Chapter 32 BREAKING POINT
Dominic's POV
I watched Ava walk away from the hotel room and I wanted to follow her. But I knew she needed space and that the Mrs. Hayes thing was my fault. I should have told her about bringing Victoria here before.
I paced the room for a few minutes trying to figure out what to do. Then I decided to go to the bar and have a drink and clear my head.
The resort bar was mostly empty except for a few guests. I ordered whiskey and sat down.
"Rough day already?" a voice said next to me.
I turned to see Isabella standing there in that tiny white bikini from earlier. Her body was incredible. Full breasts, tiny waist, wide hips. Everything was on display.
"Something like that," I said, taking a drink.
"Mind if I join you?" she asked, already sitting down before I could answer.
"Free country." I said and she ordered a cocktail and crossed her legs. I tried not to look but my eyes went there anyway. She noticed and smiled.
"So what happened with Ava? I saw her storm off."
"Nothing. Just a misunderstanding."
"About Victoria?" She took a sip of her drink.
"The staff told me you used to come here with her. That must be awkward."
"It's fine." I said casually.
"Is it though? Because Ava looked pretty upset."
I didn't want to talk about this with Isabella but the alcohol was making me less careful.
"She'll get over it."
"Will she? I don't know. If I found out my boyfriend brought me to the same place he used to take his ex, I'd be pretty angry too." She said
"What do you want, Isabella?" I asked and she smiled and moved her chair closer.
"I want to help you relax. You look tense."
Her hand landed on my thigh under the bar. I should have pushed it away immediately but I didn't. The whiskey, the fight with Ava, Isabella's body right there in front of me and it is all mixed together.
"This isn't appropriate," I said but my voice didn't sound convincing.
"Who cares about appropriate? We're in the Bahamas. We're on vacation." Her hand moved higher.
"And you look like you need this."
"My room or yours?" Isabella asked, her lips close to my ear now.
I should have said no and walked away. But instead I said, "Mine."
We walked back to my room and as soon as the door closed, she was taking charge of me me. She kissed me really hard and her hands pulled at my shirt.
"I've wanted this since the day I met you," she said between kisses.
She pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me. Her bikini top came off and her breasts bounced free. They were perfect. Big and round with dark nipples.
"Touch them," she ordered.
I did and my hands filled with her breasts and she moaned. She ground her hips against me and I was already hard.
This was wrong, this was so wrong. But my body didn't care.
She reached down and pulled off my swim trunks. My cock sprang free and she wrapped her hand around it.
"So big," she whispered, stroking me slowly.
She moved down and took me in her mouth. Her lips wrapped around my cock and she sucked hard. Her tongue swirled around the tip and I groaned.
"Fuck," I said, my hands going to her hair.
She took me deeper, her throat opening to swallow me. She was good at this,too good and she knew exactly what she was doing.
But then I thought about Ava at the last minute and that was when something in me broke.
"Stop," I said suddenly.
Isabella pulled back, confused. "What?"
"I can't do this." I sat up and grabbed my trunks. "This is a mistake."
"Are you serious right now?" She asked, confused.
"Yes. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought you here." I said.
Her face went from confused to angry.
"You're choosing her? After everything?"
"I love her. I can't do this to her." I said.
"She's probably with Marcus right now doing the same thing."
"I don't care. This isn't who I want to be anymore."
Isabella grabbed her bikini top and put it back on. "You're going to regret this."
"Maybe. But I'd regret the other thing more."
She left, slamming the door behind her and I sat on the bed with my head in my hands. That was too close, way too close.
I needed to find Ava and tell her I was sorry, tell her I loved her and that she was the only one that mattered.
I got dressed and went looking for her. I checked the beach first but she wasn't at the spot where I'd last seen her. I asked around and someone said they saw her heading back to the rooms.
Good, maybe she'd cooled down and we could talk.
I walked to her room and knocked and there was mo answer so I used my key to open it since we had keys to each other's rooms.
The room was empty but I heard voices on the balcony. I walked over and stopped when I saw them. It was Ava and Marcus.
They were standing close and then Marcus leaned in and kissed her. I watched her hands go to his chest and she kissed him back.
I walked out onto the balcony and they jumped apart.
"Dominic," Ava said, her face going pale. "This isn't what it looks like."
"Really? Because it looks like you were just kissing Marcus."
"I can explain," she started.
"You know what? I don't want to hear it." I looked at Marcus. "Get out."
"Dominic, let's just talk about this," Marcus said, holding up his hands.
"I said get out!"
Marcus looked at Ava one more time before leaving. As soon as he was gone, I turned to her.
"How could you?" My voice was shaking.
"How could I? You brought me to the place you used to take Victoria! You've been letting Isabella flirt with you for weeks!"
"I never kissed her!" I said more harsher than I had expected it to come out.
"But you wanted to. I could see it. Every time you looked at her."
She wasn't wrong as I had wanted to. And I'd almost done it, byt I hadn't. That had to count for something.
"I stopped myself," I said. "I chose you."
"What are you talking about?" She said.
"Isabella. She came onto me at the bar. We went to my room. But I stopped it before anything happened because I love you."
Ava's face went from angry to shocked.
"You almost slept with her?"
"Almost. But I didn't. Because you're the only one I want." I said quietly.
"And I'm supposed to thank you for that? For not cheating on me?"
"No. But you did kiss Marcus. So who's worse here?" I asked her and she just went quiet.
We both knew that love was not enough to keep the hunger always building between us.
So maybe we could explore, more than just the both of us. After all we did love each other, and had each other, but exploring wouldn't be that bad, would it?