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“I haven’t touched a woman since I came back into your life. I don’t want any woman in my life but you. I’m all in, Thea. We’ll take it as fast or as slow as you want, but I’m begging you to give me a chance here. I swear, baby, if you let me in, I’ll never hurt you.”
“You can’t promise that, Dom. People are human. They hurt one another. It’s inevitable when feelings are involved.”
“I can promise that if I hurt you, it wouldn’t be on purpose, and I’d do whatever I could to fix it. I’m not the same man I used to be, honey. I want to be better. I wanted that before we spent so much time together. Now that you’re in my life daily, I want it even more. I want to be better for myself, but more importantly, I want to be better for you.”
“Do you always try to kiss a woman and ruin it by talking so much?” I ask, my heart pounding in my chest like a sledgehammer.
“Only when it’s important and you’re the woman.”
“Lucky me,” I mutter.
“Thea…”
“Shut up and kiss me, Dom.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he purrs, and then his lips are on mine and all rational thought is gone.
His tongue slides along the bottom of my lip, teasing me before sliding between my parted lips. I moan and he swallows the sound, deepening the kiss. I feel his hands on my body. One is against my neck, holding me steady for his continued assault on my mouth. Oh, but it is his other hand that is deadly. Dom’s arm is wrapped around me, his palm branding my skin as his fingers splay out against the side of my ribs. His hold is firm, strong, and drugging. He pulls me in tight against his body. It’s not like I would want to get away from him, I want more of his kiss too much for that. Still, that he’s not giving me an option excites me. I can feel evidence of my desire slowly sliding out of my body and making my panties wet. My body trembles. It’s only a kiss, but somehow it feels like more, and I don’t entirely know what to do about it. We kiss until my lungs burn from lack of air. My bruised lips are wet and swollen, and I love every moment of it. When I force myself to pull back, our jagged breathing is echoing around us. Dom doesn’t even try to hide the fact that our kiss has heavily affected him—which is good because I can’t hide what it has done to me, either.
I pull back to catch my breath, using the tip of my tongue to soothe my ravaged lips. I can still taste Dom. The hunger to taste more of him is almost too big to resist. God, he’s a drug, and I’m not sure how long I can resist him.
“Fuck, Thea,” Dom says raggedly.
“I think I might be in over my head,” I admit shakily.
“You’re safe.”
“I don’t feel safe,” I insist.
“You are. I’m here with you, Gorgeous. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.”
“This is kind of crazy. It has barely been a minute since whatever was between Raze and I was over.”
“The point is, it’s over. I’m here now, and I’m not giving you up.”
“What about…” I break off, not really wanting to bring her up. If I never have to think of her again, I’ll be happy. Just the thought of Gabby makes me lose eye contact with Dom and look down at the ground.
Dom puts a hand under my chin and applies enough pressure to force me to look directly at him. His face is serious, but tender. It’s seriously a damn sexy look on him.
“That’s over. It was over before I ever drove into Breaker’s driveway and saw the woman I’ve been dreaming of fucking, kissing a brother and realizing I wanted to kill him for touching what should be mine.”
I gasp at his confession. I study his face, but with the intensity and heat I see written all over him, I don’t question what he’s saying at all. He’s being completely serious. My heart literally skips a beat, and without thinking, I lean back up to kiss him again. Slowly, Dom moves so he’s over my body and gently maneuvers me backward until I’m lying against the lawn. As I feel proof of his desire pressing against my body, I whimper. Our kiss becomes hungrier, desperate, and filled with so much desire that I completely surrender to it.
I never want it to end.
Chapter 21
Dom
“Your mind is a million miles away. What are you thinking, Dominic West?”
I let out a sigh, even as my lips twitch at the use of my full name. It’s almost been a week since Thea and I have been doing whatever it is we’re doing. Thea calls it dating. I don’t really date. I won’t admit it to her—yet—but there’s only one way I see this thing between the two of us going. She’s going to be wearing my cut. I need her. It’s as simple as that. She brings more clarity and peace into my life than I’ve ever had. I want her like I’ve never wanted another woman—Gabby included. I like everything about this woman, from her humor to the way she pouts when she doesn’t get her way. Hell, I even like the way she sings the most horrible songs known to man while cooking in the kitchen. I’ve been spending all my free time here at Breakers and I hate going home at night. I’ve begged her to stay with me again for the night, but she’s not relented. I want to tell her she’s pissing me off by holding back. I have been tempted to remind her she gave Raze a shot way earlier. I mean, that technically might be wrong unless you count the time she and I spent together while she was talking to Raze. I’m biting my tongue instead. I don’t want to do anything that’s going to push her away. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not about to let her run from what is between us. If she tried, I’d lock her down. I just don’t want to give her a reason to try to leave me behind.
Currently, we’re out to dinner at Shiloh’s. It’s a nice steak house and Thea likes it because of their salad bar. There’s a television hung on the wall across from me that’s televising a Kentucky men’s ballgame. Normally, I’d be really into it—especially since this is the first exhibition game with a new coach and a completely new team. Sadly, I could not care less right now because Thea is right. My mind is a mess.
“I’m dreading dinner with my parents tomorrow,” I mutter, my steak suddenly tasting like sawdust.
“Why?” she asks, confusion causing her forehead to wrinkle adorably.
