I didn’t know and at this moment, I didn’t care. I wanted my husband, all of him.
“Shh…Angel, in good time.” That was all he said, as he pulled away and slid my jeans from my body and discarded the remnants of them onto the floor.
I thought I would lose it, at the brief disconnect his fingers had from my body. Then he eased his way down, so his mouth could take over where his fingers had left off.
“Dominick, don’t stop.” I groaned, as his tongue teased my sensitive lips.
“I love it when you're vocal with me, baby.” He said, as he stopped for a brief moment, looked at me, and grinned.
Then he returned his attention to my throbbing center. He opened my body further and allowed the tip of his tongue to glide up and down the middle of my pussy. Every so often, he pressed it deep inside of me.
Then he replaced his mouth with his two fingers. They worked rhythmically inside and outside of my center.
I reached down between my legs with one hand and joined in on the pleasure, while my other hand pulled on Dominick’s hair.
“That’s it, Baby, let me watch you touch yourself.”
I continued to rub my clit and every so often I gently patted the nub as not to lose myself so soon, I watched as Dominick sat back to enjoy the show. This made me bolder. I spread even further, as my fingertips glided over my swollen, drenched core.
Dominick began to stroke his erection. He knew that if I kept up this erotic self-assault on my body, then I wouldn’t need him to come. I would be able to do it all on my own.
Yet he would have none of that. He quickly pulled my hand away, so that I couldn’t orgasm and brought it to his mouth, so that he tasted my arousal. Once he finished sampling my fingers, he held my wrist at my side. This assured him the control he needed, so that his cock would be the one to finish me off.
With his other hand he guided himself deep inside of me. “Fuck, baby, you are so wet for me.” He growled, as he slowly watched himself slide in and out of my body.
He continued to observe his thrusts and in turn his body’s reaction was stronger, and more deliberate. I used my free hand to touch myself again, as he pushed in and out of me. But just as before, my actions were prevented. Dominick took hold of my other wrist and firmly held it down, as well.
His dominance created even more pressure between my legs. I wanted him like this. I wanted him to own my orgasm and me.
“Your body belongs to me. I didn't give you permission to give yourself relief. I am the only one who can do that for you.” His jaw was tight, as he spoke through clenched teeth.
I knew, like me, that he was almost there.
His hips started to charge forward faster and faster, harder and harder with every thrust. My body matched his movements entirely.
Everything about Dominick and me were connected, our hips, his hands, my wrists, our breathing, but above all, our passion and love for one another. It was what helped us get through anything. It was what overflowed in every deliberate action in this bed and in our lives.
Dominick’s expression was feral. He now had both of my wrists in his one hand over my head. His other hand went to my swollen nub, as he pressed deeper and deeper inside of me. He did for me what I wanted to do for myself.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want me to; I play with myself during sex. It was that he needed to be the one to give me complete sexual euphoria. His desire was to own every emotion that I had with every deliberate movement of every part of his body.
The thought of how he felt made my body pulse forward with his. Our bodies and minds called to each other, as together we reached our individual peaks. We were both intimately and yet, ferociously transported over the edge to our sensual ending.
Once we found our ecstasy and our breathing evened out, Dominick carefully laid his body over mine and released my wrists to intertwine our fingers together. He buried his face in my neck and gently kissed me.
His lips slowly reached my ear to speak. “You are mine, Rain. I needed to remind you of that before you leave me tomorrow.”
His sexy declaration made me want him even more.
I brought my arms around his neck and I, too, buried my head there, as he had done with me. I couldn't let go of him, especially since I knew that I would be gone tomorrow on my trip to Capri.
Chapter Thirty-Two
An Extended Vacation…For Some of Us
Rain
Everyone in the house woke up early, so that we could get to the airport on time. Dominick drove the twins and I, while Gerard drove Tommy and Daniel, who went with Anna and Joseph.
The airport was crowded, but we didn’t have any lines to wait in except for security. Then we were escorted to the tarmac, where our jet was already waiting. I could definitely get used to this type of service.
Everyone said goodbye to Dominick first. Then it was my turn. I knew I didn’t want to cry and make him worry about me, especially with everything that he had to deal with at this point, but I couldn’t help it. I was leaving for Europe and leaving him behind. None of this sat well with me. The strange thing was that none of it felt right, either. I couldn’t for the life of me put my finger on it, but something seemed amiss.
I was transported from my thoughts by two arms that wrapped around me. Those arms were attached to the body of the man who made passionate love to me over and over again last night. I guess he was to blame for my exhaustion this morning.
I grinned, because it was entirely worth it.
