Dominic (Saint Brothers #1) (12 page)

Sucking a nipple into my mouth and rolling it in my teeth, I was rewarded with a moan escaping her lips as she tugged at the hair at the back of my neck.

Still fully dressed, she sat on my lap naked. I loved every goddamn inch of her. Fallon wasn’t one of those skinny bitches, nothing but skin and bones. She had a little more to grab hold of, which I loved. She was soft under my touch, her skin was on fire.

Feeling her hands running tentatively along my chest, I smiled against her skin and leaned back to wrench off my tee. Her eyes immediately widened and she began tracing the ink designs over my chest and shoulders with her delicate fingertips.

Her soft touch was driving me fucking wild and as much as I loved it, I couldn’t keep it up a moment longer. I was going to end up exploding like a fucking teenager.

Picking up her under the arms, I placed her on the desk, kicking my boots off at the same time. I quickly rid myself of my jeans and my cock sprang to life.

As I bent to kiss her again, she surprised me by sliding off the desk and onto her knees, taking me in her hands. A hiss escaped my throat. She ran her fingers over the head, coating herself with my pre-cum.

If I thought her fingers felt good on me, they were nothing compared to her mouth. I had to hold one hand on my desk and the other wrapped in her hair to stop myself from jerking forward down her throat.

Tugging on her hair, I had to pull out. I wanted this to last at least long enough to get inside her before blowing my load.

“But, I haven’t finished -

“Come here.” I smirked as I pulled her close, hooking her legs around my hips. Grabbing a condom from my desk drawer, I rolled it on while Fallon watched my every moment. She licked her lips.

Her breath hitched as I entered slowly, wanting to savour it this time. She didn’t take her eyes off me, reminding me exactly of how this went down last time. It was like she was drinking me in.

I couldn’t keep it slow and sensual for long and soon enough was pounding into her, her nails digging into my back as her feet on my ass urged me closer with every plunge of my cock.

Feeling her walls tighten around me, I slipped a hand between us and pushed her closer to orgasm. Fallon screamed out, only muffled by my mouth coming down on hers.

It felt like I’d run a fucking marathon as I all but crashed against her. She’d fuckin’ sucked me dry.

Pulling back, I removed the condom, tying it off and throwing it in the bin. Grinning at Fallon, she suddenly looked all shy and coy which struck me as amusing as only moments ago she’d been screaming out my name in pure ecstasy.

“Are you okay, babe?”

Her eyes shot to mine, but she didn’t say anything as I pulled my jeans back on. The silence hung heavy in the office and wasn’t what I’d expected after what had just happened.

Chapter Nine

Fallon

Straightening my clothes, I walked out the office before he did this time. I wasn’t going to wait for him to send me away this time. I knew what it was and wasn’t going to look for anything more than that.

Was I okay? Was he kidding me? That was the best I’d ever had and I wasn’t entirely sure that my legs were going to hold me up, but I wouldn’t answer me. Call me stubborn, but I didn’t want to engage in conversation after the way he’d skipped out on me last time.

All I wanted to do was run my tongue along every single one of those ink marks on his body, savouring the taste of him. I wanted to pull that nipple ring into my mouth until he begged for mercy. I wanted to savour him from head to toe. Those green eyes had me hypnotised and I wanted more.

As I got to the door, I could have sworn that he called after me, but with the music being so loud, I wasn’t too sure and I wasn’t going to hang around there any longer and make a fool out of myself.

Before I went back to the bar, I headed to the ladies to freshen myself up a bit. Shutting myself in a cubicle, I sat down on the toilet and closed my eyes. My legs were shaking and I could still smell him on me.

This was madness. Pure madness. How could I let that happen again?

It was too late now. It had already happened.

And it was fucking great.

Flushing the toilet, I made my way out of the cubicle and paused in the mirror. I looked like I’d just had the best sex of my life and no amount of trying to flatten down my hair or calming down the flush on my skin would change that. Great.

I couldn’t stay in there any longer and knew I’d have to get back to the bar sooner or later. Hopefully, Dominic would either stay in his office or would have left by now. If I could leave, I would, but I’d promised Lauren I’d stay for her shift. Perhaps she’d understand if I left? I doubted it. She set us on this course, knowing exactly what would happen once we were in a room together so there was no way she was going to let me run this time.

As I made my way back to the bar, getting through the swarms of people dancing and having the time of their lives wasn’t an easy task. By the time I sat down at the bar next to Maze, I was hot and tired. The bar was packed to the rafters tonight.

“How’s he doing?” Lauren asked as she and Maze grinned at me knowingly.

