Chapter 96 Ninety Six
Dominic’s hands slid around her waist, pulling her close as he pressed her gently against the edge of his desk. The solid wood dug slightly into her back, grounding her as his lips found hers again, this time slower, more deliberate, tasting her like he couldn’t get enough.
His hands roamed over her body, trailing from her hips up to her back, then sliding under her blouse to rest on the curve of her sides. Izzy shivered, her breath coming in quick, uneven gasps as his fingers traced over her skin, teasing and claiming at the same time.
Dominic’s eyes darkened as he held her close, his lips hovering just above hers. His hand cupped her cheek, thumb brushing lightly along her jaw.
“Have you… slept with anyone since we… you know?” His voice was low, almost a growl, and every word made Izzy’s stomach flutter.
“No,” she whispered quickly, shaking her head. “Not even Adrian.” Her cheeks flushed, the honesty leaving her heart pounding.
A slow smile tugged at Dominic’s lips, and he leaned in closer. “Good,” he murmured, his breath warm against hers. “Because your body… it’s mine. All mine.”
Before she could respond, his lips crashed onto hers again, hard and hungry, a kiss full of claiming and fire. His hands slid down her back, pressing her closer to him as if he could make up for every second apart with just this.
Izzy melted against him, knees weak, heart racing, knowing in that moment there was no way to resist him. Every touch, every kiss, whispered that he wasn’t just possessive… he was obsessed with her.
He pulled back slightly, forehead resting against hers, voice rough. “I don’t share, pumpkin. Not ever.”
Her lips trembled as she nodded, a small, breathless laugh escaping her. “I wouldn’t want you to.”
Dominic’s grin was dark, satisfied. He kissed her again, slower this time, deep and lingering, tasting her and claiming her in a way that made her shiver all over.
“You drive me crazy,” he murmured against her lips, his voice low and rough, sending goosebumps down her spine. His thumb brushed over her rib, the gentle pressure making her arch into him instinctively.
Izzy’s hands pressed against his chest, trying to steady herself, but her body betrayed her. Every brush of his hand, every kiss, made her heart race and her stomach twist with desire.
Dominic leaned back slightly, just enough to look into her eyes, dark with need. “I could stay like this all day,” he whispered, lips brushing hers again. “No one else… just you.”
Her lips parted in a soft sigh, words failing her as she nodded, letting him take the lead, letting herself melt into the heat and intensity between them.
Dominic slowly pulled back, his hands still resting on her waist. His gaze moved over her, dark and hungry, like he was memorizing every inch. The room felt suddenly smaller, the air thick between them.
“It’s been a while,” he said quietly, voice rough. “I’ve missed you… missed seeing you like this.”
Izzy swallowed, her heart pounding. The way he looked at her made her knees weak. She reached for him instinctively, fingers curling into his shirt.
He exhaled, steadying himself, then brushed his thumb along the edge of her skirt. “You know it's been a while,” he murmured, softer now, more intimate. “Take off your skirt and show Zaddy that ass.”
Her breath hitched.
Izzy’s fingers trembled slightly as she reached for the hem of her skirt. Dominic didn’t rush her. He just watched… silent, intent, his eyes dark with want and restraint.
She slid the skirt down her hips slowly, letting it fall to the floor between them. The sound felt loud in the quiet office. Her breath came shallow, her pulse racing under his gaze.
Dominic exhaled, low and steady, like he was grounding himself. “Jesus, Izzy…” he murmured, not touching her yet. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
She met his eyes as her hands moved again, slower this time. The moment stretched, charged and intimate. When she slipped out of her panties, she didn’t look away. She stepped out of them deliberately, leaving herself bare and vulnerable in front of him.
Fuck she had missed him.. And she wanted him so badly right now.
Dominic crossed the space between them then, hands settling gently on her hips. His touch was warm, reverent… nothing rushed, nothing rough. He rested his forehead against hers.
“This isn’t just sex,” he said quietly, voice thick with emotion. “Not anymore. Now we make insane love”
Izzy nodded, her hands gripping his shirt. “I can't wait.”
He kissed her then.. slow, deep, full of promise. The kind of kiss that said I’m here, I’m choosing you, I’m not running this time.
He didn’t stop kissing her… slow, deep, unhurried.. like he was memorizing her mouth all over again. One hand stayed at her waist, the other slid down her ass and gave her a light tap, almost playful and he squeezed her ass.
“Fuck… so soft,” he murmured against her lips, voice rough but controlled.
Izzy sucked in a breath, heat rushing through her at the way he said it…made her pussy clench. She pressed closer instinctively, her hands curling into his shirt as if anchoring herself there.
Dominic smiled faintly against her mouth, pulling back just enough to look at her. His eyes were dark, hungry… but there was something else too. Care. Intention.
“Easy,” he whispered, brushing his thumb along her hip. “We’ve got time. Nobody is coming until 9am. So I have enough time to fuck you silly.”
He kissed her again, slower now, grounding, like he was reminding both of them this wasn’t just desire… it was choice. When he finally rested his forehead against hers, their breathing was uneven, the room charged and quiet all at once.