ripped the seam of her shorts that acted as a barrier between me and the releasing of my demon. Her panties were gone in the very next breath and I unbuttoned my pants releasing my painfully swollen cock. I could feel my heartbeat pulsing in the head of my dick. Holding her against the wall with my hips, I pulled off my belt and wrapped it around her wrists binding them together before lifting her hands over her head
“Do I need to fuck the answer out of you, Ashley? Is that what you want? I can feel how hungry your tight little pussy is for me. I know you need me to fill you, don’t you? You want this. You want me. Tell me dammit! Tell me now!”
“Y-y-yes,” she admitted. I teased her clit with the tip of my dick as it slid in the moistness of her heat. The action sent shockwaves of pleasure through my shaft and had my stomach clenching in knots with anticipation to fill her. The memory of how her walls coated my dick nearly had me exploding all over her.
“Look at me. Look at me as I take you, Ashley. I want you to feel every line of my cock as it slides into your body. I want you to feel every single sensation, every ripple as I invade your body like you have invaded my mind.”
I plunged inside of
her and stilled as my cock intruded into the heat of her pussy. I groaned with pleasure at being able to be inside of her once more. Slowly, I withdrew my cock before slamming back into her again. Her back beat against the wall behind her, causing her head to bang upon the sheetrock. I continued my assault on her with slow withdrawals and forceful thrusts to the point where she would be bruised in the morning by my bombardment, but I didn’t care. I wanted her to feel every inch of me. I wanted her to be so completely filled by me that she would go insane when I wasn’t there.
“Dominic, please, please I need…”
“You what? You need to come? You need release?” I growled. “This is how you always make me feel, Ashley. I am in constant need of a release when it comes to you,” I said as I increased my pace.
Her thighs squeezed my sides, and I pushed her away abruptly and let her feet fall to the floor. Gripping her belted wrists, I pulled her over to the couch and bent her over as I shoved myself back inside of her from behind. She had to brace herself by pressing her forearms into the cushion in front of her to keep from planting face first on to the couch. Her tits slapped against her chest with each propulsion of my cock and it drove me further. Relentlessly, I thrust into her and each push caused my balls to smack right onto her clit.
“Oh God!” she yelled in a feral growl. My fingers dug into her hipbones and I plunged myself into her over and over.
“Keep yelling, Ashley. God isn’t going to help you right now. There is only me. Feel me. Feel every single bit of me. Take back this possession you have on me!”
She erupted violently on me as her juices coated my cock from her powerful orgasm. Just a few more forceful thrusts and I detonated inside of her, and my knees threatened to buckle beneath me. She collapsed full onto the couch, which caused me to slip out from inside of her. I used my hand to pump the rest of my cum from my shaft before reaching down to smear the fluid all over her ass.
