Twisted Obsessions (SIN CITY HEAT SERIES Book 2) (12 page)
“Man, we tried to tell you. I don’t know what in the hell you were thinking….”
Chapter 16
Keisha stood in the bathroom with her arms folded, impatiently tapping her stiletto clad toe. She already knew a “lecture” was coming. She just hoped they made it quick.
“Keisha!”
Blowing out a breath, Keisha interrupted before Jerra could continue. “I know, I know. Let me save you the trouble: ‘What is wrong with me? Why am I being so rude? That was uncalled for… did I leave anything out?”
“No, Ms. Smart Ass, you didn’t.”
“Were you two aware he was going to be here?”
“Of course not,” Jerra answered. "I’m sure my husband knew though, but I’ll deal with him later. He should’ve at least given me a heads up so that I could’ve warned you…” Jerra frowned. “At any rate, could you please try to be civil? The tension between you and Dominick is so thick it can almost be cut with a knife.” Pausing, she studied Keisha closer. “I thought you said nothing was going on with you two.”
Keisha avoided her eyes and pushed her way through the women in front of her to look in the mirror. She leaned forward to fix her hair and check her makeup. “There’s not, Jerra. I only met the man once, remember. Yes, we talked on the phone a few times, but that’s the end of it. And what’s up the damn inquisition? Look, I’m finished talking about Dominick and his trick,” Keisha snidely remarked.
At that exact moment, the “trick” walked in. She met Keisha’s eyes before turning to Aleesha and Jerra. “Would you mind if I spoke to Keisha alone?” When neither woman moved, Leslie added, “I promise I only want to talk. That’s it.”
Keisha watched Leslie through the mirror with an air of unconcern. “It’s okay. I’ll be out in a minute,” she told her friends.
Leesha’s eyes flew to Keisha. It wasn’t Keisha she was worried about. “Keish….”
“I’ll behave.” Keisha innocently smiled, making Jerra and Aleesha even more uneasy.
“Fine. Five minutes. If you’re not back, we’re coming to get you.” Jerra’s expression made it clear she meant what she said.
After they left, Leslie immediately got to the point. “Is there something going on between you and Dominick?”
Keisha’s eyes narrowed. She hadn’t expected Leslie to be so direct. Good. That made things easier. “Not that it’s any of your business, but no, there isn’t. Since we’re being blunt, Dominick must not be aware of the fact that you like women. He seems to be a little uptight about that sort of thing.”
Leslie couldn’t quite hide her surprise. “Touché. To answer your question, yes he knows. We’ve had a few experiences.”
Keisha felt the sharp bite of jealousy followed by anger. So Dominick only had a problem with
her
being involved with a member of her own sex. Well like she said before, he could just kiss her ass.
Leslie continued. “You’re a very attractive woman. By the way, I loved the picture you sent Dominick. It made for an extremely…intense….sex session between the two of us.”
Keisha couldn’t stop the hiss of her gasp. She turned away from the mirror to face Leslie. “He showed them to you?”
“Calm down. Not on purpose. It was on his laptop at work. I happened to see it when I stopped by his office. I have to admit, it aroused me as much as it excited him…” Moving closer to Keisha, Leslie lightly trailed a finger down Keisha’s neck to the V between her breasts. “…and I want more, this time with the real thing there with us.”
Keisha tried to slow her breathing, but her nipples instantly hardened as she thought about both of them fucking Dominick. Leslie licked her lips when she noticed the stiff beads outlined underneath the material of her dress. Keisha’s eyes followed the movement of Leslie’s tongue as it touched her bottom lip. She had met some upfront, in your face bitches before, but this had to be one of the boldest she had come across.
A slight frown knitted her brow. Dominick was such a hypocrite. He pushed her away as soon as he found out she went both ways, but didn’t have a problem indulging in a ménage a trois with his girlfriend here? Hmph. Well, she’d see about that.
“Exactly what are you trying to say?” she asked Leslie.
“I’m not ‘trying’ to say anything. I’m leaving tomorrow, and I’d like to fuck both you and Dominick tonight.” Leslie leaned even closer to Keisha until Keisha felt her warm breath against her lips. “I’m sure we would all be in for a night none of us would ever forget. Don’t you agree?”
Keisha’s brown eyes danced in amusement. Who did this bitch think she was propositioning? Keisha was not some little innocent Leslie could turn out. She wasn’t conceited, but just as many women came on to her as men. She usually ended up having the same problem she’d had with Rochelle - they had a hard time letting go when it was over.
