Deporting Dominic

by Lindemann, Renee

“Mi puta sucia,” he snarls clutching my hips. My brain runs through its Spanish to English dictionary quickly translating. Did he just call me a dirty bitch? I think so but strangely I am not offended it actually turns me on more. I am wildly riding him as the words run through my mind. I come so hard I cannot bear to move any more. Dominic remedies this by slamming into me from the bottom.

  “Yes Dom yes!” I shouted my body practically vibrating with pleasure. I really must think of some cleverer responses in my down time. The growl is there as he flips me onto the bed slamming into me over and over. When he stills I am jelly or more like ooze at this point none of my limbs work. My brain is the only functioning organ in my body right now. Dominic is still inside me his breath thick as a groan or two still escapes his lips.

  Watching him walk to the bathroom is such a sexy sight indeed. I am not one for asses but the man has an ass that makes you just want to cry. I roll onto my stomach pulling a pillow underneath to rest my head. My body feels like it has just won a gold medal in the sexual Olympics. I am smiling once again so wide and hard my cheeks hurt.

  “So is there something we need to talk about?” Dominic asked his body resting almost on top of mine.

  “I think we pretty much covered the basics,” I murmured still feeling very satisfied.

  “You were amazing.” He whispered putting kisses down my back.

  “Yeah right! You were in total control. Hey did you call me a dirty bitch?” I asked laughing so that he will understand I was not offended.

  “Uh sorry I get a little raunchy when I’m about to come.” He explained as the kisses continue. “I didn’t mean to offend you Sam.”

  “You didn’t offend me it was really hot. Just try not to call me that when we are not having sex. You really know what you are doing Dominic. That was fabulous. I have never really had an orgasm during intercourse.” I said sounding like a textbook.

  “Intercourse,” he repeats and I can tell his brow is lifted.

  “I mean sex or whatever you want to call it,” I said blushing. The kissing now moves to my arms and I am in some kind of wonderful version of sexual heaven that I never want to leave.

  “I know what I like and what I don’t like.”

  “What don’t you like besides me drinking?”

  The rejection of the other night still provides a bit of pain.

  “I don’t mind if you drink Sam. I just do not like drunken sex. I like to be there one hundred percent. I insist on you coming during sex or it’s no good for me. I like the feeling.” He said trying to roll me over but my body is like cement. No way Jose!

  “I can see why. That was a whole new game for me. I have come maybe once or twice before during sex but never like that.”

  “Stop with the body issues Sam. Please,” he insists forcing me on my back. “I think you are very beautiful and sexy just the way you are. If you do not then change what you don’t like otherwise stop it. It’s a huge turn off.”

  I feel ashamed of myself as he speaks these words. I fight the urge to tear up. Geez I am so emotional lately what the hell.

  “It’s just your abs make me want to cry. I look nothing like the girls you have dated in the past and it makes me feel self-conscious. I generally like my body but looking at you makes me feel unworthy.”

  “Did you not just participate in mind blowing sex because I sure did? Your body is perfectly suited to me in everyway.” I try not to smile too hard at this compliment but I fail miserably.

  “What took us so long to do that?” I asked changing the subject only slightly. Absent-mindedly my hand begins to caress his face. My thumb traces the shape of his nose, his soft lips, and strong chin before sliding down to his chest. Dominic just stares intently at me not saying anything as if the question requires a lot of critical thinking. The ringing of my cell phone knocks us out of our post-coital bubble.

  “What the hell happened to you two last night? Where were you?” Sidney whines her voice trying to sound angry. She fails and I laugh, “Sorry we were uh busy.”

  “Oh so he loved the waxing? I am sure you were getting busy alright.” Her voice is shrill as she giggles. “Come out to eat with us before I leave? Please!”

  “Ok we can grab some food with you guys in a few hours,” I said still smiling and not answering her question. Dominic is shaking his head as I respond to Sidney’s request.

  He tries to take the phone to object and a wrestling match ensures.

  “Are you guys fooling around right now? Gross! Make sure you wash your hands before we eat,” Sidney jokes.