“Fuck off the pair of you.” I scowled at them.

“Don’t be like that.” She giggled. “How’s his hand?”

“You knew that he didn’t need any medical assistance. Bitch.” I glared at her, but she just laughed, knowing I didn’t mean it.

“Yes, but how is his hand?” Lauren laughed.

“Fuck off.” I flipped her off but couldn’t help laughing.

“Yes, I did. But I also know that you like him and I have happened to see him watching you.”

“It shouldn’t have happened. Again.” I hissed at her, hoping Maze wouldn’t hear me.

“I was just playing Cupid.”

“Well, don’t.” I grumbled, feeling a fool. One look from Dominic and I’m naked. That was all it took. I wasn’t sure if I never wanted to be put in that position again or if I was gagging for it to happen again.

“He’s a great guy. You could do a lot worse.” Maze chimed in and I groaned, hiding my face behind my hair. He laughed. “Seriously, though. The boy has some issues, but I’ve seen the way he looks at you, too. I think you could break through his walls.”

Shaking my head, I held up my hands, “Can we please stop talking about this? Nothing is going to happen between me and Dominic, so can we drop it?”

They both smirked at me, as if knowing something I didn’t.

I turned away from them. Dominic had a lot going for him, his sexual antics were right at the top of the list at the moment. But that didn’t mean that anything was going to happen. It wasn’t like we’d even ever had a real conversation. We’d just had two red hot steamy passion sessions, but that was it. I didn’t really know much else about him, but I wanted to and that was what annoyed me most of all. I wanted it and I didn’t think he did. It was infuriating.

My heart jumped into my throat as Dominic came strolling out of the office. He headed straight over to a striking brunette. She was dressed in little more than a bikini, with more flesh on display than I would have if I went swimming.

I felt a huge nudge of disappointment when I saw him snake an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him as she giggled like a little girl. Her fingers danced over his chest, exploring the hard muscles that had been under my lips only moments before.

“Maybe you should try your matchmaking skills out on her. Maybe you would have had a little more success.” I said wryly with a nod of my head in their direction. I hated the jealous tone in my voice, but once again I felt used.

Lauren’s eyes hardened for a moment as she watched them before turning back to me. “Forget about it. I’m nearly ready to take off.”

“I’ll go and wait in the car.” I got up quickly and moved away, not looking again in Dominic’s direction. I didn’t need to see that.

As I got outside, someone grabbed hold of my wrist and I yanked it away as I spun around. It was Maze. “Shouldn’t you be inside with Lauren?”

“The others are in there watching her. I came to make sure you were alright.”

“I’m fine. Why?”

“He doesn’t mean anything by it, you know.”

I shook my head and looked down at the floor. “It’s none of my business, right?”

“She doesn’t mean anything to him. He was just being affectionate.”

“That was a little more than being affectionate.” I had to laugh.

Maze took a step closer to me. “Dominic is one of my best friends. He’s a good guy. Don’t read more into what you saw than there was.”

“It doesn’t matter anyway.”

“It does. To you. And to him. Just give him a chance, okay?”

I didn’t reply. Dominic was a wonderful piece of eye candy and a hell of a good lay, but he wasn’t the kind of guy that was looking for anything serious or was ready to settle down. I didn’t need that kind of player in my life. All I needed to do was chalk it down to experience and get on with my life.

Dominic

Why did I keep messing up like that? I’d let her walk away from me.

Last time, it was me doing the running. There was something about Fallon that made me want more and that scared the crap out of me. I didn’t have room for a woman in my life.

This time, I’d let her walk away from me. I called after her and she kept on walking and I knew that I’d fucked up. She thought all I wanted from her was sex, and although that was great, anything else was off the table. Or was it?

Her face said it all when I went out to check on the bar. Rachael had taken me up on my offer of coming to the bar and I’d been pleased to see her out and letting her hair down. Fallon had obviously thought I was moving on to the next one.

I wasn’t like that. Even when I was a horny teenager, I didn’t go bed hopping like my brothers. As the oldest, I had more responsibility than my brothers and I spent more time getting them out of scrapes than I did getting laid.

Now, I had to put Lily first.

Pulling up outside my dad’s house, I rested my head on the steering wheel. What a fuck up of a night. I’d been called in early thinking that some gang of kids would be coming in to cause trouble but we’d ended up with some guy trying to drug a girls drink and them Fallon happened.

She was a wildcat. All that elegant exterior gave way to an insatiable sexual appetite that I was more than happy to try to sate. She made me work harder than any other woman I’d ever had and I loved every fucking second of it.

I couldn’t get her off my mind and she was driving me insane.