The more she thought about Dominick practically judging her, the more she decided she needed to teach him a lesson. She had no intention of sleeping with either of them, but it wouldn’t hurt to fuck with Dominick’s pride a bit. Her eyes dropped to Leslie’s lips. “And you think Dominick would agree to this….?”
Leslie laughed “He’s a man, isn’t he?”
Keisha stared at Leslie for a moment before answering. “Okay. When?”
“I’m ready to go now if you are.” Leslie’s eyes again dropped suggestively to Keisha’s breasts. She leaned towards Keisha and kissed her, softly at first, then deeper once she got a taste.
Keisha pulled back. “Why don’t you go on and leave and I’ll meet you at Dominick’s house in about thirty minutes?”
Leslie pouted as she frowned, her hand still at Keisha's waist. “Come with us.”
Keisha brought her lips back to Leslie’s, drawing another moan from the other woman. “Don’t worry. I won’t be long. Oh. And don’t tell Dominick about our plans. I want to surprise him.”
Leslie smiled as she walked back to her table. Keisha followed not long after, ignoring the question in her friends’ eyes. She pretended not to see Leslie whispering in Dominick’s ear, no doubt telling him she was ready to go. He didn’t look happy, but stood up. As they said their goodbyes, he tried to catch Keisha’s eye. A frown etched itself deeply along his forehead when she smiled at Michael.
From beneath her lashes, Keisha watched him leave. God, he was so damned sexy! In that moment, she changed her mind. She was going to fuck him tonight. Hopefully, her curiosity and desire would be satisfied once and for all.
After they left, Keisha leaned over to ask Michael to dance. Keisha bent down to whisper in Aleesha’s ear. “I’m leaving with Michael.” Before Aleesha could open her mouth to protest, Keisha continued. “I’ll be home later. Can you please just give me a few minutes before you tell Jerra? I don’t want her to give Michael the third degree.”
Keisha led the way downstairs. Neither one of those heffas should have nothing to say anyway if she really was going home with Michael, which she wasn’t. Jerra had fucked Darrell the same night she’d met him, and Aleesha had fooled around with Marcus after her bachelorette party. However, that’s where the similarities would end. Both of them ended up being dick whipped, but not Keisha McKnight! No ma’am!
Once downstairs, Keisha said goodbye to a surprised Michael and hopped in a cab, heading to Dom’s home. She tried to quell the bubbling sense of anticipation that arose in the pit of her stomach.
When the cab pulled up in front of Dominick’s house, Keisha sat for a moment with her heart beating wildly in her chest. Why was she was so nervous? She should’ve finished her drink before she left. Keisha was curious as to how Dominick would react to seeing her with Leslie. She laughed as she shook her head at her damn self.
You can be so perverted sometimes, Keisha McKnight
.
Oh well. Men did it all the time and Keisha answered to no one but herself. She took a deep breath and walked up to Dominick’s front door.
Inside his bedroom, Dominick had taken his shirt off and made himself a drink while Leslie took a shower. Frowning in irritation, he wondered again why the hell she didn’t just go to her hotel room after they’d left the club. Her flight was scheduled to leave early in the morning, but she’d insisted on coming back with him to spend the night. He wasn’t in the mood for company. She’d invited herself along tonight even though he’d told her that he probably would be out late, but she had insisted on coming anyway.
Dom sipped his drink and gave up trying to avoid thinking about the one thing, or rather woman, who’d been on his mind all night. Damn, Keisha looked good tonight. When he’d seen her dancing with that guy, he almost lost it. He’d decided right then and there that he was going to have her. She’d had a serious attitude with him most of the night and he couldn’t say he blamed her. He'd been acting like an ass for the last several weeks.
Dominick forced himself back to the present when he heard the shower turn off. Throwing back the last of his drink, he went to the living room to set the alarm, but paused when the doorbell rang. Dom glanced at his watch and frowned. Who in the hell was at his house this late?
“Who is it.” The words came out more a demand than a question. There was a slight pause before he got his answer.
“It’s Keisha….”
Dominick froze. Keisha? When he opened the door, he stared at her with surprised curiosity in his eye as he leaned against the doorframe. “Hey…”
“Hi. Can I come in?”
Dom thought about Leslie in his bedroom. “It’s not really a good time...” What was it with the women in his life dropping in on him unexpectedly. First Leslie yesterday and now Keisha.
“Dom?” Leslie strolled into the room looking hella sexy with a towel wrapped around her body. When Dominick turned towards her, Keisha slipped past and walked in.