“What are you smiling about, Mrs. Kane?” He looked amused.
“Oh, I was just thinking about last night and how I want you to do that again and again and again to me.”
“Hmmm…there will be plenty of that and even more when you come back to me.”
“Are you positive that you can’t come with us?” I teased, although I knew it wasn’t a possibility at this point.
“Baby, you know if I could, I would, but I just can’t, not now anyway.”
“I know.” I lowered my head, as my tears fell down my face.
“Hey, hey, what’s this? It’s not forever. It’s just until Mema is feeling better, that’s all. If I can get away, I’ll fly out to Capri myself.”
“You promise?” I pouted.
He smiled and wiped my tears, as he cradled my face. “I promise, Rain. I promise.” Then he kissed my lips and sent me on my way.
The flight was incredible. I made a mental note myself to ask Dominick if we could take the jet again once everything at home was cleared up.
The twins did really well; other than a few small peeps, they didn’t cry once during the flight.
We reached Rome on time and took the car service that Dominick had hired to bring us to the ferry. I had to give him credit, he had thought of everything.
We opted to take the slow ferry to the island. I was fearful that the hydrofoil would be too much for my babies. The trip took about an hour and a half. Once we arrived, our taxis were waiting. I took credit for this one. I called ahead in Rome to make sure we had two. Capri couldn’t accommodate larger vehicles, so with five adults and two babies, two taxis were definitely needed.
Tommy, the twins and I went in one taxi, while Joseph, Anna and Daniel went in the other. I was fine for the entire trip, but then when we reached the top of the hill and my dad’s house came into view, a nauseated feeling ran through my body.
The drivers parked their assigned cars and helped us retrieve our bags. Anna took Angel and I took Joseph,Jr. from each carrier to bring them into the house. Tommy helped by retrieving the pack and play, so that we could set it up in my old room for the twins to sleep in. We had to rough it a bit while we were here. I hadn’t yet had time to order furniture to keep here for the twins with everything that had been going on back home.
I was just about to knock on the door for Antonio, when a familiar female shrill came from behind me.
I turned slowly to see Mema walking rather quickly down the road from where we just cam
e. Antonio wasn’t far behind her.
I looked at my traveling companions. At this point they wouldn't meet my gaze.
Shit! I’ve been had.
“Rain, Rain, amore mio, Antonio said you were coming. Let me see those beautiful babies.” Mema yelled with joy. Her excitement soothed me for the moment.
“Hi Mema, you look amazing. Doesn’t she look amazing everyone?” I turned to see Tommy and Daniel hiding their amusement, while Joseph and Anna seemed scared to move.
Mema fussed over the twins and me before she and Anna brought them inside. All of the men tried to escape inside with them, but I wasn't about to let them go without an explanation.
“Not so fast!” I bellowed.
They all carefully turned to face me, not one of them making eye contact.
I stood with my arms crossed to hear them explain themselves.
“Who wants to go first and explain to me how Mema made a full recovery from the elusive illness Dominick claimed she had?”
“Baby, Mema wasn’t really sick at all.” Tommy confessed, as he stepped forward.
“You don’t say? Wow! I would have never guessed it, if you hadn’t just told me so.” I was annoyed and I had every right to be.
“Listen, Rain, none of us felt great about deceiving you, but we all knew you would have never come out here, otherwise.” Daniel added.
“So let me get this straight. Dominick made up this entire story and all of you just went along with it, including Mema?” My voice was calm, but they knew I could blow at any moment.
“Rain, my darling girl…” Mema came back outside with Anna and the twins. She handed my baby boy to Joseph, walked over to me and touched my cheek.
“You know I would do anything for you, so when Dominick explained his dilemma, I agreed to go along with it, si.” Mema continued.
“Then why aren’t you in bed pretending to be sick?”
She smiled. “Because after I spoke with Dominick and he told me how upset you were, I knew that once you had arrived, I couldn’t let this lie go on for much longer. Antonio and I discussed it and we decided that we would tell you the truth immediately.”
“I see.”
“I’m so glad you're here.”
I took Mema’s hand. “I know you are.”
“Why don’t we all go in and settle down?” Antonio suggested.
They all walked towards the house again.
“Just one minute!” I stated and they all turned again to look at me. “I’m not done with any of you yet.”
They looked to each other and then back to me.
“First, Mema, did you tell Dominick that you were going to tell me the truth when I arrived?”
“No, amore mio. He thinks everything is going as planned”
“Good, now will someone please tell me why he wanted me away from New York all of a sudden?” No one spoke up, but that didn't matter. My phone buzzed and I knew I would get my answers from the caller on the other end.
