“Go to the main bathroom,” I tell her. “There should be some in the upper cupboard… I think.”
“I uhm… already checked there,” she says, looking down, as if only now realizing that all of her legs are showing. The skin is glistening in the dim light, giving her an ethereal look.
“You have?” I ask, swallowing heavily, finding it increasingly difficult to focus on the conversation, especially after the two drinks I’ve had.
“Mhm,” she nods. To me, it sounds like she’s moaning, but I know she’s not.
I blink heavily, twice, trying to clear the fog of desire from my mind, but that’s impossible as long as she’s standing there, with her legs for miles and breasts poking through the thin fabric of my t-shirt.
It’s been a long time, I think to myself. Too damn long.
“OK,” I say, getting up and walking over to her. She is still standing in the doorway. I would need to push past her to go through, so I stop. “I might know where there’s some more toothpaste,” I tell her, sounding awkward and breathless, as if I’ve been running a freakin’ marathon. It’s all because of the way she is looking at me, pulling down at that t-shirt, but knowing well that it covers little.
She takes a step back, but her scent lingers in the doorway. I go through it, as if I’ve gone through a cloud of rosy smoke which caresses my cheeks, goes inside my shirt, down between the tight confines of my belt and into my boxer shorts.
I go to the guestroom, remembering that there might be some in the upper most cupboard, which I doubt she’s checked, mostly because she can’t reach it. I’ve stored some extras there, just in case.
She follows me there. I don’t turn around, but I know she’s right behind me. It takes all of my conscious effort not to turn around, grab her by the shoulders and kiss her aggressively. I keep reminding myself I’m her employer. It’s not right. I can’t do that, especially not now that I’ve invited her to stay over. She needs to know that she is safe here. How the hell would she consider herself safe here if I jumped at her the first chance I got?
I find the stupid toothpaste exactly where I thought it was, and I hand it to her. Her fingers gently brush against mine, and it does little to alleviate the throbbing desire that’s already swelling inside of me.
“Thanks,” she smiles, accepting it.
I shouldn’t have had those drinks. At least, I shouldn’t have had the second one.
Hell, I shouldn’t have invited her to stay the night. I should have just driven her the fuck home, and we wouldn’t be standing in front of each other, our fingers touching, her legs driving me insane and her eyes telling me things I don’t even know are true…
Chapter Five
Lilly
My heart is beating wildly in my chest as I look up at Dominic.
I have no idea what I was thinking. Toothpaste?
All I know is that I wanted to see him. I wanted to talk to him. I want to just be by his side. I don’t know why, but a part of me doesn’t want this day to end. The moment I go to sleep, and when I wake up in the morning, everything will be back to the way it usually is. Nothing about this day was usual. Nothing was ordinary.
I pull that stupid toothpaste towards me as if my life depended on it. I see it in his eyes that he doesn’t want this night to end either.
I don’t know what I’m doing but I’m doing it.
I take a step closer to him. God, he smells delicious. That cologne is beckoning me to him, and I can’t turn away. There is just a small flicker of a corner lamp, and under this light, he looks like a dark god from the underworld. Everything in me wants to get lost in his arms, in his eyes, in his lips. I want him to swallow me whole.
Just as my mind manages to materialize the last thought, his lips crash against mine. The moment he does that, my pussy explodes into a sensation I’ve never felt before. Nothing my own fingers have done could have come even close to this. Curiosity immediately peaks. What would it feel like to have him inside of me? To have a dick inside of me for the first time ever, stretching me, taking away my virginity?
I know that I can’t tell him I’m a virgin, but he’ll know.
I can’t think about that right now. His mouth is on mine, and all I can focus on is his tongue swirling around mine. He tastes like liquor, bitter and sweet at the same time. I take more of his tongue in my mouth. Deeper and deeper, my fingers clench desperately around his neck, as if he might disappear and by holding onto him, I’m preventing this from happening.
I feel his hands around my waist. Instinctively, I spread my legs. He slides his hands down the back of my thighs and lifts me up, so that my legs lock around his waist. His lips never leave mine, not even for a moment. I keep soaking up his hot breath into myself, more needy than ever.
He slams me against the wall hard. I didn’t expect my first time would start like this, but I know I don’t want it to end.
His hands grab my wrists and pin them against the wall to my sides.
“Don’t move,” he murmurs against my ear, and the deep sound of his voice sends shivers down my spine.