Chapter 104 One Hundred & four
Dominic’s grip on her tightened, one hand resting firmly on her waist while the other squeezed her ass hard.
“Fuck,” he muttered, voice low and rough, eyes dark with need. “Let’s forget about everything else… just for tonight.”
Before she could respond, his lips were on hers again, hard and claiming, pressing her against him. The kiss was fierce, desperate, and full of hunger, his tongue seeking hers as if he could make up for all the time they’d spent apart.
Izzy’s hands curled into his shirt, pulling him closer, her body melting against his. Her breath hitched as heat pooled between them, every second stretching with raw, urgent desire. She could feel the fire in him, the way he wanted her, and it made her own need surge, leaving them both trembling in each other’s arms.
He pulled back just enough to murmur against her lips, voice rough and ragged. “Tonight… it’s only us. No wedding, no bullshit… just you and me.”
Her lips curved into a shaky, breathless smile. “Just us,” she whispered, giving herself fully to the intensity of the moment.
Dominic’s hands roamed her body possessively as he pressed her harder against him, their lips never breaking apart. The kiss deepened, hungry and urgent, tongues tangling as if they were trying to swallow each other whole. Every brush of his teeth against her lips, every groan that vibrated through him sent shivers down her spine.
They stumbled backward, bodies colliding with the wall as the heat between them grew unbearable. The hard press of his chest against hers, the way he trapped her against the cold surface, made her gasp and arch into him instinctively. Their movements were rough, urgent, and chaotic…. pure need driving them forward.
Her hands tangled in his hair, tugging him closer while his hands gripped her hips, her ass, her waist, dragging her impossibly closer. Each hard press, each groan, made her ache with desire, her body burning for more.
“Fuck, Izzy…” Dominic growled into her mouth, his lips and teeth trailing down her jaw, neck, and collarbone, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. “I need you… now.”
Izzy whimpered against him, lost in the heat, completely consumed by him. Their kisses were brutal, consuming, every touch a claim, every movement a reminder of how much they craved each other. The world outside ceased to exist… there was only him, only her, and the raw, fierce need that tied them together.
Dominic pressed her harder against the wall, his lips devouring hers as his hands roamed every inch of her body. Her back arched instinctively, pressing into his chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Every rough, urgent brush of his mouth, every flick of his tongue, set her nerves alight.
His hands slid down her sides, cupping her ass firmly, squeezing, pulling her impossibly close. She moaned against him, fingers gripping his shoulders as he tilted her head back, deepening the kiss. The sound of their heavy breathing and low groans filled the apartment, raw and unrestrained.
“You’re mine, Izzy,” he growled, lips pressing fiercely against hers, teeth grazing her bottom lip in a sharp, heated nip. “All mine.”
She whimpered, lost in the heat of his touch, body burning, heart pounding. “Dont stop please…” she gasped.
Dominic didn’t. He pushed her gently but insistently toward the bedroom, their mouths still locked, teeth, tongue, and lips claiming each other. His hands slid under her blouse, pressing against her bare skin, feeling the curve of her waist and the swell of her breasts. She shivered, moans breaking free as he held her close, every motion teasing, claiming, and igniting her all at once.
The urgency between them was overwhelming… rough, frantic, and utterly consuming. Every kiss, every touch, every groan made it clear: neither of them could get enough. The room, the walls, the world outside…all disappeared. There was only their, raw, desperate need that connected them.
He pulled back just slightly, his forehead resting against hers, chest heaving, eyes dark and blazing. “I love you,” he whispered, voice rough with need and something deeper.
Before she could even respond, he crushed his lips to hers again, hard and hungry, devouring her mouth with a fierce intensity. Their tongues tangled, teeth grazing, breaths mingling, hands roaming desperately over each other’s bodies.
Izzy’s knees went weak as she melted against him, hands clutching at his shirt, pulling him closer as heat and desire surged through her. “Dom…,” she gasped between kisses, but he silenced her with another hungry kiss, one hand gripping her waist, the other tangling in her hair.
The world outside ceased to exist. The walls, the furniture, even her apartment faded away, leaving only them, their hearts pounding, their breaths ragged, and the uncontainable fire between them.
“I need you,” Dominic groaned against her lips, the words vibrating through her as his hands explored, claimed, and held her tight.
Izzy shivered, lost in him, her voice barely a whisper, “I need you too…”
He pulled back for a heartbeat, eyes locking with hers, dark and intense. “Then be patient with pumpkin… that's all I ask.”
And with that, he kissed her again, harder, deeper, every motion urgent, hungry, and utterly consuming.
His lips hovered over hers, his gaze dark and hungry. “Take off your clothes,” he growled softly, his voice rough with need. “I want to see you naked… all of you.”
Izzy’s breath hitched, heat pooling low in her stomach. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for the hem of her blouse, peeling it off slowly, letting her skin feel the cool air of the room. Dominic’s eyes roamed her body, dark with desire, and a low groan escaped him.
“God… you’re beautiful,” he murmured, stepping closer, letting his hands brush over her sides, teasing her, but not touching where she wanted most.
She slid her skirt down next, then paused, glancing at him nervously. He tilted his head, impatient, lips pressing a soft kiss to hers. “More.. Take it all off.”
With a shaky breath, Izzy let her hands slip out of her panties, leaving herself completely naked for him. Dominic’s eyes darkened further, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he stepped in, hands finally settling on her hips, drawing her close.
“You have no idea what you do to me…” he whispered, lips brushing hers again, slow and claiming, as his hands roamed over her body with need and reverence all at once.
She shivered, pressing against him, lost in the heat of his gaze and the urgency in his touch. “Do you love me,” she whispered, voice trembling.
Dominic groaned low, one hand tangling in her hair, pulling her into a hard, hungry kiss. “Always, pumpkin… always.”