Chapter 37

{After Christmas}

Dom's POV

"Just one more game, please." I whine like a 7 year old begging Stef to let max and I start another mission on call of duty.

"I'm sorry that i have to be the fun killer but our reservation is in an hour and you haven't even showered yet."

Stef and I are going to use the gift card that we got from my mom and dad on Christmas.

"It'll be really quick, I promise the first time I die I'll be in and out of the shower." We're so close to killing the bad guy.

Max is sitting on the couch with his phone in hand.

"You said that two hours ago Dom. Look where you are now... Still playing. If your not in that bathroom by the time I count to 3 I'm going without you."

Childishly I pout and toss my controller on to the couch.

"One..." She's seriously gonna count.

"Why'd you buy me a Xbox if I can't play it?" I joke.

"What was that?"

I stand to my feet and exit our living room quickly.

She's right behind me when I reach our bedroom.

I can feel the frustration radiating off of her.

"If you don't want to go..." She starts.

"Hey, I'm just messing with you. Of course I want to go. Someone seems a little tense?"

She ignores me going to the closest.

Ouch.

"Did you just ignore me?" Roughly, grab her hips pulling her back.

Instantly she blushes.

I know exactly what's wrong.

"I have to get dressed Dom..."

I kiss her neck and breathe in her sweet sent.

"Does kitty need a little massaging?" I whisper into her ear.

Slowly, I slid my hand into her shorts.

"We're going to be late." She breathes.

"So we'll be late. My mate is sexually frustrated."

Using my other hand I gently cup one of her breasts.

"Fight me all you want Stefanie Wright, but I will not have that."

In one swift movement I pick her up bridal style and carry her to the bed.

She smiles as I lay her down.

Not wasting any time I get to my knees and pull her shorts and panties off.

She just watches and bites her nail like the innocent little pup she is.

I smirk and kiss down her thigh.

She's dripping wet.

I love it.

With my mouth I taste her her gorgeous being.

"Jesus Christ you taste amazing." I say honestly.

Her body heats up.

Without another word I go to work on my mate. Flicking and swirling my tongue in ways I didn't even know where possible.

Before I know it she's screaming my name and squirting all over the place.

She's never done that before. And I in complete and utter awe at my innocent mate.

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"I had no idea that you could do that." I say still shocked at Stef's performance in bed.

I'm currently in the bathroom putting tons of product in my hair to perfect the look, whilst Stef is in the bedroom doing her makeup i think.

"Neither did I. It just kind of happened."

"Well I loved it, and thanks to you I have permanent hard on." I give up on my hair and just finger comb it basically all to one side.

She giggles.

When I walk into the room she stands up from the bed, revealing the most appetizing dress I have yet to see her in. I say appetizing because in this dress all my sexual fantasies come to life.

In this moment I want to do everything to her. Tie her down to the bed and just go to work, or just make hot, passionate love to her.

My already tight pants become even tighter, but I don't care right now.

I can't stop looking at her body.

Defined curves in the tight little black dress. Her breasts visible, perky and inviting, as usual. And her legs...just fuck....

Her long black and blonde hair is curled and rests over her left shoulder.

She's wearing this black stuff around her eyes and it's just making her look sexy and naughty all at once. Suddenly I'm sweating.

"Dom! You okay?"

"Mhm." Is all I can manage.

She shrugs and turns around bending over reaching for her heels.

Her ass. Her perfectly shaped ass.

I'm starting to see red.

She straps one heel on and I can't hold him back anymore. In seconds I have her pinned against the wall and my k-9's are deep in her already marked skin. Rekindling the flame of emotions.

I squeeze her ass in one hand and hold her wrists above her head with the other.

"Dom..." She moans. Her eyes closed.

I retract my k-9's and suck on her fresh mark.

"Tell me who you belong to."

She doesn't answer.

"Please Stef, I need to hear you say it." I plead. I won't let things go the way they went the last time we were in this situation.

"I'm yours Dom." She says breathlessly.

I smile and back away from her.

She's flustered and shocked.

I pull her over to the bed so I can put her other heel on.

I kiss her cheek when I'm finished.

"Ready?"

She just nods ands takes my hand.

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The waiter walks away with the meal that I ordered for us on his notepad.

"Maybe I wanted to order my own food. I am an independent woman you know." I sense her crossing one leg over the other underneath the table.

We're sitting at the most exclusive table in the restaurant as the waiter explained. But it's nothing but a single fancy table in the back of the building with very dim lighting.

I haven't forgotten about our time spent back at the house. Her body, my hard, the bite...

I intend on making this night special. Starting with ordering us both filet mignon. Of course being the woman she is Stef wanted to order herself.

Part of me just didn't want the waiter to look or speak to her but I'll keep that to myself and play the gentlemen role.

I rest a hand on her upper thigh and whisper into her ear...

"Sis licet soluta , adhuc tibi spank sinum meum, et requiescere vos."

Latin for:

Though you may be an independent woman, I will still rest you over my lap and spank you.

She gasps.

"I didn't know you knew Latin." Under the dim lights I can see her cheek turn red.

I laugh.

I'm about to kiss her but the waiter comes flying in with our drinks.

"A scotch and soda for the gentleman and a cape cod for the lady."

I groan.

He looks at Stef a little too long then skips back to the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" She senses my annoyance.

"It's just that waiter, he keeps looking at you. Like we're not here together."

She kisses my cheek.

"I'm sure he hasn't even noticed me." She's trying to make it better.

He'd be an absolute idiot or just fucking mental to not notice her.

"I bet you that next time he comes out he will look at you longer than three seconds."

"We will see." She accepts.

A couple minutes later our waiter returns with our food.

"Filet mignon topped with a cranberry sauce and a side of asparagus."

As I said he makes eye contact with Stef. I count four seconds.

I can see her giggling out of the corner of my eye.

The Tom our prick of a waiter leaves.

"See."

"Oh stop it he was just looking at my hair." She knows he was checking her out.

"He just needs to know that I will literally chop his di*k off."

We both know I'm dead serious.

"Just keep speaking Latin to me." She puts the asparagus into her mouth lustfully.

So she likes that...

"nuaghty puellis adepto spanked."

Latin for:

Naughty girls get spanked

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I carry Stef into the bedroom.

"Somebody had way too many drinks."

"Who, you?" She giggles.

"No, you. You're gonna have one massive hangover in the morning."

I strip her from her dress and shoes then put her in one of my t-shirts.

"Are you gonna spank me now daddy?" She gets on her hands and knees.

I can't help but laugh.

I like drunk Stef.

"Not to night princess, you need to rest. Or else you'll chop my di*k off tomorrow."

"Bene te amo." She says before passing out.

"I love you too pup."

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Chapter 37

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