“Raven, I’m so glad you called.”
“Rain, listen, I tried calling you last night, but you didn’t answer. I left numerous messages for you to call me.” She sounded worked up.
“I was unavailable after you left.” I stated without going into any detail. I did have a captive audience and there was no need to elaborate on my sex life with Dominick in front of them.
“I should have known that’s what you were doing. Don’t you two ever sleep?” Her statement made me laugh out loud.
“I’ll take that as a no. Anyway, I tried to get to you before you got on that flight.”
“Why?”
“Mema isn’t sick?”
I knew I could count on Raven.
“She isn’t?”
“No,” Raven confirmed. “Dominick planned all of this so you would be out of the city when his preliminary hearing took place.”
“Wait, his hearing? You told me his hearing for the Bar Association wasn’t until November. What happened?”
“Your husband happened? He requested a preliminary one now and if it works out, then the one in November would be cancelled.”
“I don’t get it.”
“He couldn’t sit still long enough to wait until November, so he challenged the board and the hearing is being held next Tuesday at eleven o’clock at the firm. So, you see, that’s why he wanted you out of town, ASAP.”
“Listen, Raven, I need a place to stay.”
“I thought you were staying at the house in Capri?”
“I’m coming home.” I announced.
“WHAT!” Her voice resounded through the speaker on my phone, but her remark was echoed by everyone that stood next to me.
“You heard me. I’m coming home to help him…to save him, even if it’s only from himself.”
“Rain, do you think that’s a good idea?”
“It’s the only way. Trust me, Dominick isn’t the only one with a plan. I need you to keep your ears open and let me know if anything changes. I need to stay somewhere, anywhere but not my home in the city. Dominick can’t know I’m back.”
At that moment, Tommy chimed in. “Baby, you can stay at the brownstone.”
“That’s true, he wouldn’t look for me at the brownstone, even if he were to become suspicious.”
“Okay then, it’s settled. I’ll tie up some loose ends here and I’ll fly out on Sunday. This way I’ll arrive Monday and have everything in place for Tuesday morning. Oh and I’ll contact you once I get my new phone.”
“What new phone?” Raven asked.
“One that doesn’t possibly contain Dominick’s tracking device on it. I’ll leave my phone here and I’ll call him from the new phone with some lame excuse that the battery isn’t working properly.”
“All right, Rain, I hope you know what you're doing?”
“For once in my life, I know exactly what needs to be done and I’m the only one who can do it.”
We finally went inside and settled in for the evening. I decided that tomorrow I would head to the vineyard house to check on the renovations. I knew that the last time Dominick was here, he said everything was on schedule, but I just wanted to see it for myself.
I would also contact Marcello tomorrow to see if he would be able to come with me to Dominick’s hearing on Tuesday. I knew Dominick would be livid when he saw us, but there was nothing he would be able to do about it. I needed to use everything at my disposal to help my husband.
I left a message for Mike and for Detective Stack, as well. I was pretty certain both of them knew about the hearing and hopefully they would both be ready for what was about to go down.
The next day, I woke up earlier than usual. I checked my phone and found messages from Dominick, Mike and Detective Stack. Both he and Mike agreed that they would be at the hearing without hesitation.
Dominick’s message was more solemn. I knew that this was tough for him. His entire family, other than Raven and my dad were here in Capri. I knew he missed our babies and me, so I called him immediately, but his phone went straight to voicemail.
“Hello, Mr. Kane. I’m sure you're busy, but I got your message and you sounded so sad. The twins and I miss you very much, but hopefully Mema will recover quickly and we will be home with you, sooner rather than later. Oh, and before I forget, my phone is giving me trouble, so I’m going to get one of those disposable phones for now and I’ll text you later with the number. I love you, Dominick.”
That should keep him satisfied for a while.
I headed to the vineyard and was surprised by the progress. I was amazed at all of the touches that Dominick had added to the place. I couldn't wait to come here on family vacations with everyone.
After I spoke to the foreman of the site, I headed over to Marcello’s place to let him know exactly what was going on. I had explained some of it in my phone message,but I wanted to see if he could leave on such short notice to help me, being I hadn’t heard from him, when I called him from back in the States.
I reached his place just as a beautiful blonde was walking out his door barefoot and adjusting the buttons on her blouse.
Nothing ever changes with him. I chuckled to myself.
He followed behind her and stood in the doorway, shirtless.
A girl can look and Marcello certainly looked good.
“Bella, I’m glad you're here. I received your message.”
“And?” I prompted him.
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