  “Ahh,” I scream as he cheats by tickling me. “Please stop I hate to be tickled.” I give him the phone relenting happy when the tickling ceases.

  “Sidney we might be a little late to lunch,” Dominic kids as he pulls my legs apart.

  “Can’t you fuck faster?” She asked crassly as Mario’s mouth falls open.

  “I like to take my time Sidney. I’m sure you heard how amazing I am at this. Isn’t that what you said Friday night?”

  I cover my face embarrassed that he heard our conversation.

  “I said no such thing,” she lied. “Besides that’s just a rumor. Who believes in those?”

  “I’m just kidding we will see you in a few for food. Now if there is nothing else I would like to finish ravishing my girl.”

  Dominic closes the phone placing it on the nightstand before covering me with his body. I find it hard to look him in the face with this close proximity. While his gaze penetrates to my soul I feel the dampness between my legs. His tongue runs down my throat then to the valley between my breasts. I am lost in him as he hardens against me. Dominic reaches for yet another condom as my anticipation takes over my breathing.

  “You know I am on the pill right?” I asked as he rolls the latex over his beautiful penis.

  “I know you are Sam,” he said hesitating, “I have never had sex without using a condom.”

  “Oh okay,” I stammered. I have only had sex without a condom with Danny during my pregnancy. To reassure him that it’s okay I pull him down to me kissing him wildly. I groan loudly as he slides inside me.

  “You are so turned on Sam. You want me?” He asked in a hushed whisper directly into my ear. I can barely muster a yes as his now familiar movements drive me crazy. Within minutes I find myself building towards another monumental orgasm. My body does that thing where I move with his rhythm without any input from my brain. The recognizable growl sends me right over the edge and I come whimpering his name again. Dominic pushes deep inside me thrusting feverously coming loud as he does.

  “Mi puta sucia,” he snarls again clutching my hips. When he collapses next to me we both doze off without a word.

  An hour later we are racing around the bedroom and bathroom showering quickly. Sidney will call any second wondering where we were. I throw on a khaki skirt and tank top while Dominic puts on a pair of jean shorts and a Polo shirt. When we walk out of the apartment he reaches for my hand holding it until we get inside the car. I know I am blushing but I do not care, it is a wonderful feeling.

  “Geez was it that hard for you two to tear apart,” Sidney asked as we walk into a local diner. “You two animals probably shouldn’t have wasted all those years not poking each other.”

  “Whatever Sid, do not pretend that you and Mario haven’t been humping like bunnies since you arrived,” I replied taking a seat. Dominic and Mario launch into the latest sports avoiding our debate. Sidney tells me about life at Arizona State. When our food arrives Mario and Sidney watch as Dominic and I share our food with each other. It’s something we have always done when I notice them watching us I said, “What? We always share food when we go out to eat?”

  “Not the way you are doing it now. Feeding each other, how serious is this relationship?” Mario asked his blue eyes blazing right through us. I pale and my words falter. I am grateful that Dominic spoke up, “It’s serious.”

  He picks up his fork and continues eating. I do that s
ame and Mario drops the line of questioning. Sidney eyes us suspiciously as we continue eating our food. I give Sidney a bashful smile indicating that this is really happening.

  “Have a safe trip back to Phoenix,” I said to Sidney hugging her tight. Dominic gives her a bear hug before we get back into our car.

  “Please take care of her Dom she needs to be loved properly,” Sidney whispered to him.

  “I promise I will,” he whispered back. Dominic wraps his arms around my waist as we wave goodbye.

  Dominic takes the keys from my hand as I look at him questioning. He gives me a dazzling smile when I get in the passenger side of the car. When we drive past our apartment I ask him, “Where are we going?”

  “I thought you said you trust me,” he declares still smiling. The campus is sparsely populated at this hour with few students milling about. I am just amazed at the splendor of my soon to be alma mater as I take in the luscious campus grounds. When he finally pulls into a parking space I am at a loss as to where we are going. The sun is starting to dip and the heat is burning off. I take the hand he offers leading me over to the outdoor aquatic center. The water is the most brilliant blue I have ever seen as the pool scent invades my sense.

