CH 1 | Sarah!

Sarah Lopez

"Look at me," Dominic demanded. His tone turned dulcet, while he pinned me to the wall with ease and a shaky gasp escaped my maroon-painted lips.

Hesitantly, I lifted my head while he held my chin with his index and thumb fingers. His tall frame towering over my small height.

When my eyes accidentally met his stormy orbs, a faint shade of red crept up on my cheeks. I swiftly moved them away as it was too much to keep eye contact with him when he was staring at me with those burning eyes. As if he wants to eat me up. 

He lowered his head to my level and placed his warm mouth on my ear. His breath fanned across my cheeks. His expensive cologne completely clouded my senses.

He sensually brushed his pointed nose across my flushed cheek. And created tingles that traveled to my core as he whispered softly, "eyes on me, Sarah."

His voice was the most beautiful symphony I've ever heard. The way my name rolled out of his sexy mouth ever so smoothly sent shivers down my spine, making me weak in the knees. Had his eyes not had me pinned to the wall I would have surely crumpled to the floor. 

Slowly, I glanced at him, while he brushed my hair with a gentleness I rarely see in him. I melted against his warm touch, my insides felt as if they were on fire.

"You look stunning today." He praised me with a proud smirk on his face, while his knuckles caressed my cheeks.

"Thank you," I replied. My voice fluttered, and I tucked a few hair strands beside my ear nervously, trying to calm my pounding heart.

To my surprise, he placed a gentle kiss on my temple, making my eyes widen, and my face turned as red as a tomato.

His stare was piercing through me as if he was undressing me in his mind and swiftly tugged me towards him. My head landed against his broad chest. 

I lay in his tight embrace as he mumbled in my ear, "Happy birthday, Sarah!" His proximity was making me a nervous wreck, and my breath hitched in anticipation.

He cupped my cheeks in his large palms, and I grabbed his hands instinctively when he planted a kiss on my forehead. He continued with the kisses traveling down to my eyes, nose, cheeks, and chin. I’m mesmerized by his cuddles.

His thumb paused on my plump lips, and he brushed them making me tremble. I closed my eyes, leaning into him further. Slowly his lips met mine, and a pleasant desire seeped through my nerves as a bundle of heat rushed into my body.

"You turned twenty?" He queried, his tone husky, and I hummed in response, too lost in the sensations he was creating in me and making me feel.

"What do you want as your present?" He asked when he twirled me and hugged me from behind. I gasped, shocked at the sudden move.

A smug grin was plastered on his face while his chin settled in the crook of my neck. And the feeling of delight entertained me.

Abruptly, I blurted without thinking, "I want you," my voice was barely audible. 

As soon as I said that, a low chuckle escaped his lips. And oh god, it was a panty drenching smile that made my insides wet causing me to clench my thighs in need.

In the next second, his hot lips landed on my neck. He sucked my sweet spot ever so teasingly, leaving a trail of wet kisses on my nape and shoulders. And he muttered huskily, "I'm all yours, Sarah." 

Hearing his words made my insides jump in pure bliss, and I closed my eyes, savoring his touch as much as I could.

A whiny moan escaped my lips when he bit the tender skin where my neck meets my shoulder. His searing tongue licked it, soothing the wound and pushing me to the deepest depths of desire.

He grunted when I accidentally brushed my ass on his crotch. I felt his hardness twitching in his pants begging to be freed. As if it was urging him to pound into the tight soaking wonder at the apex of my thighs. 

"Don't play with fire, Sarah. I'll grant you your wish and take my sweet time ravishing you tonight. Just the way you like it, and I'll make sure you won't be able to get out of bed for a week. So enjoy today while you can." He rasped in my ear, making me flustered and a shade of crimson covered my ears and neck. While goosebumps spread across my skin as the chilly breeze welcomed us. 

Suddenly, realization struck me and brought me back down to earth when I remembered we were outdoors, hiding in a corner in Nat's restaurant!

"Oh god!" My mind ran a marathon inwardly when the possibility of getting noticed struck me. But it seemed Dominic wasn't bothered by it in the least. As he was immersed in worshipping my body, which I'm sure would play like they would on the strings of a guitar. 

Abruptly, he grabbed my hand, snapping me out of my reverie, and strode further. He kicked the restroom door open in the process and bolted inside in a flash, catching me by surprise.

The eagerness in his eyes made my body burn with the need and desire to please this god-like man.

"Dominic," I murmured. My tone was breathless. Just the way he liked, and it effortlessly flowed out of my mouth because his presence does that to me!

"Shh," He cooed placing a finger against my lips and made me stand in front of the large mirror. I raised my eyes and our tangled reflections made my breath hitch. I licked my lips when his intense stare bore through me trying to wet my drying mouth. 

His fingers trailed across my soft skin, making my body erupt in flames of passion. A shaky gasp escaped my lips, as I rested my head on his chest, eager to feel him, wanting more than what he was willing to give.

It was always amazing to me how easily he could play my body according to his tune. Suddenly, his hands left me and I shivered as the coldness of the restroom seeped into my bones. 

I eyed him in confusion with my brows furrowed when he dipped his hands in his trouser pockets. The smirk on his face deepened making me even more puzzled.

But in the next second, I gaped at his reflection. Totally dumbfounded when my eyes took in the small blue box in his hands.

"Is he going to give me a ring?" That was the first thought that struck me. But I shook my head inwardly not wanting to assume anything when it came to Dom because he was so hard to predict.

He noticed my stunned expression and slipped the box into my hands. His touch sent shock waves down my spine and he whispered, "here's your birthday gift, Sarah. Open it and see if you like it."

I nodded and grabbed the delicate box with shaky hands. The moment I opened it, my hazel eyes settled on a beautiful diamond studded necklace. It has an S charm in the shape of infinity symbol. "Probably, 'S' refers to my name," I mentally quoted.

A genuine smile spread across my lips as I brushed my fingers across it, and muttered, "It's beautiful, Dom."

He hummed in satisfaction, "not as beautiful as you, Sarah!"

I panted, hearing his words as I felt the heat of his body. We gazed at each other through the mirror with blazing flames in our eyes.

He was the first to avert his gaze by taking the necklace into his hands, and stating, "let me."

Without waiting for my answer, he brushed my freely flowing hair to the side and blew hot air on my nape and earlobes. He gently licked them, making me a moaning mess before he placed the chain around my neck and clasped the hook. As he turned me to face him I grew even more needy than I already was.

After he was done, he winked at me while the corners of his lips curved upwards ever so slightly. Our trance was broken when I heard my name being called from outside the door.

I'm pretty sure it was Nat and Rebecca as it had been quite some time since I disappeared from the party. A sigh escaped my lips knowing it was time for us to return to the party and leave the little Paradise we had created in the most unlikely of places. I would have stayed in that bathroom with him for an eternity. 

I turned to Dom swiftly and cupped his trimmed cheeks in my palms while he eyed me calmly. I stood on my tip-toes and placed a kiss on his forehead, as I whispered, "come to the party, Dom."

Although I know our relationship was a secret and he wasn't a fan of publicizing it. I want Dom to be with me in all of my memorable days as his presence was the best gift I could ever ask for.

Eyeing the expectation in me, he clenched his fists while hard lines settled on his forehead. 

Seeing the shift in him, I implored, "please."

"Alright." He huffed, a sweet smile plastered across my face.

With that, I gave him a light peck on his lips and ran away hearing him groan behind me, "you're going to be the death of me, Sarah!"

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