The Accountant

26. The Calm

Beau

She was waiting for Dominic to join her in the library. His plane had just landed and he had assured her he will go straight home. Agitated, her mind kept running around with ideas. A full migraine attack brewing.

What more could she do? The assassin had one goal it seemed. To bring Dominic down by killing her.
And she was his Achilles heel.

Knowing her husband-to-be, he will put her above anything first. And he would even sacrifice his life for her. No! She won't let him and she will do whatever was necessary to keep him safe. It was her duty.

It was also her duty to keep herself and her unborn baby alive. She was Dominic's anchor. He could never live without her. Beau was one hundred percent sure of that fact.

So what more could she do?

"Why aren't you in bed, detka?" She gasped. He's back!

"Dominic!" Ignoring his censorious voice, she ran to him and jumped in his arms. Taking a deep breath of his masculine scent, one that never failed to soothe her.

He caught her with a growl and held her securely. She wrapped her arms and legs around him.

Holding her firmly, he exited the library and climbed the stairs to their master bedroom. Her face buried in his neck, she sighed deeply.

Beau loved him so much. And she was willing to do anything for him. Anything.

There was so much to do but tonight all she wanted was to be filled by him.

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She felt the soft mattress hit her back. Good! This was exactly what they both needed right now. "Dominic, " she whispered and gaze up at him.

His beautiful eyes filled with lust and love. "Detka," he groaned.

"Take off your clothes." Her voice was a bit shaky, her body arching in an invitation, offering herself.

"Fuck!" His hissed. Arousal was radiating off of him and she could clearly see his hard cock outlined beneath his dark pants. "This will be quick. Then we will fuck slowly the second time.

"Hmmm, yes." She moaned. Watching him undress and reveal his defined and hard muscles was really a turn-on. His arms, broad shoulders, his washboard abs, and 6 pack, and his deep V begged for her lips. And when her brown eyes reached his thick and long cock, she opened her legs in invitation.

"Undress me." She beckoned. His gray eyes narrowed and he climbed their bed, settling in between her spread thighs. "Dominic, please."

He didn't answer. He just took both her wrist in one of his hands and pulled them away, shoving them above her and pinning them against the intricate leather headboard. Then his empty hand grabbed the sleeve of her dress and jerked it down, causing the dress's top half to slip down at an angle, releasing her ample breasts.

Cool air swirled over the mounds, brushing at the sheen of sweat coating them. It rolled over her engorged nipples, making them tingle. Releasing her sleeve his hand covered one of her breasts, his palm hot against her flesh as it flattened the nipple under it, his fingers squeezing hungrily. "Fuck! I'm so hungry for you, detka."

"Oh, God! Yes. Dominic." Beau moaned in pleasure. She loved his dominance. Her whole upper torso bowed pushing her swollen mounds into his hand and mouth.

"Fuck, baby," Dominic mumbled on her needy flesh.

Cupping the mound more firmly, he lowered his mouth to her nipple, his lips locking around it. Suckling on the bud, he swiped his tongue back and forth while his fingers squeezed the pliant flesh.