  Dominic drags me up the bleachers to the top row. Sitting down first Dominic then pulls me onto his lap pointing to the sky. I am in awe as the sun slowly dips over the horizon in a spectacular color show. The shades of purple dominating the sky are bouncing off the orange hues of the setting sun. The colors move as if choreographed specifically for this impressive sunset ballet. When he wraps his arms around me I feel so safe, so loved.

  “I want to please you Sam. Please tell me how to do that,” he asked softly.

  “You do please me Dominic. Everything that you do makes me feel so good.” I said loving the cozy feel of his strong arms. “Is there something you would like me to do sexually that you like.”

  “You are doing it already,” he said nuzzling my ear. “Stop second guessing yourself. Just do what feels natural.” I turn to face him wondering how that is possible considering I feel so inadequate. Pulling my chin to meet his lips we kiss passionately. It is so quiet and peaceful as we continue to kiss. I loved Dominic before this all happened. I am falling in love with Dominic as we speak.

  “You look so adorable in this skirt.” He said running his hand up to the hem of my khaki skirt. His finger continues to move the length of my thighs but never touching me there. I want him to touch me there but I am aware we are in public and resist the urge to push his fingers between my legs. I lean back resting on his shoulder as he continues stroking my thigh.

  “I come up here when I need to think,” he explains. “I love to watch the sunset from the top of the bleachers.”

  “It’s beautiful from here. Thank you for bringing me here,” I replied kissing his cheek. His strong hand turns my face so that his lips are directly on mine. The kiss is so intense I turn my body on his lap to wrap my arms around his neck. His hand comes to rest on my breasts gently kneading them. I groan softly realizing I am ready to be back in the apartment with him, in particular back in our bed.

  “Let’s go home,” he said in a husky voice. I release my hold on him standing shakily. He takes my hand helping me navigate the rows of bleachers. In the apartment we have not made it quite to the bedroom. In the living area we are standing kissing passionately. I drop my purse and its contents onto the floor with a soft thud. My hands are up his Polo shirt caressing his muscular chest. His hands are tightly affixed to my ass squeezing intermittently. Pulling my skirt around my hips Dominic picks me up and my legs wrap around his waist.

  I’m on the bed as he stands over me with that look again. I blush all over because I see it in his eyes that he loves me. Dominic removes my tank top with no problem before reaching under my skirt to take off my panties. I love watching him undress first his shirt is pulled over his head of curly hair then his shorts and underwear are no more. After the condom is secured he gradually enters me taking his sweet time. My hips flex up to force him to move faster but it doesn’t work.

  “Just enjoy me,” Dominic orders directly at my earlobe. I obey his command with reluctance as the slow moving is driving me crazy. The gentle in and out along with the circular motion is sheer torture. However it does not take long for the slow movements to build into a lovely orgasm. I cry out as my body shakes underneath him. I await the fast familiar growls but they do not happen. He continues his slow torturous movements causing me to whimper uncontrollably. When my body convulses for a second time I am very vocal about its arrival. That is when I hear the growl and feel Dominic slam into me desperate to release his orgasm. My hips instinctively flex up to meet every thrust.

  “Oh Sammie damn,” he cried out. Before I can encourage him he slaps his hand over my mouth fighting the sounds coming from his own mouth.

  “We are home,” Morgan calls out. Dominic’s face is contorted with pleasure and shock as he continues to cover my mouth. Immediately Dominic pulls out of me getting shakily to his feet. I bolt upright looking around for my tank top and panties. Dominic manages to grab his shorts, shirt, and the condom wrapper as he heads to the bathroom. I can tell he is still reeling from his ongoing orgasm. When I slip on my panties I am still tingling there. I brace myself against the nightstand to pull my shirt over my head. I am praying that none of them just burst through the door of my bedroom. I pull the covers over the very wet spot on the bed blushing at no one in particular.

  “Hi guys. How was your weekend?” I ask way too cheerfully. My aunt and uncle thankfully are in the room putting a sleeping Bryce to bed. Charlie gives me the once over before answering, “It was great. Uncle Winston and I are going to build a go cart.”