“You made it,” Leslie smiled at Keisha.
“I told you I was coming.”
“Oh, you haven’t cum yet - but you will.” Leslie’s growl was seductive and enticing as she walked over to Keisha.
Dominick stared at the two of them in confusion. “Hold up. What’s going on?”
They both turned in his direction. The picture they made wasn’t lost on him. Chocolate and caramel toffee. Two desirable women. Here for him. Delicious. However, sex was the last thing on his mind. He wanted to know what in the hell they were up to.
Leslie slipped her arm around Keisha’s waist. “I invited Keisha over to join us. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Wait. You did what?!” Dominick felt like he was in the fucking twilight zone. “What are you talking about?”
“Dom, please. Don’t act as if we’ve never done this before. I saw how you looked at Keisha, and I know you want her. What’s the problem?”
“Yes, Dom. What’s the problem?” Keisha taunted.
Dominick was speechless - a state he didn’t find himself in very often. Leslie turned Keisha’s face towards her and kissed her, groaning as Keisha kissed her back. Facing Dom, Keisha opened her eyes and watched him, curious to see what his reaction would be. She held her hand out to Dominick. Leslie lifted her head and cast an expectant glance at Dom as well.
Dominick’s mind raced as the reality of what was happening sank in. He quickly walked over to where the two women were standing. Keisha’s eyes widened as he grabbed her by her arm and pulled her away from Leslie. His entire body was taut with anger and his eyes flashed fire at Keisha. Without breaking the glare, he ground out a terse order to Leslie through clenched teeth. “Get dressed.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Get dressed. Now.”
“Dominick, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”
This time it was Leslie’s turn to feel the force of Dom’s ire. “What don’t you understand? Go and put some clothes on. I’m getting ready to call you a cab. It should be here by the time you come out.” His head whipped back to Keisha. “What in the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“I thought you liked this sort of thing. Or are you trying to tell me you’ve never been with two women before?”
Chapter 17
Ignoring her question, Dominick went to the phone. After calling a cab and stiffly giving his address, he looked over at Leslie who had gone to stand by Keisha.
“Dominick what’s wrong with you? You’ve never had a problem when we’ve had threesomes before. You know what? Forget it. I’ll go.” She turned to Keisha. “Come back to the hotel with me.”
Keisha opened her mouth but closed it just as quickly when she saw the warning Dominick’s eyes shot at her. He seemed ready to bust a vein as he glared at her. He walked over to Leslie and grabbed her hand to pull her to his bedroom.
“Stop it,” she screamed. “You’re acting like a crazy person!”
“Leslie, you and I have never had a problem in all of the years we’ve known each other. But baby, tonight - we have a problem. No. Keisha is not coming with you, and yes, you are leaving. The cab will be here in five minutes, and when it leaves, you’ll be in it. It’s up to you whether or not you’ll leave clothed.”
Leslie huffed and threw daggers his way before turning on her heel and going to the bedroom. The door slammed violently behind her.
Keisha swallowed hard when he turned and pinned her with furious eyes. She wished he would put a shirt on. It was intimidating enough at the moment the way he stood there glaring at her with folded arms and bulging biceps. Suddenly, tonight seemed like a bad idea. Jerra and Leesh were always telling her she was too impulsive for her own good. She guessed this was one of those times.
Leslie swung the bedroom door open, glowering coldly at Dominick as she passed him. A horn blew outside, indicating the cab was waiting. Keisha had no intention of going back to Leslie’s hotel, but they could share the cab. Marcus didn’t live too far from Dom. She took a step towards the door.
“Where in the hell do you think you’re going?” Dominick stepped in front of Keisha, blocking her way. Damn he was fast.
“I’m…umm…leaving too.”
Dominick slowly shook his head. “No you’re not.”
Leslie exhaled an impatient breath. “Dominick, for God’s sake! I don’t know what’s gotten into you.” Then her expression turned thoughtful. “Or maybe I do, but she’s made her decision, and she’s coming with me.”
Keisha didn’t correct Leslie; she just wanted to get the hell out of this house, away from Dominick. The horn blew again.
Without a word, Dominick opened the front door for Leslie to leave. His eyes dared Keisha to move.
“You can’t keep her here if she doesn’t want to stay.” Leslie’s chin lifted at an obstinate angle.
Things were suddenly escalating from bad to worse. Seeing that Leslie was determined to stand her ground, Keisha knew she had to step in. “Leslie, it’s okay. My friend will come and pick me up. I’m sorry about the misunderstanding this seems to have caused.” The look she gave Dominick was pure innocence.
