Page 61 of Stirring Attraction (Second Shot 2)
Dominic paused by the door’s edge. He glanced over his shoulder but the bar’s back room remained blissfully empty. No sign of Caroline yet. They hadn’t even opened for business. But Noah had asked him to come in early and help add a fresh coat of polish to the bar top today. And how the hell was his best friend supposed to know that Lily would need him in the middle of a Wednesday? Dominic had started paying attention to the calendar and even he hadn’t realized that they’d hit their window.
Of course he wasn’t the one taking his temperature all the time, waiting and hoping the timing would be just right . . .
“Lily, honey, if you’re taking the time to paint your nails to match your panties,” he murmured through the closed door, “you can stop right now. I can perform on demand.”
And yeah, that was an understatement. He’d been hard since she called. Maybe not from that exact moment. At first, he’d worried that she was sitting in her car too afraid to go into her house—now their home. But it had been months since she’d been paralyzed with fear. Still, he knew that it would always linger. He couldn’t erase it. But he sure as hell could drop everything and help her deal with it.
But then she’d informed him that she would be swinging by the bar. Oh, and by the way, would he meet her in the staff bathroom . . . and please don’t tell Noah . . .
“I know you can perform when needed,” she whispered. She opened the door and let him slip inside. “But you shouldn’t have to. I want this to be special.”
Dominic stared at the gorgeous blonde in hot pink lace panties and nothing else. “It doesn’t get much better than this,” he murmured, looking her up and down. And yeah, her toenails matched her underwear. “But, Lil, you can seduce me another time. Right now, we need to make a baby.”
And then I need to get back to work before Noah realizes what we’re doing back here.
“But I want to seduce you now.” Lily reached for his waistline and began releasing his jeans. He raised his left hand to help as she lowered the zipper. She guided his pants over his hips, taking his underwear with them. Finally she freed the part of him that planned to take center stage in the baby making process—and love every minute of it.
But instead of resting her perfect backside on the vanity’s edge and spreading her legs wide to take him in, Lily bent at the waist and captured his eager erection in his mouth.
“Ah hell,” he groaned. “Lily—”
She pulled back. Her lips hovered over him as her hand ran up and down his hard length. “I believe I owe you a demonstration of my super-special oral skills. This time without interruption.”
“Here?” he rasped. “Now? Lily, Noah’s in the other room waiting.”
“I could put a sign outside that says ‘Blow Job in Progress.’ ”
“Yeah, Noah would love that.”
She returned her mouth to his dick and he forgot all about his best friend, the bar, the reason they were in this bathroom in the middle of the day . . . His world narrowed to Lily. Her mouth, her hands . . . and he had to have her.
She drew back again, but he could feel her breath as she spoke. “I want to make you lose control. I don’t want you to hold back. Not this time.”
Desire roared through him as he hauled her up. “Enough, Lily. You want wild? Rough? You’ve got it. I can’t hold back any longer.”
His hands gripped the back of her thighs as he lifted her up. He felt her legs wrap around his waist. And he thrust into her.
I’m home.
It didn’t matter where they were—their bed, this bathroom, the backseat of his truck—this was his home and his refuge. Lily. His love. His wife. And one day, the future mother of his child.
He drove into her, harder and faster, determined to give her what she wanted, to make her dreams for a baby come true. Her backside began to slide on the vanity. And he lifted her off. He turned and pressed her up against the windowless wall. And yeah, it was a da
mn good thing they’d never bothered to decorate the walls, or pictures would be tumbling to the ground right about now.
With his fingers pressed into her ass, he thrust harder and faster, driving them closer and closer . . .
“Oh my!” She threw her head back and hit the wall. He buried himself inside her, his hips forcing hers into the physical barrier at her back. He felt it give a little, the walls crumbling, giving way to the power of his need to fuck her, claim her, love her.
“Dominic!” She screamed his name over and over, her body convulsing around him as she came.
And he followed her, moaning the only words that mattered as he came inside her. “I love you, Lily. I fucking love you.”
Slowly, he stopped thrusting. The last trace of pleasure faded from his grateful cock. But the love—the love stayed, pulsing through him as he held her against the broken bathroom wall.
“I think that might be it,” she murmured, resting her head back against the cracked surface. Hell, he’d need to replace the sheetrock this time. Noah wouldn’t be happy about that. But Dominic didn’t give a damn. Right now, the woman in his arms trumped everything.
“Honey, you can seduce me anytime. I want to make your dreams come true. I want this baby as much as you do.”
