Deporting Dominic (11 page)

I try to contain my grin as I join him under the stream of water. The water cascades over my
hair, which responds in its usual fashion by curling up. With both his hands holding my face Dominic pulls me into a wet kiss. The water cascades over both of us as we make out for a few minutes. Dominic forces me against the shower wall taking my leg in his hand. Once he is inside me he wraps my other leg around his waist. The grip he has on my hips is enough to move me up and down on him. We continue in this fashion for a while when he takes me down I can barely stand on my own two legs.

“Get down on your knees,” he commands. I prepare for oral sex but that is not what he wants. Instead he gets down on his knees with me. Dominic turns me away from him bending me toward the back of the tub as the water still rains down on us. I am gasping loudly as he enters me with reckless abandon from behind. I grab the edge of the tub to steady the blows into me.

“Wait Dominic please,” I plead and he slows down enough for me to catch my breath.

“I told you Sammie
, I want to fuck you,” he hisses barely audible. His hand is on my back pushing it down further while pulling our bodies closer towards the faucet. I miss him pulling the lever to plug the drain but soon notice the water accumulating beneath me. His knees push my legs further apart as he grips my hips once more entering me. This time there is less pressure. I am able to accommodate and enjoy his relentless pounding. The water is going to get cold soon but I do not care as he keeps up his assault driving me crazy. Not being able to voice my feelings is difficult. I reach back squeezing his hand to let him know I am enjoying him. He holds my hand as I come squeezing his fingers tightly. With an abrupt growl and several long thrusts he comes with me. After about a minute he pulls me up so that my back is to his face breaking our connection.  Dominic’s face is against my back I can feel his warm breath as he tries to get his breathing under control.

Our hands are joined together as we sit beneath the lukewarm water. The shower is off now as we languish together in the tub. My internal thoughts turn to Dominic and the influence his surrogate country has had on him. His accent is omnipresent however his mannerisms are that of an American in so many ways.

“I am sorry if my language is a bit raw but sex makes me feel like an animal sometime,” he apologized.

“I told you I am not offended it’s rather sexy. I like that I drive you crazy or turn you into some kind of animal Dominic,” I
said dismissing his apology.

“I want you
in everyway when we are married.”

“In every
way?” I blush at the possibilities that could entail but I am not fearful. I know he would never intentionally hurt me. It gives me purchase that he wants me as much as he does.

“I love you Sam. I want all the firsts I can have with you.” He
pushed my wet locks back to nibble my ear.

“Well I have not been had in everyway,” I
said providing finger quotations around the word everyway.  He laughs but I hear the relief in his voice.

“Well last night was two firsts for me.”

I look up at him wondering what the second first was as I know not using a condom is the only one I can recall. 

“What would those be?”

“I have never until last night and right now had sex without wearing a condom. Damn Sammie you feel so amazing. I have also never performed oral sex on a woman.”

I sa
t up immediately turning to face him skepticism etched in my face.

“How is that possible? You have had a blowjob before right?”

“Yes I have a few times but generally I do not engage in sex that is too risky,” he answered. “It’s something I have only done if I was in a long term relationship.

“You have only had two long term relationships that I can recall,” I
said and then I am uncomfortable with my knowledge base of his previous relationships and or hook-ups.

“I think so but it doesn’t matter now. We are together now and I just want you.” His statement is enough to assuage my discomfort for now. 

“You did that so um well. I find it hard to believe that you have never done that before.”

“I just wanted you so badly. I wanted to make you feel the way you made me a few minutes before.”

“Violated,” I guffaw as he laughs loudly. He shook his head back and forth as he continued to laugh.

“Violate me anytime you want to Sam. I was very grateful for your persistence.”

“I will take that into consideration. We better get out of here soon as much as I do not want to leave the kids may start a mutiny.”

I stand prepared to wash up but he takes the
washcloth and with endless affection he washes me from head to toes. On his knees he looks up at me while I run my hair through his damp hair.

“Sam you are so beautiful to me. Thank you for loving me.”

“I am so happy that we finally found our way to each other. I too have loved you for quite sometime.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”
His light brown skin creases at his brow as a hint of anger makes itself known.

My face contorts with
a little bit of sadness as I reply, “I never thought I was your type or that you would be remotely interested in me. I thought okay he flirts and jokes with me but he would never be serious with me.”

“Are you kidding
Sam?” He asked as I take the washcloth from him washing him from head to toes.  I nod that I am very serious with the assumptions I made about him in the past.

“Look at me Samantha,” he
said as I face him, “I tried so hard to get you to notice me in that way but it always fell flat. I really believed that you just couldn’t see me as anything other than your friend. I was decaying in the friend zone.”

Sincerity laces the sound of his voice as he speaks.

I drop my gaze looking nervously at our feet, “I just never thought I fit the bill. I didn’t think I was your type.”

“I dated those girls because I couldn’t find one girl who
was like you. I couldn’t find one woman on this campus with your beauty, personality, intelligence, and spirit. Annalisa and I broke up because of my friendship with you. Come to think of it most of my interludes ended because of you troublemaker.”

