Chapter 55:
Makenna’s POV:
“Why are you here?”
The question escaped my lips before I could think, my voice trembling as I lay in Dominic’s arms.
Dominic didn’t respond immediately. His gaze, dark and intense, was locked on my body.
Following his line of sight, I felt a surge of horror. My shower towel had slipped away, leaving me exposed.
“Argh! Stop looking at me!” I cried out in panic.
Desperately, I tried to stand up and grab the towel to cover myself. But in my haste, I stumbled and fell back into Dominic’s embrace.
He chuckled, holding me securely. “Are you trying to seduce me?” he teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
A deep flush crept up my neck, burning with mortification. “No. I’m not! Let me go!”
I stammered, my voice shaky with embarrassment. I wanted nothing more than to get out of his grasp, but my attempts were futile as he tightened his hold around my waist, trapping me.
“What… what do you want?” I asked, my voice betraying my anxiety as I looked down at him, my body tense with unease.
“What do you think?” His lips curled into a faint smile, but it was anything but warm. His expression was dangerously intense, his eyes glinting with a predatory gleam.
I struggled against him, my movements growing more frantic. “Could you… could you let me go, please?”
“And what if I don’t?” Dominic’s grip on me became even firmer, his hands beginning to roam my body with deliberate slowness. His heated palms brushed over my skin, igniting sparks of sensation wherever they touched. When his hand reached my sensitive lower body, I stiffened momentarily, only to feel my body betray me as it softened under his touch.
Taking advantage of my weakened state, Dominic pressed his hand against the back of my head, guiding my lips to his.
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The kiss started as a soft peck, then deepened with a sudden intensity that took my breath away.
Shocked, I tried to push him away, broken sounds escaping my throat. But Dominic only pulled me closer, his arms tightening around me. Before I knew it, he had turned us over, pinning me beneath him on the cold, hard floor.
His hand slid down to my lower abdomen, trailing upward with a deliberate slowness that sent shivers through me. When his fingers found my nipples, they toyed with them lazily, sending jolts of heat coursing through my body.
He wasn’t rough, nor was he particularly gentle. But the way his touch warmed my cold skin made my mind spin. I found myself narrowing my gaze at him, a strange, unsettling feeling growing within me as his movements continued.
Dominic was nothing like the distant, aloof man I had known. His eyes were dark with desire, as though he wanted to consume me whole.
His kiss grew more fervent, more insistent, until I felt as though I might suffocate. Just as I thought I couldn’t take any more, he finally pulled away, leaving my lips swollen and tingling.
But he wasn’t done. His mouth moved lower, tracing a path of kisses down my neck, my shoulders, and finally to my breasts.
When I felt his hot breath against my chest, my body trembled involuntarily, a thrill of pleasure shooting straight to my heart. Dominic’s tongue flicked around my nipple, sending a wave of heat coursing through me. I arched my back involuntarily, a soft moan slipping from my lips as my body responded to his touch in ways I couldn’t control.
My thoughts were a jumbled mess. Logic told me I shouldn’t let this happen, that I needed to resist. But my body had already surrendered to the sensations he was awakening in me.
Dominic’s hands continued their restless exploration of my body, his touch growing more demanding as his lips sucked and kissed every inch of exposed skin. My breathing became labored, the temperature of the bathroom seeming to rise along with the intensity of our shared desire.
Suddenly, Dominic lifted me into his arms, catching me off guard. My heart raced as I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck, holding on tightly.
He seemed amused by my reaction, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. Without a word, he carried me to one of the cubicles and set me down on a small stool.
My arms and legs felt like jelly, unable to support me. I leaned against the wall for stability, looking up at Dominic with wide eyes. He met my gaze with a smoldering look as his hands moved to unbutton his shirt.
With a swift motion, he tore it off, letting it fall to the floor.
