She looks back up at me and smiles. “You’ve made a mess of me.”
“You need making a mess of.” I brush a kiss against her lips. “Every day, several times.”
“Doctor’s orders, ey?” She wraps her arms around my neck, and sighs. “I don’t even hate myself. Maybe that’ll come later.” Her face drops into a frown. “I need you to know, I told Archie I wanted a divorce. It’s over between us. We haven’t done anything wrong.”
I know we have. I knowIhave. But I smile at her all the same, perhaps not wanting to admit to myself justhowwrong what we just did is. I won’t make her suffer for it, for my weakness, my failure, my inability to be a fucking man and a father. I know what I’ve done tonight is the worst thing I’ve ever done in my life.
And yet, I can’t hate myself for it either.
Because the way Mia looks right now, disheveled and flushed, her dress pooled around her waist and me running outof her and coating her thighs - how could I ever hate myself for how perfect she looks?
She’s mine.That’s all I can think, over and over.
She’s mine.
18
MIA
At first Ithink Dom is going to refuse a shower, and his eagerness to leave has slight panic bubbling up in my throat. Maybe this was just the heat of the moment. Maybe it was a huge mistake. God, maybe I am just a massive idiot and fucked my father-in-law only to be left behind.
But he agrees, and follows me to the main bathroom, because lord knows with Char snoring away in my bed, we can’t use the ensuite. I lock the door behind us, and drop my soiled dress to the ground as Dom starts to undress.
I turn on the hot water, and watch as his body is revealed to me, bit by bit. His arms are thick with muscle and adorned with tattoos. There’s a scattering of silver hair on his chest, and his bronzed skin is tight and smooth. He’s beautiful, and strong, and I can’t help but be mesmerised as he stands naked in front of me.
And his cock is extremely impressive. Even while he’s mostly soft, I can’t help but gawp a little at his size. Feeling it is one thing - seeing it is another. How did that thing fit inside me?
He sees me looking and a smug grin tugs at his lips.
“Keep looking at me like that and I promise you, things will happen.”
I blush and hurry under the water. “Haven’t had enough tonight, ey?”
He follows me into the enormous shower, and lets the stream from the shower head wash over him.
“I thought I made it pretty clear that you need that doing to you often, every day.” His eyes are dark with desire as he looks down at me, and delicious chills break out over my skin. He moves closer to take me in his arms, and pushes the strands of my hair from my face. “I should have said this before, but I was tested, after my last relationship ended.”
“Oh, me too.” I hadn’t even thought of that.Stupid, stupid Mia. “When Archie, well, all that happened, I got tested right away. I’m fine.”
“Me, too.” Dom kisses me softly. “I should have worn a condom, I’m sorry.”
I shake my head, my eyes still closed. “No, it’s alright.” I lean in hungrily, wanting him to kiss me again. The sound of the running water might wake Char, and she’ll come looking for us, but I can’t help wanting more of him.
And kiss me he does, long and slow, his beard softly tickling my skin. He’s the kind of kisser that has your knees go weak. I don’t think a man has ever kissed me like this before, and I put it down to his vast years of experience.
Maybe fucking an older man really is the wise choice.
The thought makes me giggle, and Dom smiles against my mouth.
“And what are you laughing about, love?”
“Just thinking that maybe you’re such a good kisser because of your age.” I sling my arms around his neck with a grin. “Is that what it is? All that experience?”
“That and not being a total cockhead who’s taken with his own abilities.” He runs his hands down my sides, up my back, then down around my hips, between us over my stomach, untilhe comes to my breasts. He makes a sound low in his throat, like a territorial growl, and massages my breasts gently.
A soft moan leaves my lips, and his eyes lift to my face.
“Does that feel good?”
