The night was warm, a gentle breeze drifting through the open window of the small, cozy apartment you and Dominic shared. The city outside buzzed with life, but inside, it was just the two of you, wrapped in the intimate silence of your own world.
You were lounging on the couch, scrolling through your phone, when you heard the door open. Dominic stepped inside, looking exhausted but radiant. His tour had just ended, and he was finally home. You rose to greet him, your heart pounding with anticipation.
“Hey,” he said softly, dropping his bag and pulling you into a tight embrace. “I missed you so much.”
You buried your face in his chest, inhaling the familiar scent of him. “I missed you too, Dom. It’s been too long.”
He pulled back slightly, his eyes scanning your face with a hunger that made your pulse quicken. “I’ve been thinking about you non-stop,” he murmured, his voice husky. “I need you.”
The intensity of his words sent a shiver down your spine. You leaned in, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed your back, pulling you closer, as if he couldn’t get enough of you. You moaned softly against his lips, your body responding eagerly to his touch.
Dominic’s hands slipped under your shirt, his fingers tracing the curves of your body. He broke the kiss long enough to pull your shirt over your head, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight of you. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
You reached for his shirt, tugging it off and tossing it aside. Your hands explored his toned chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath your fingertips. “I need you too, Dom,” you whispered back, your voice trembling with need.
He led you to the bedroom, his lips never leaving yours. As you reached the bed, he gently pushed you down, his eyes filled with a mix of love and lust. He undressed you slowly, his hands and lips worshipping every inch of your skin. You gasped as he kissed a trail down your neck, his teeth grazing your sensitive skin.
Dominic’s hands were everywhere, igniting a fire within you. He took his time, savoring each moment, each touch. When he finally settled between your thighs, you were already trembling with anticipation. His tongue flicked out, teasing your clit, and you cried out, your hips bucking against him.
“Dominic, please,” you begged, your voice a desperate plea.
He looked up at you, his eyes dark with desire. “I want to hear you say it,” he said, his voice a seductive growl.
“Fuck me,” you whispered, your voice breaking with need. “Please, Dominic, I need you inside me.”
With a satisfied smirk, he complied, positioning himself at your entrance. He pushed into you slowly, filling you completely. You moaned loudly, your body arching to meet his. He set a slow, tantalizing rhythm, each thrust deep and deliberate.
The room was filled with the sounds of your lovemaking, the heady mix of your moans and his grunts creating a symphony of pleasure. Dominic’s hands gripped your hips, his pace increasing as you both neared the edge.
“Dom, I’m so close,” you gasped, your nails digging into his back.
“Me too, baby,” he groaned, his thrusts becoming more erratic. “Come for me.”
His words sent you over the edge, a powerful orgasm crashing over you. You cried out his name, your body convulsing with pleasure. Dominic followed soon after, his own release triggered by the sight of your ecstasy. He collapsed onto you, his breath ragged, his body trembling.
You lay there together, basking in the afterglow, your bodies entwined. Dominic’s fingers traced lazy patterns on your skin, a contented sigh escaping his lips.
“I love you,” he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity.
You smiled, your heart swelling with happiness. “I love you too, Dominic. More than anything.”
As you drifted off to sleep in his arms, you knew that no matter where his career took him, you would always have these moments, these intimate connections that made everything else fade away.
