Dom's Absolution

Ch. 19 - Play Date

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"It either has to be this way
or no way at all."

- Raeni
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Chapter 19 - Play Date

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A few hours after leaving James' birthday party, I needed to let off some steam.

It was that time of the month and my skin prickled with excitement. Being a woman in a man's world came with many challenges, and the mafia realm was no different. Worse at times if you asked me.

As such, my personal life had suffered greatly, but sacrifices had to be made.

Just because I was a mafia boss did not mean that I could do any and everything I wanted. Every move I made had to be calculated, especially where my image was concerned. I could never appear weak.

Like now, I had to sneak around just to get some sexual gratification.

My men thought that I was meeting with an informant, a monthly dinner that provided me with important intel that helped keep the Jamaican mafia well-protected.

No one knew that I was meeting with my secret lover.

If that information ever got out, I was not prepared to deal with the backlash. At least not right now. I had worked too hard to get where I was for it to be discredited because of the egos of men.

Leaving my bodyguards in the lobby, I eagerly got into the elevator.

Stepping out onto the designated floor, I used the key card and entered the room. As soon as the door closed and locked behind me, I was grabbed from behind by a pair of strong arms. A sigh escaped me as the familiar masculine scent reached my nose.

"You're late..." his deep voice tickled my ears.

Turning in his arms, I looked up to him and replied, "Better late than never..."

With a smile, he lifted me into the air and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked us towards the bedroom. The hotel belonged to Dominic. It was our sanctuary, a place where we knew our secret would be kept safe.

The suite was grandiose, with high ceilings and extravagant fixtures, but I had no time to appreciate its elegance tonight. We tore at each other's clothing, leaving everything scattered all about the room. A trail of material led from the door all the way to the large bed.

For the next hour, I allowed myself to forget everything and focus on the man in front of me. Our low murmurs filled the room as we reached our last climax almost simultaneously.

When it was over, we lay next to each other, trying to catch our breath.

"Gods I've missed you, Rae-Rae. I hate having to hide like this. Having to wait once a month to hold you is such a torture," his voice was husky as he kissed the smooth dark brown skin of my shoulder.

Sighing, I turned to look at his handsome face, my deep inky eyes searching his own. My hands cupped his bearded jaw as I moved to straddle his hips. I listened to him sigh as my fingers grazed his low-trimmed facial hair while I continued to stare at him, committing every angular plane to memory.

I loved that his beard was peppered with grey hair. The silver strands started appearing during his mid-twenties much to his dismay, but I tried to ease his fears stating that I honestly thought it did not make him look old.

On the contrary, it had just added to his overall sexiness.

"You know why we have to, Da'mon. It either has to be this way or no way at all," I sighed then leaned in to kiss his deliciously thick lips.