Nothing Gets Through Ch. 05

Nothing Gets Through Ch. 05 © 2010 All rights reserved Dom had a quiet, neat apartment. There was very little decoration, and a bare minimum of furniture. That was all Lani got to observe before Dom took her coat, removed his own, and then pulled her into another searing kiss. He couldn?t remember at what point on the ride to his place he'd discovered he'd wanted her so much. After she had given up on going to a hotel, they'd both relaxed. There wasn't much conversation, but he hadn't minded, especially when she'd laid her head on his shoulder. He'd liked her there, she fit so comfortably against him. It must have been that, he decided as his tongue dove into her mouth, greedy for another taste. He found it, more of that coconut and vanilla that he'd discovered earlier. Her body had rested against his in the cab, the warmth seeping through his coat and driving him crazy. Here in his apartment, he wasn?t sure he could stop unless he felt her skin against his own. Lani tried to sort her thoughts, but thinking at all was difficult with Dom's arms around her and his lips furiously moving against hers. God, he feels good, she thought as her arms linked behind his neck. She wasn't usually like this; maybe it was old-fashioned, Ataşehir escort but she tended to stick with a peck on the cheek after a first date. Dom made her feel different. Different how, she wasn?t exactly sure, but different enough that she didn't care that he was pulling her with him, keeping her close as he sank back onto the couch. Different enough that even with her body laying over his, she wanted to feel more of it. She wanted to get through all the layers and find him. "I don't . . . I don't do this," she said breathlessly. His lips moved to trace her jaw and he tugged her hair gently so she would expose her neck. "Do what?" He pressed his lips to her pulse and smiled as she trembled. "I'm not . . . not like this." It was the most wonderful frustration not to be able to think clearly. "I know," he said, moving his head back so that those eyes focused on hers again. He took her face in his hands, stroked her cheeks with his thumbs. "I know. You can tell me to stop any time. I hope you don't." He pulled her lips to his and she felt something inside her crumble to dust. She began to kiss him back more forcefully, but he still had control. She let him keep it, as he seemed Ümraniye escort bayan to need it. Not to control her, she realized, but more to control himself. So she let him lead, unafraid. It was an odd sensation to feel so safe with someone she hardly knew, but she did. For once, she would trust her instincts and let her feelings guide her. His hands wandered down her back and she sighed at their strength. Dom heard the sound and it drove him just mad; he found the hem of her sweater and jerked it up so that he could feel her bare skin. It felt like satin, as he had imagined it would. Now that he had made the contact, he slowed his hands and let them move lazily over her. "Oh, wow . . . ." Lani rested her forehead on his shoulder. His hands were hard, strong, and warm. She could only think that she wanted them all over her body, and not just on her back. "Someone must have spiked my drink," she said with a half laugh. "This is just so unlike me . . . ." "I think it's very like you, when you're with me." Dom slid his hands further up, letting his thumbs trace circles over her ribs and grinning smugly when she shivered again. She shifted her head and brushed her lips over Escort Bostancı the curve of his neck and it was his turn to tremble. "Two can play," she teased him. "I only play to win." He threaded his hand into her dark hair and kissed her long and hard. "Tell me now if you want to stop," he said, his voice rough, "because I'm about to move to another playing field." "Don?t stop." Lani said it without thinking. "Good." Dom sat up and crushed her against him while he kissed her again. He could feel all of her curves, all of her heat pressed against him. He wanted more. He stood up, slid one arm down behind her knees and lifted. He laughed when she protested she was too heavy. "Lani, you're a feather. I bench press at least twice what you weigh." He silenced the next protest with a kiss, then carried her to his bedroom. "See, now," he said, laying her on the bed and moving over her. "Isn't this much better than hiding with an iPod while your roommate gets it on in the other room?" "You could have joined her," Lani pointed out with a smile, sliding her own hands down over his chest. She tugged his shirt out of his waistband. "Tonight it looked like the more, the merrier." Dom took her hands in his, pinned them near her shoulders and locked his eyes on hers. "I didn't want your roommate. I only want you." Her eyes widened for a moment as he captured her lips again, then gave herself over to the satisfaction of knowing she was desired. She ran her hands along Dom's back, savoring the smooth muscles that rippled under her hands.