“Leslie, don’t make me ask you to leave again.” Dominick’s voice was low but firm.
Leslie’s mouth tightened at Dominick’s unspoken threat. After sending Keisha a silent beseeching plea, she stomped out the door. Dominick slammed it behind her. Avoiding his laser sharp stare, Keisha pulled out her cell to call Aleesha.
“Put the phone up.” The words were delivered so calmly that it took a moment for Keisha to comprehend what he said. She had been expecting white hot anger.
“Excuse me?”
“I’m not in the mood for any more of these games tonight…believe that.”
“As soon as I call Leesh, she and Marcus will come to get me and I’ll be out of your hair.” Keisha’s finger was poised over the SEND button when Dominick plucked the phone out of her hand. “Hey…!”
Keisha started to protest, but seeing the storm brewing on Dominick’s face, thought better of it. Boy, he
was
pissed. She lowered her voice in an attempt to diffuse the situation.
“Dom…I’m sorry, alright? It’s just that your girlfriend said you were down for this sort of thing, and I thought, why the hell not? We’re all consenting adults. Right? I apologize if I read things wrong.” To needle him even further, Keisha purred, “Do you think you could give me Leslie’s phone number?” Seeing the fury smoldering in his eyes, Keisha’s erupted in a fit of laughter. “I really am sorry.” Keisha covered her mouth to keep the giggles in.
“Oh, you got jokes, huh? Just so you know, you’ve probably ruined a perfectly good arrangement which had been working out fine - until tonight.” An enigmatic glint entered his eye. Dom cocked his head to the side and slowly started walking towards her. “No matter, though. You’ll do….”
The amusement faded from Keisha’s face. “And just what the fuck do you mean, ‘I’ll do’. I’m not anybody’s substitute piece of ass. If you want her that bad, I suggest you go after her. You gets none of this tonight.”
“Why not? You came over here to have sex, didn’t you? I can satisfy you a
helluva
lot better than Leslie. Take your clothes off…”
“
What?!”
“The way I see it, you owe me and I’m ready to collect. Take your clothes off,” he repeated.
Keisha‘s mouth dropped in outrage. “I
owe
you? I don’t think so. Give me my phone.” She held her hand out and wiggled her fingers. Dominick ignored the gesture and slipped it into his pocket.
“Scared? Don’t feel as if you can measure up to Leslie? I guess I understand your point. She's a beautiful, sexy woman. And on top of that, she is one extraordinary lover…” This time it was Dom’s turn to smirk as Keisha‘s eyes blazed with anger. "What’s wrong? Suddenly things aren't as funny as they were a minute ago?"
Keisha knew Dominick was trying to get a rise out of her, but jealousy reared its ugly head before she could stop it. “You don’t think I can ‘measure up’? Is that so?” Dom lifted his broad shoulders in a nonchalant shrug. Keisha brought her attention to his crotch. “And I suppose the hard-on you have is for her?” Disbelief showed clearly on her face.
“You have a smart mouth, you know that?”
“So I’ve been told.”
This time Keisha forced herself to remain where she was when his next step brought his body inches from hers. She unsuccessfully tried to keep her eyes on his face and not on the hard muscles rippling over his chest. Keisha itched to touch him.
Screw it!
She reached out and covered the front of his pants, squeezing the thick piece of wood that filled her hand. Caught off guard, Dominick hissed through his teeth.
“What’s wrong?” she whispered. “I’m just trying to pay my ‘debt.’”
Exasperated and thoroughly turned on, Dominick cursed under his breath. He pulled her to him and dipped his head and devoured her mouth. Keisha whimpered and rubbed her body against his like a satisfied kitten. Dom slid his hands to her ass and lifted her up enough for her to wrap her legs around his waist. Without breaking the kiss, he walked to his bedroom.
“I’m tired of fighting whatever this is between us,” he whispered against her lips. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you.”
"I know. I felt the same way..."
Dom lowered her to the bed and covered her body with his. He pressed his erection between her legs, his hips moving in tiny, precise circles that allowed Keisha to feel every inch of what was ready and waiting for her.
“
Dominick!”
It had been almost a year since she’d been with a man. His dick was agonizingly delicious and familiar, far different from the softness of a woman's body. Her hips strained towards him, her pussy pulsating against the hardness outlined in the front of his jeans. He lifted her leg and continued to grind against her, stoking the embers building up along her center until it was a full out flame. Keisha’s back arched as her orgasm detonated and exploded throughout her body.
