Chapter 30

As I continue my tentative walk towards Dominic, he lifts the glass of drink to his lips to take a sip, his eyes never leaving me. He continues to watch me like a lion gauging the tactics of an antelope and wondering how best to pounce and devour the wandering prey. Once I reach where he’s sitting, he drops the glass of drink on a low stool beside the chair, uncrosses his long legs, and waits to see what I am up to.

I lift my skirt above my knees to give me room to straddle his thighs, and then I lower myself on his laps and place my palms on his chest, appreciating the hardness of his broad chest. The muscles under my palms are taut like strings on a guitar that have been pulled so tight that any further pressure could break them apart. I run my palms across his chest and shoulders, keeping my eyes on his, and I notice the exact moment when they switch from bright curiosity to dark desire. I lean forward and touch my lips to the side of his jaw, then down his neck. When I hear him suck in a breath, I know for certain that I am hitting the mark.

His hands come up behind me, holding me still. “Don’t play games with me, Uzezi,” he rasps. I can hear the desire in his voice, and it makes me want to do a lot more to him than I can even imagine.

“I’m not playing games with you, Dominic,” I whisper against his skin. “I want you. Let me show you exactly how much I do.”

He drops his hands and let them rest on my bum in a gesture of surrender. I continue to kiss his neck and then I slide my hands under his T-shirt so that I can touch his skin. My fingers graze his nipples, and they grow hard immediately. When he turns his face towards me, I capture his lips with mine, kissing him deeply with the intensity of my desire for him. I know I’ve been married before, but I cannot remember ever feeling this passionate about making love. Just touching Dominic is bringing me so much pleasure, it’s strange.

As I continue to caress his body, I feel him grow hard under me. “You’re playing with fire,” he whispers roughly against my lips.

“So, what are you waiting for? Burn me up,” I tell him seductively.

In one swift motion, he gets on his feet with me still straddling him. He then carries me to his bed, laying me gently on top of it before sliding his hands under my skirt to caress my thighs. I shiver with excitement as he continues to rub his palms up and down my inner thighs. He let his hands go as high as possible, pausing just before my womanhood, before sliding his hands down. Each time I anticipate his fingers grazing my core, but he never goes that far, and it is beginning to drive me nuts.

“Stop torturing me,” I tell him desperately.

He chuckles in response, then asks, “What do you want me to do?”

I lick my lips and say, “Make love to me.”

“How?”

“What do you mean by ‘how?’ Are you a virgin? Haven’t you ever had sex before?”

Dominic laughs heartily before responding to my questions. “A virgin I am not, but what I am is a man who enjoys pleasing his lover. I don’t want to make assumptions with you, Uzezi. You’re a unique woman and I am only going to do what you want tonight. Your wish is my command.”

For the first time in my adult life, I am completely emboldened to ask for what I want in bed and be sure that I will get it. My ex was a selfish lover and sex with him always went in the direction he chooses, with no consideration for what I wanted. Now, here is my chance to enjoy lovemaking in the way I have always fantasized about it. I reach up underneath my skirt and pull down my panty, then I unzip my skirt and wiggle out of it. Next up is my blouse, then off goes my bra and I am fully stark naked on Dominic’s bed.

I splay my legs wide and bend them at the knees. “Shall we begin?”

The smile that spread across Dominic’s face is priceless. He looks like a man that has been offered a bag full of gold bars. “Let’s take a trip to paradise, darling,” he drawls.

Without a shred of doubt, I know that I am about to embark on a mind-blowing sexual adventure as I have never been on before, and my body tingles with unbridled excitement. When he takes off his clothes, I inhale in open admiration of his perfectly sculpted body. What a beautiful man he is!

“Like what you see?” He asks with a lopsided smile.

“I love it,” I reply huskily. I have never been so turned on by just looking at a man’s naked body before. Segun always complained about how I was a ‘slow burner’ who took forever to get hot enough for the moment. His criticisms always made me despise the act of lovemaking because it became so stressful for me, having to psyche myself up to get in the mood, moan theatrically to excite him and even fake my orgasms most times. I can count on the tip of my fingers, the number of times I had real orgasms while having sex with my ex-husband in the last nine years.

Dominic lowers himself on me, covering me with his warm body. I put my arms around him and hold him close for a while, just enjoying how his weight feels on me. He lifts himself on his elbows then begins to trace a path on my neck with his lips. I shiver involuntarily as he continues to caress my neck and the back of my ear with his now moist lips. He travels down slowly, reaching my bosom while he runs his hand up and down the length of my body.

Making love with Dominic turned out to be more than anything I could have ever imagined or fantasized about. He was in me, on me, around me and outside of me. He was gentle and rough, slow, and fast, tender, and hard, I never had to fake my orgasms when they came in strong ripples. It was as if I was having sex for the first time because the experience was new to me, yet thoroughly satisfying. When it was over, I wasn’t disappointed at all.

“That was amazing,” I panted as we lay side by side, trying to catch our breaths.

“You’re welcome, ma’am,” Dominic jokes. “We should do this more often.”

I giggle shyly. “I could get used to this kind of workout.”

“A premium calorie burner,” he agrees with a mischievous grin.

“Now I’m hungry. I think I skipped lunch today because I was too busy worrying whether I’d finally hear from you today or not. And then you finally show up and I ruin everything with my self-sabotaging attitude. I don’t know why I keep pushing you away when all I truly want is to be with you.”

“Do you really mean that?” He asks softly.

“Yes, Dominic. I was mostly concerned about what people would say if I got into a relationship with another man so soon after my divorce. Even my own mother shamed me for allowing myself to be photographed with another man when my divorce has only recently been finalized. She made it seem like moving on with my life needed to happen at a time that is approved by everyone else, but not by me.”

“And that’s why what anyone thinks shouldn’t matter to you, as long as your decision isn’t hurting them. And best of all, if what you decide to do makes you happy, then I say go for it.”

I smile at him. “This makes me happy, Dominic. Being here with you like this makes me so happy and I like it.”

“That makes two of us,” he says, and he leans forward to plant a soft kiss on my lips. “We really should do this again, like right now.”

I was going to protest, but the moment one of his palms close over my boob, I relax my shoulders and just let him take over. I could totally get used to this!