  “That’s awesome.” I try to sound enthused about that but Morgan sees right through me as she gapes. I give her a reassuring smile that is met with a knowing smile in return. Damn that girl knows me to well.

  “Bryce is out like a light Sammie,” my Uncle Winston informed me as he places a kiss on my forehead.

  “Thanks for taking the kids this weekend.” I give my aunt and uncle very brief hugs wondering if I smell like sex. Charlie is about to ask where is Dominic but Morgan and I both stop him from asking that question.

  “Oh my God, Mom thanks for the dresses,” Morgan chimes loudly to change the subject. My aunt and uncle look at her with disbelief. They still do not like the idea that my little sister and brother refer to me as their mother. I know that it’s a coping mechanism to help them deal with what they lost. It also helps me to confirm that I am doing a good job where their care is concerned. Charlie darts into his room to see if he has anything new and comes out happy with what is on his bed.

  “Is this for graduation?” Charlie asked holding up the slacks, shirt, and tie. I nod and he moves to give me a quick hug. “Thanks mom. I like it.”

  “I figure I would probably let Dominic take you to get more summer clothes since I am just a girl.” Charlie breathes a sigh of phony relief and laughs. My aunt and uncle give them final hugs before they are out the door.

  “Oh Uncle Winston just so you know I am thinking about financing a new vehicle. You know something roomier perhaps a minivan.” I said not asking permission but informing him of my decision to do so.

  “Oh ok. Do you know what kind you want? Are you sure about the cost?” He asked standing half in the apartment and half in the hallway.

  “Yes I have done my homework. I have narrowed my choices and looked into the financing. I was just giving you a heads up. Also I sent you a few emails regarding the changes let me know what you think.” I said wanting to make him feel included in the decisions I make without him making them for me. Camille my aunt is looking at me with a bit of sadness. I know by the time she gets to the car she will be in tears. She thinks all this responsibility is robbing me of my time to be young and carefree. I was a mother before my parents died and I will always be a mother. My greatest job is to see to it that they have a go
od life and a chance to be happy. I am as happy and carefree as I will ever be if I am successful.

  When I shut the door I see that Dominic has emerged from the bedroom. He is talking to Charlie quietly as Charlie explains about the go-cart. I go check on Bryce giving him good night kisses while he sleeps softly. I push his dirty blond locks back from his forehead kissing him repeatedly. I love him so much.

  Charlie and Dominic are sitting at the table looking through a notebook chatting about materials for the go-cart. Morgan pulls me into her room to gush over her new sundresses.

  “I love them. What did you buy for yourself?” She asked knowing that I probably did not buy myself anything.

  “Sidney was here this weekend. We went shopping at the mall. She talked me into getting a mani and pedi. It was really fun,” I said dodging her question proudly showing her my hands and toes.

  “Oh pretty. So does Dominic like it?” Morgan questions with a devious smile on her face. She is not relenting and I am not forthcoming. So I said quickly, “Yes he does.”

  “Cool. I have decided to attend gymnastics camp for the summer. If that is okay with you,” Morgan said with some moderate hesitation. This would involve Morgan leaving for a month this summer to work with her former coach. With Olympic trials this year I am sure Morgan is eager to get back into the spirit of competition.

  “I think that’s wonderful Morg,” I enthuse hugging her tightly. I know how much gymnastics meant to her and my mom. My mom was very insistent that we each have a special extracurricular activity that she oversaw. Morgan had gymnastics, Charlie had piano, and I once played the violin. Still wrapped in a partial hug we emerge from her bedroom to join the guy’s conversation at the dining table. They are arguing over colors and names for the future go-cart.

  Charlie has insisted that Dominic assist them with building the go-cart. Dominic is hesitant fearing intrusion on family bonding time. Charlie reassures him that he has cleared the idea with Uncle Winston who welcomes the additional help. As they talk back and forth I cannot help feeling a little dirty and I long for a shower. I know what we have been doing the past few days is anything but dirty. With the kids here I feel a sense of increased responsibility to protect them from my feelings for Dominic. I want to love him so much without sacrificing any of the love that I have for them. I hope they never feel that I chose him over them. I chose all of them.