Seeing her walk out of the bar, I had the feeling I wouldn’t be able to get near her again. Seeing her eyes on me when I was talking to Rachael, they were hard and unforgiving. I didn’t think she’d even give me the chance to explain it to her.

Did I want that? The chance to explain and clear the air and move on? Did I want to move on? Fallon was bringing so many questions to my mind that I couldn’t concentrate. Friday nights were usually to let it all go and kick it loose, but tonight had just added more confusion to my life.

Leaving Sinners, I pulled Maze aside just as he was leaving.

“Give them a few minutes. Fallon’s waiting in the car.”

I nodded, understanding that she didn’t want to see me.

Understanding the look on my face, Maze clapped me on the shoulder. “It’s not like that, man. I’ll talk to her.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“I think I do. Leave it with me.” He nodded reassuringly.

I didn’t need to say anything else, giving the time for them to leave before exiting the bar. After all that had happened, I didn’t want to hang around any longer.

Most of the house was swathed in darkness, which wasn’t surprising considering the time. It was earlier than I usually left the bar on a Friday, but still late by most peoples’ standards.

I let myself into the house and headed straight for the living room. Dad was sat in his recliner watching the television and Gemma was sat on the sofa, nursing a cup of tea.

“Everything okay, son?”

“Yeah, I just wanted to check on Lily.”

“I told you on the phone she was asleep.”

“I know, Dad. I just thought I’d check in on my way home.”

Gemma stood up and put her cup down on the coffee table. “Ignore him. He’s in a foul mood tonight.”

“Am not.” Dad grumbled.

I grinned at Gemma. She was a great woman, a real saint for putting up with my dad’s shitty mood swings. He could be really cranky when he wanted to be, but the one thing that never failed to put a smile on his face was the women in his life, Gemma and Lily.

Gemma was my dad’s second wife and they’d been married for nearly eight years. How she put up with him for all that time, I’ll never know. After my mother died, we all knew that he would need to find someone else. It wasn’t because us kids needed a mother; my father was a man who needed a woman to look after him. Gemma was the perfect match for him and we all adored her.

The other girl to put a smile on his grumpy face was my little Lily. She was a four year old blonde bundle of fun that no one could resist. Honestly, it was like she warmed the entire world. I knew I was going to have a shit load of trouble with her when she got older. Believe me, I already had the shot gun locked and loaded, ready for when the boys started calling for her.

I’d been with Lily’s mother for only a short time before she fell pregnant, which was a hell of a shock to the pair of us. We’d been careful, but clearly not careful enough. I was responsible enough to live up to being a father, Jessica clearly chose the easy option and took off as fast as her legs could carry her.

When Lily asks me when she’s older, which she is bound to do, if I loved her mother, I’ll honestly be able to say yes. I loved her because she is the mother of my child and gave me the greatest gift in the world. But as a person? I couldn’t stand the junky whore.

Obviously, I didn’t know it at the time or I wouldn’t have gone anywhere near her. By the time I found out that she was hooked on drugs, she was already pregnant and it was too late. There was no way I was going to leave an unborn child to fend against that bitch.

Even though she fought me all the way, I locked her up and put her through cold turkey. Jessica had to be drug free while she was carrying my child and my family supported me the whole way. We’d never had drugs in our family and we weren’t going to start with her. I refused to allow my child to be affected by the stupidity of her mother.

The same couldn’t be said for Jessica. She didn’t give a flying fuck about the pregnancy right from the start. Not even two hours after giving birth, the silly bitch was back popping pills again. Within days, she was running. I wouldn’t allow that kind of thing to happen around an innocent child anyway and after a major slanging match where she threw all those vile words at me, she ran like the coward she was.

The bitch chose drugs over her own flesh and blood. She signed full parental rights over to me without a second thought, thinking only of how she was going to score her next hit.

That was fine by me. There wasn’t a parental bone in her body and Lily could do so much better without her in her life.

Obviously, even when she was older, Lily didn’t need to know the details of what went down with her mother. I wouldn’t lie to her, but I didn’t want to ever have to tell her the full truth. No kid should ever have to know that truth.

It wasn’t easy for any of us, but it was worth it. She was a great kid and worth all the worry I went through to make sure I raised her right. My family did everything they could for me and sometimes it was quite amusing to see my big, badass brothers acting like the doting uncles around her. They all turned as soft as shit as soon as she turned her baby blues on them.

Gemma led me upstairs and carefully opened up the door to Lily’s room so as not to wake her. They’d done her own bedroom here, decorating much in the same style as she had at home, princess and glitter shit everywhere.