“Hey I didn’t do anything. D
o not blame your failed interludes on me,” I said as we dry off. I pause to watch him wrap the towel around his sexy hips loving the V formation at his pelvis.

“No
it wasn’t your fault. It was my fault for not speaking up regarding my feelings for you. Annalisa was the only girl I dated who just laid it out enough to make me see that.  FYI she does not like you and probably never will.” 

“I am okay if I am not bffs with Annalisa. I have what I want.”

Wrapping my arms around his neck I kiss him for a few seconds reluctantly releasing him. 

“How about we go to dinner and a movie,” I announced coming out of the bedroom fully clothed of course.  The kids immediately jump to attention putting on their shoes without announcing an actual answer.  We have a great time of course looking the quintessential family while we are out enjoying our family day. Dominic is the doting father while I beam as the loving mother. Morgan, Charlie, and Bryce all play their parts as wonderful children.  We are at a local buffet that the kids love indulging all it has to offer. I am at the salad bar making a salad when I notice two young women taking an interest in Dominic. I do not say anything as I prepare my salad when the two girls finally bump into him “accidentally”.  Dominic is polite and cordial excusing himself as they seize on the opportunity to make small talk.  I take a seat at our table to begin enjoying the food. I know I am going to have to get used to the attention he receives.  Morgan immediately sees what is happening and before I can stop her, she is on her way to intervene.

“Dominic did you try the chicken over there?” She interrupts pointing to the station holding the fried chicken. 

“Uh no, I didn’t thanks Morg,” he said giving her a knowing wink. The two girls gawk at Morgan but do not back down.

“Oh she is cute. Is this your little sister?” Blond haired girl
asked smiling up at Dominic.

“No I am his stepdaughter,” Morgan
said coolly. The two girls gape at her in disbelief.

“You are not old enough to have a teenage stepdaughter. Very funny,” the blond haired girl
said laughing. It gives her an excuse to touch Dominic’s arm.

“She is my stepdaughter her name is Morgan. My son Bryce and stepson Charlie are at the table with my fiancée.” Dominic
informed the two girls as shock and horror register on their collective faces.  They both turn in the direction of our table glaring at me as I cut up Bryce’s chicken.  I am oblivious to their stares as Charlie is talking to me about some music he is working on.  Charlie wants to write an original piece of music for camp.

“Mom it would be
so cool if you could join me on the violin,” he admitted.

“I don’t play any more Charlie you know that,” I interrupt with an icy stare.

Charlie shrinks back in his chair. “Sorry mom I just thought…”

I interrupt once more, “Please do not bring it back up again.” That effectively ends the conversation making Charlie regret ever bringing the idea up. I feel bad but when the violin is brought up it has to be shut down. I do not play anymore and never will.

“Dominic and Morgan double team,” Dominic exclaims upon reaching the table. I try to wipe away my bad mood as I look up at him. He immediately frowns looking from me to Charlie raising an eyebrow asking an unspoken question. Charlie shakes his head before getting up from the table.

“Can I get ice cream?” He demanded his voice laced with anger. 

“Sure Charlie, go ahead,” I said trying to lighten the tone of my voice. 

“
What was that all about?” Dominic and Morgan collectively ask. 

“
Nothing just let it go please.” I sigh but it is enough to end the conversation for now. I am sure Dominic will bring it back up later.  If he knows what’s good for him then he will not bring it back up. Instead they talk about the two flirty girls and how they stopped them dead in their tracks. 

Sunday is a lazy day for me and the kids. We head to the campus pool while Dominic studies for his remaining two finals.  After a few hours of swimming, we head home so that I can cook dinner.  The boys are getting ready to start their various camps while Morgan will start a warm-up session for one week with her coach before her camp officially starts. 

I can hear the sounds emanating from the apartment before I open the door.  Dominic is not in the
apartment alone that is confirmed once we enter.  Sitting on the couch are two of his swimming buddies Drake and Nicolas. Dominic is no longer studying they are watching video taped swimming competitions locked in a heated debate. For some reason this scene makes me smile. Dominic has not had any friends over since he moved in. This scene gives me cause to believe he is finally comfortable here.

“Man look at his shoulder strength,” Drake
said as they rewind the video.

“I do not think I can pull that amount of water,”
Dominic adds awe in his voice.

“I still think the one-hundred meter backstroke is your strongest
event,” Nicolas remarked to Dominic.  Bryce interrupts their continued assessment with his own swimming.

“Daddy we went swimming in the big water,” Bryce shouts running into the apartment heading straight for Dominic. Dominic scoops him up onto his lap kissing the top of his dirty blond hair.

“Wow did you make daddy proud swimming?”

Bryce nods his head up and down before launching into a round of manly grunts.  Drake and Nicolas exchange looks before laughing as Dominic joins his manly grunts. I walk over to them giving everyone present a friendly wave before bending down to kiss Dominic.

“Mommy, I still didn’t said you could kiss my daddy yet,” Bryce interrupts pushing my face away from Dominic.

