refused to make eye contact with him so he swooped down and captured her lips with his own.
That got her fired up in a hurry. She was like a firecracker. A mix of passion and need waiting to explode, and he was ready for it all.
He sipped at her lips at first. Taking small nips before plunging his tongue into her mouth. Her moans of need fueled his own. Pulling her closer, breasts pressed against his chest, and her needy cunt rubbing against his hard cock. He was tempted to take her right there, but the timing was wrong. When he finally got her naked under him, he wanted no interruptions.
“Soon, Princess,” he promised as he pulled away from her lips.
Walking her into the living room, he sat in the big leather chair pulling her into his lap. “What’s wrong, Dominic?” she asked softly.
Sighing heavily, he dreaded having to tell her. “I won’t let you go, Deidre, not for fucking anything.” At her nod, he continued. “Bradshaw is on his way to the U.S.”
She stiffened in his lap. He would never fully understand why she felt the way she did about her father, but he needed for her to understand she belonged here now.
“I should leave.” She tried to get up from his lap.
“Like hell. You will stay here. He’s not taking you. He’s not going to lay eyes on you until I know exactly what it is that he wants from you. So far, my intel isn’t telling me much. I have a contact in London that’s gathering as much info as he can. And Case will be looking into it, too. We will know soon, Princess, until then you stay put.”
She still didn’t relax on his lap. “What if it’s bad?”
“Then I’ll deal with it.”
“But what if it’s something truly horrific, Dominic? You said he traded my life for his own. How can anything he wants from me be good? I can’t…You shouldn’t…I need to leave, Dominic. I can’t, and won’t, put you or Jaxson in danger. I refuse to take that risk.”
Grabbing her chin in a bruising grip, he waited for her eyes to connect with his. “Deidre, have I ever gone back on my word?” Head shake. “Have I ever let you down when it counts?” Another head shake. “Then please, let me handle this. If I find out it’s worse than I think, then we’ll readjust and come up with a plan. Until then, you stay put. No matter what. Understood?”
“I couldn’t bear to see you hurt is all,” she murmured cuddling into his chest and warming his heart.
“You won’t, Princess,” he promised, hoping he could keep it.
Seven
A few days later, Deidre was sitting on the back porch watching Goldie and Honey interact in one of the paddocks Dom had set up for them while Jax napped, and he and Case were looking into things with her father. She felt like she was in limbo again.
No one made her feel unwelcome, but she still felt like she was intruding and that was playing with her head. Dom claimed she was his, but he hadn’t tried to kiss again since telling her that her father was coming. They hadn’t heard anything else on that front other than he wouldn’t be able to find her.
Dom had bought the land he owned under his grandmother’s maiden name, so it wasn’t easily traced back to him. But she still lived in fear he would figure out her whereabouts. The worst part was, she didn’t fully understand why she was afraid. Just a feeling in her gut of foreboding.
Angela, Dom’s housekeeper/nanny, hadn’t been around too much either making her impression of being the outcast more real. She felt horrible she was preventing the other woman from doing her job. Casey had assured her this was how things were when Dom came home, but she wasn’t sure it was true. There were times when it felt like Dom was expecting to have Angela under foot, but then she wasn’t there.
Dee and Jax had fallen into a small routine over the last few days. Every morning at sunrise when the rooster crowed, he would crawl into bed with her, and they would talk about all sorts of things. His
That got her fired up in a hurry. She was like a firecracker. A mix of passion and need waiting to explode, and he was ready for it all.
He sipped at her lips at first. Taking small nips before plunging his tongue into her mouth. Her moans of need fueled his own. Pulling her closer, breasts pressed against his chest, and her needy cunt rubbing against his hard cock. He was tempted to take her right there, but the timing was wrong. When he finally got her naked under him, he wanted no interruptions.
“Soon, Princess,” he promised as he pulled away from her lips.
Walking her into the living room, he sat in the big leather chair pulling her into his lap. “What’s wrong, Dominic?” she asked softly.
Sighing heavily, he dreaded having to tell her. “I won’t let you go, Deidre, not for fucking anything.” At her nod, he continued. “Bradshaw is on his way to the U.S.”
She stiffened in his lap. He would never fully understand why she felt the way she did about her father, but he needed for her to understand she belonged here now.
“I should leave.” She tried to get up from his lap.
“Like hell. You will stay here. He’s not taking you. He’s not going to lay eyes on you until I know exactly what it is that he wants from you. So far, my intel isn’t telling me much. I have a contact in London that’s gathering as much info as he can. And Case will be looking into it, too. We will know soon, Princess, until then you stay put.”
She still didn’t relax on his lap. “What if it’s bad?”
“Then I’ll deal with it.”
“But what if it’s something truly horrific, Dominic? You said he traded my life for his own. How can anything he wants from me be good? I can’t…You shouldn’t…I need to leave, Dominic. I can’t, and won’t, put you or Jaxson in danger. I refuse to take that risk.”
Grabbing her chin in a bruising grip, he waited for her eyes to connect with his. “Deidre, have I ever gone back on my word?” Head shake. “Have I ever let you down when it counts?” Another head shake. “Then please, let me handle this. If I find out it’s worse than I think, then we’ll readjust and come up with a plan. Until then, you stay put. No matter what. Understood?”
“I couldn’t bear to see you hurt is all,” she murmured cuddling into his chest and warming his heart.
“You won’t, Princess,” he promised, hoping he could keep it.
Seven
A few days later, Deidre was sitting on the back porch watching Goldie and Honey interact in one of the paddocks Dom had set up for them while Jax napped, and he and Case were looking into things with her father. She felt like she was in limbo again.
No one made her feel unwelcome, but she still felt like she was intruding and that was playing with her head. Dom claimed she was his, but he hadn’t tried to kiss again since telling her that her father was coming. They hadn’t heard anything else on that front other than he wouldn’t be able to find her.
Dom had bought the land he owned under his grandmother’s maiden name, so it wasn’t easily traced back to him. But she still lived in fear he would figure out her whereabouts. The worst part was, she didn’t fully understand why she was afraid. Just a feeling in her gut of foreboding.
Angela, Dom’s housekeeper/nanny, hadn’t been around too much either making her impression of being the outcast more real. She felt horrible she was preventing the other woman from doing her job. Casey had assured her this was how things were when Dom came home, but she wasn’t sure it was true. There were times when it felt like Dom was expecting to have Angela under foot, but then she wasn’t there.
Dee and Jax had fallen into a small routine over the last few days. Every morning at sunrise when the rooster crowed, he would crawl into bed with her, and they would talk about all sorts of things. His
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