Page 64 of The Devil is a Dom


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“Right, right. What are the plans for this holiday season, anyway? We usually go out of town, but Mom hasn’t said anything about it at all.”

Dominik’s hand slid between my legs, and I wanted to melt into a puddle at his feet. “Let me call you back tomorrow, I’m really struggling to—to focus, and—”

“Yeah, yeah,” Emily said breathlessly, “not a problem. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

His hand cupped my clothed pussy and I whimpered. “Talk to you tomorrow.”

“Eden, are you oka--?”

I quickly hung up the phone and Dominik gripped my hips. He whipped me around before his leg slid between my thighs, and he pinned my lower back to the railing. He ripped my cell phone out of my hand and tossed it onto the lounger over his shoulder. And as he glared at me with those angry eyes of his, he gripped my chin.

“Don’t you ever roll your eyes at me, girl. Do it again, and you’ll finally understand what real punishment means.”

“I hate you,” I spat.

He chuckled. “And yet, I can feel your wetness through your clothes. You and your body really should get on the same page.”

I hated that motherfucker with all of my soul. And yet, he wasn’t wrong.

“Two minutes,” he said as he backed away, holding up two of his fingers. “Otherwise…”

He allowed his statement to trail off with a shrug before he turned and headed back inside. I watched him slip through that bright blue door before he disappeared completely, and I slid to my ass to give myself a moment to collect my thoughts. I wasn’t sure how long I’d be able to hide this from my sister. She and I had gotten so used to spending most of our weekends together that it would start looking suspicious if I kept “working” back-to-back weekends.

For the smallest of moments, I thought about asking Dominik to work with me on it.

But I also knew he didn’t give a shit.

After waking up and bracing myself for what was to come, I pulled myself up from the glass floor. I made my way inside, not bothering to close the doors behind me as I headed downstairs. The cabana gave way to yet another basement with trinkets hung on the walls and another four-poster bed just waiting to be soaked in whatever juices he pulled from me.

But it was the thick glass walls that showcased the beautiful depths of the ocean that gave me pause.

“We’re under the ocean,” I said.

“We are,” Dominik’s voice answered.

I walked over to the thick pane of glass and watched as a school of fish swam by. “Holy shit, we’re actually under the ocean.”

“We’re about seven feet deep. The glass in front of you is three-feet thick.”

I caught his reflection in the glass and whipped around only to find him naked. Gone were the gray sweatpants, and in its place was the body of a God that was about to ruin my own. And as he walked toward me, he twirled his finger around in the air.

“Turn back toward the view,” he said plainly.

So, I did as he asked. “You said it’s three-feet thick?”

He untucked my blouse from my skirt. “Yes.”

“No risk of being drowned down here, then?”

He slowly unzipped my skirt from behind. “Not one bit.”

I smiled as a rainbow-colored fish came up and looked at me. “Hi there, little guy. How are you?”

As he undressed me, I kept my eyes locked with the view. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, and I lost myself in the way the ocean seemed to come to life. There were coral reefs off in the distance where a small school of fish swam in and out of its orifices. A little octopus floated by, clamoring for its next meal while a stingray floated toward the top. It felt like something out of a dream. Something only my deepest, most incredible dream-state could possibly conjure.

“How long did it take to build something like this?” I asked as I turned around.

And as I did, the air-conditioning kicked on, shivering me to my core as my nipples puckered tighter than I’d ever felt.

While Dominik stood in front of me, still completely naked, with his cock at attention.

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