The ride he took her on was beyond anything she’d ever experienced before, and she felt closer to him than she ever thought possible.
“Fuck, baby, I’m not going to last.”
She nodded because she could already feel the build-up of her need to come but just needed a little bit more to throw her over.
“Dominic.”
“I’ll take care of you.”
She felt him reach under her and her body jolted when he touched her clit. It was hyper-sensitive, so there was a bit of discomfort mixed with the pleasure.
A scream tore from her mouth when he rammed into hera few times and sent her flying at the same time. She vaguely heard him groan through the mist of her orgasm, and then his body slowed down and stopped.
She heard his breathing over hers, and the sound of it made her realize that he’d been as affected as she’d been. Her body started to cool, and she had no more energy to do anything.
He pulled out and then laid her on her side. “I’ll be right back.”
She closed her eyes but jerked them open when he separated her ass cheeks, and then a wet washcloth wiped the lube and cum away.
“Dominic, I can do that.”
“I also can, and you’re going to let me take care of you.” His tone of voice made it clear she wasn’t going to win this argument, so she stayed silent and still.
He was back and got her settled against him. “Good night, wife.”
Rebeka smiled against his chest. “Good night, husband.” She really liked the sound of that.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Rebeka looked out her bedroom window. The day was as dreary as it came. It was rainy, cold, and foggy, and she just wanted to crawl back into bed and sleep the day away.
Dominic was at one of his lounges but said he’d be home in time for dinner, which was hours away. She needed to keep busy and decided to help Aria with office work. It would keep her mind off the depressive emotions she was feeling at that moment.
“Aria. What can I do this morning?” she asked from the doorway into her office.
“Oh, good. Can you take over the phone today? It hasn’t stopped ringing, and I’m not getting anything done.”
“Sure.’
“You’re a godsend.”
Rebeka smiled. “What else can I do?”
“I’ve got a bunch of envelopes to open and take care of. Can you put them in piles like ASAP, bills, correspondence?” Aria asked.
“Yes. I’ll take them into the sitting room,” Rebeka said.
“We need to have you set up an office of your own,” Aria said.
“I don’t need my own office.”
“Well, I think you need your own space. Let’s look at the available rooms later. I’d like it as close to me as possible.”
“I’d like that, too. It would make it easier for us to work together.”
Rebeka entered a small seating area and set down the letters and phone. An hour or so later, she heard a loud cracking sound and looked toward the window only to see it shatter. Something hit her shoulder and flung her down to the carpet.
She concentrated on breathing. She felt numb butcouldn’t seem to catch her breath. The pandemonium around her was making it hard to settle her heart down.