him beyond sex. It wasn’t like he’d done anything remarkably terrible to her seven years earlier. He’d been a young, dumb kid. You couldn’t blame a thirty-year-old man for what he’d done in college. And Dom might as well have been a college kid when he got to Sunset Falls.
He’d been aloof and distant and played the field. He was the new hotshot lawyer in town and his bed was never cold. If he’d known then how important Gwen was to his life, he wouldn’t have made the mistake. He shook his head. That was the past. He had to work for the future now.
Headlights shone across his driveway and Dom went to wait by the door. When he heard Gwen step onto the porch, he opened the door and leaned against the frame. “Good evening, Ms. Johnson. Can I help you?”
Gwen was wearing a long black trench coat with the belt tied tightly at the waist. Her long strawberry blonde locks were piled on top of her head with some tendrils cascading down. Dom could just make out her curves under the coat thanks to the belt. Gwen had the best body in all of Sunset Falls. She was leggy and shaped like an hourglass.
“I don’t know,” she said coyly. “Can you help me?”
She pulled the top of the coat open just a little and Dom swallowed hard. White lace peeked out from under the coat. Just a little, but Dom knew exactly what she had on under there. He remembered the lacy piece well. He’d picked it out himself, inadvertently. Gwen had found his stash of porn when they were dating and had watched it all. Very embarrassing for Dom. The next night, she had turned up in lingerie strikingly similar to something that’d been worn by one of the girls in the video. She’d told him that if he wanted to fantasize about a woman, it had better be her. It had been the start of one of the best weeks of Dom’s life.
“I think I have what you’re looking for inside,” Dom said. His voice was steady, but inside his tiger was losing its mind. Poor Gwen didn’t know what she was getting herself into. Dom’s tiger wanted her and he wasn’t going to hold the beast back tonight. He was going to give it to Gwen with everything he had. There was no way she was going to walk away before morning this time. Dom was going to wear her out until she begged him to quit. Then, he’d let her sleep like a baby. This time she wasn’t going to sneak out. He was sure of it.
Two
Dom growled. “Inside. Now.”
Gwen could smell lust rolling off her old flame. She smirked before walking inside, her tits jiggling. Dom’s eyes had been drawn to the small bit of cleavage exposed under the coat. That was one of her favorite things about Dom. She always knew how much he wanted her. There was no doubt in her mind that he’d walk across an ocean of broken glass to spend a night with her. His desire made her feel like a powerful queen.
As much as he wanted her, Dom never groveled for her attention. She hated when a man scraped and lowered himself. Some women might have found it attractive, but not Gwen. She liked manly men who gave her some space. Clingy, emotional men who chased her did little for her.
She knew she was smoking hot. It didn’t matter how much weight she gained or if she was taller than 90% of the women in town. She had learned how to rock her bigger frame a long time ago. She might not be every man’s cup of tea, but there were more than a few who loved how she looked. It was so frustrating when a man thought she was out of his league and had no confidence in himself. She preferred it when a man acknowledged she was hot but still kept his cool around her.
She surveyed Dom’s place as he closed the door behind her. The place looked much more presentable than it had been when they were dating. It was especially romantic tonight. There were candles lit around the room and the lights were dimmed. He’d set the mood perfectly for the night.
“Take off the coat. Now,” Dom ordered.
Gwen turned to face him as she put her purse down on
He’d been aloof and distant and played the field. He was the new hotshot lawyer in town and his bed was never cold. If he’d known then how important Gwen was to his life, he wouldn’t have made the mistake. He shook his head. That was the past. He had to work for the future now.
Headlights shone across his driveway and Dom went to wait by the door. When he heard Gwen step onto the porch, he opened the door and leaned against the frame. “Good evening, Ms. Johnson. Can I help you?”
Gwen was wearing a long black trench coat with the belt tied tightly at the waist. Her long strawberry blonde locks were piled on top of her head with some tendrils cascading down. Dom could just make out her curves under the coat thanks to the belt. Gwen had the best body in all of Sunset Falls. She was leggy and shaped like an hourglass.
“I don’t know,” she said coyly. “Can you help me?”
She pulled the top of the coat open just a little and Dom swallowed hard. White lace peeked out from under the coat. Just a little, but Dom knew exactly what she had on under there. He remembered the lacy piece well. He’d picked it out himself, inadvertently. Gwen had found his stash of porn when they were dating and had watched it all. Very embarrassing for Dom. The next night, she had turned up in lingerie strikingly similar to something that’d been worn by one of the girls in the video. She’d told him that if he wanted to fantasize about a woman, it had better be her. It had been the start of one of the best weeks of Dom’s life.
“I think I have what you’re looking for inside,” Dom said. His voice was steady, but inside his tiger was losing its mind. Poor Gwen didn’t know what she was getting herself into. Dom’s tiger wanted her and he wasn’t going to hold the beast back tonight. He was going to give it to Gwen with everything he had. There was no way she was going to walk away before morning this time. Dom was going to wear her out until she begged him to quit. Then, he’d let her sleep like a baby. This time she wasn’t going to sneak out. He was sure of it.
Two
Dom growled. “Inside. Now.”
Gwen could smell lust rolling off her old flame. She smirked before walking inside, her tits jiggling. Dom’s eyes had been drawn to the small bit of cleavage exposed under the coat. That was one of her favorite things about Dom. She always knew how much he wanted her. There was no doubt in her mind that he’d walk across an ocean of broken glass to spend a night with her. His desire made her feel like a powerful queen.
As much as he wanted her, Dom never groveled for her attention. She hated when a man scraped and lowered himself. Some women might have found it attractive, but not Gwen. She liked manly men who gave her some space. Clingy, emotional men who chased her did little for her.
She knew she was smoking hot. It didn’t matter how much weight she gained or if she was taller than 90% of the women in town. She had learned how to rock her bigger frame a long time ago. She might not be every man’s cup of tea, but there were more than a few who loved how she looked. It was so frustrating when a man thought she was out of his league and had no confidence in himself. She preferred it when a man acknowledged she was hot but still kept his cool around her.
She surveyed Dom’s place as he closed the door behind her. The place looked much more presentable than it had been when they were dating. It was especially romantic tonight. There were candles lit around the room and the lights were dimmed. He’d set the mood perfectly for the night.
“Take off the coat. Now,” Dom ordered.
Gwen turned to face him as she put her purse down on
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