Dominick's arms trembled with the effort it took to stay still and let her ride out her climax.
“Ahhh….ahhhh….mmm….” Keisha floated back down to earth several long seconds later and collapsed back on the bed. Dominick soothingly kissed her closed eyelids then covered her mouth to inhale the harsh breaths she exhaled.
“You okay?” he asked her between kisses.
Keisha’s eyes fluttered open. Unable to put a sentence together, she nodded in jerky movements. She couldn’t remember ever having an orgasm that powerful – if ever.
Dominick gently disentangled their legs and sat up. He slipped his hands behind her and somehow managed to unzip her dress and slowly pull it down to reveal her bare breasts. His large hand covered a perfectly formed globe of pliable flesh as his thumb lightly moved over her nipple. Keisha pushed herself into his hand in reaction to his touch.
“You’re very sensitive, aren’t you?” he whispered.
“I think my entire body is sensitive to you.”
Dominick’s eyes darkened at her confession. He didn’t know how much longer he could stop himself from tearing every stitch of clothing from her body and burrowing his dick deep inside of her warm…wet…welcoming abyss. Instead, he leaned down and opened his mouth over her other breast, his tongue snaking out to lick the hardened nipple. Keisha couldn’t have stopped her moans even if she wanted to. His wet tongue continued the light flickering until she babbled words incoherent even to her own ears.
“Dominick…..” she whispered his name over and over.
“Yes, baby. You like this?”
“Yesss….please…..”
Dominick’s hand glided down her stomach and slipped between her thighs to cover the brief thong she wore and found it soaked with her juices. Dominick groaned. His package was now as hard as a brick. He slipped his fingers underneath the scrap of lace and came in contact with her creamy center.
“Shit, Keisha…” Dom’s voice sounded strangled...tortured.
He hastily removed the thong then spread her legs. He slid down until his lips were inches away from her opening. His nostrils flared at the sweet scent of her arousal. Dom closed his eyes tight and took deep breaths. He had never wanted a woman this much in his life. It took every ounce of his remaining willpower to rein in the overwhelming need she brought out in him. He lowered his head to the inside of her thigh and nibbled his way up to her pussy until he finally tasted what he'd been obsessing over for the last few months.
Dom’s mouth watered. Wanting more –
needing
more – his tongue morphed into a lowly worker bee anxiously slaving away in the Queen’s comb. It plunged deep inside of her pussy, tirelessly scooping out the precious honey oozing from her core. He stiffened the tip and circled the swollen nub of her clit before suckling and tugging it into his mouth.
Keisha’s hips undulated in time to his masterful demands. Her kitty was his to command. It sang when he strummed her chords. Danced when he set the rhythm. Asked how high when he said jump …
Continuing to drive her insane with his mouth, Dom pushed his middle finger in her tight opening up to the second knuckle, moving it in and out as he feasted on every inch of her pussy. He pulled her clitoral hood back so that his lips could get a firmer grasp on her pearl. He added another finger, finally succeeding in sending Keisha over the edge yet again. Her screams filled the room as she reached down and pulled his head between her thighs, fucking his mouth, letting her cum flow onto his taste buds.
“Mmm…shit…” Dom didn’t know who was enjoying it more. The inner muscles in her vagina squeezed his fingers with rhythmic contractions while his dick jerked in jealous protest as he licked away the last remnants of her sweetness.
When he lifted his head, Keisha rolled over on her side and curled her trembling body up into a tight ball. He rained soft kisses from her spine on up to her neck, causing her to twitch and moan at even that light touch.
“Shhh. It’s ok.” Dominick stretched out behind her and pulled her back to his chest.
Keisha weakly tried to turn towards him, but Dom held her tight and kept her in place. He whispered soft words in her ear and soothingly ran his hands up and down her leg.
“But you –”
“Later.”
Keisha snuggled against him, and before long, drifted off to sleep. Her last thought was that if he satisfied her this completely before they even had sex, she could only imagine how it would be when he was inside of her.
Dom kissed the top of her head and lay staring into the darkness. She tasted so sweet and was so very sensitive to his slightest touch. He had fought this attraction, and deep down inside, he knew why. Keisha was different from the other women he’d been in relationships with since his divorce. Was he ready for the changes she would bring into his life if they continued seeing one another?
His last thoughts before he joined her in deep slumber were,
D
amn...I’m in trouble
.