“Hey how long do I have to wait?” I squeal pursing my lips at Bryce who holds up two fingers.

“Is that two days? Two hours, or two weeks?”

Bryce shakes his head up and down but gives no other answer. We all laugh as he does this. I throw my hands up heading to the kitchen.  I can see Dominic giving me a stern look when I turn around.  I am in a
one-piece pink bathing suit with a pair of blue jean cutoff shorts on. Grabbing my bag I pull out the white cover up inside pulling it over my head as I walk to the kitchen. This seems to temporarily pacify him as I retrieve some snacks for them.  When I return with soda, chips, and pretzels I receive accolades from the crew of gentlemen present including my two sons. Morgan only provides a quick hello to our company before joining me in the kitchen.

Morgan slices up several cooked chicken breasts while I grill two petite sirloin steaks. I also brown hamburger before slicing the steaks into strips when they are done.  Morgan is now cutting up tomatoes, lettuce, and onions placing each into separate containers. I take some of the tomatoes she cuts up and add them to the Spanish rice I am cooking.  The tortillas are nice and warm when I remove them from the warmer on the oven.  Morgan places the nachos in the microwave after giving them a huge dose of shredded cheddar cheese. With everything in a proper container we begin bringing the feast out to the table.  The guys immediately take note of our hard work as the smells waft out of the kitchen.

There are tortillas, taco shells, and burrito wraps as we place the bounty of food on the table.  The Spanish rice is steaming in a bowl with fresh tomatoes and green onions decorating the top.  Morgan and I bring out the individual dishes of meats, vegetables, cheese, and refried beans placing them on the table. 

“Well I guess we should be going so you guys can have dinner,” Drake announces standing up his body long and very limber as he stretches.  Drake is a year younger than Dominic but they have been friends since his freshman year on the swim team. Drake has the smoothest skin I have ever seen and I used to have the hugest crush on him. It seemed with all of Dominic’s friends I was automatically grouped into the friend zone. None of them ever asked me out only occasionally flirted with me. 

“Don’t be silly Drake. We made plenty for everyone,” I respond cheerfully.  Dominic walked over to me wrapping his arms around my waist. The soft kiss on my neck as he beamed with pride made his friends acknowledge our relationship. 

“Wow you two really are together,” Drake stated smiling. 

“Yes we are, now go wash your dirty hands man before you touch this delicious food,” Dominic replied kissing my neck.  I wanted more than a peck on the neck. When his friends go into the children’s bathroom I turn around to get more than a peck on the neck.  Dominic and I are locked in a passionate kiss when they emerge from the bathroom. Both men ignore us heading to the table of hot food. Morgan makes a plate for Bryce before making her own while Charlie fixes his plate.  Dominic and I finally break our embrace enough to watch our family and friends load up on food. 

“I used to have a crush on Drake,” I
said absent mindedly as I lay on the couch with Dominic after dinner. The children are in their beds while we watch television in the living room.  My timing of this statement is a little off as he is working my shorts off with precision.  I guess we are not going to really watch television.  Dominic ignores my statement as he starts kissing my neck. With no shorts on and just a swimsuit I can feel his erection pressed against me intimately. Dominic pulls me to straddle his lap. I am enjoying his touch but I am wondering why he has not responded to my statement. His focus is now on my breasts, which he has happily freed from my swimsuit. 

“Baby we can’t out here. Let’s go in the bedroom,” I whisper and he stops. “You have no comment on the statement I made?” I am looking directly into his beautiful brown eyes and I see he is avoiding something.

“I know you used to have a crush on Drake,” he said kissing my neck as he pulls my swimsuit back in place. “He had a little crush on you too.”

“Shut up no he didn’t!” I screech uncharacteristically. Dominic shakes his head to the affirmative as I gape at him. 

“How come he never asked me out?”  My brain immediately knows the answer and it is not good. I give Dominic a piercing stare as he tries to remove me from his lap.

“I told him not to
hit on you. He wasn’t right for you.” Dominic mumbles barely coherent. I stand unceremoniously with my hands on my hips as he groans with displeasure.

“What do you mean he wasn’t right for me?” I feel my anger boiling up to the surface.

“I just did not think he was right for you. So I told him to leave you alone,” Dominic said standing. He does his best to reach for me but I back away from his grasp. 

“What did you
said to him exactly Dominic? Stop tap dancing around this.”

“I told him that you had a lot going on and was not interest
ed in dating anyone at that time,” Dominic explained this as if it meant nothing.

“
How could you make that call for me Dominic? What or who gave you the right?” I am practically yelling by this point. 

“Calm down before you wake the kids Sam. Geez!” Dominic moves faster this time snaking his hands around my waist. “Sammie that was a while ago drop it please. Let’s go make love.”

“No I do not want to make love Dominic. Why would you do that?”

I feel my emotional response and try to push it down to stand my ground. 

“I did not want you to date Drake. He was not right for you.” Dominic tries to kiss me but I dodge his clumsy attempt.

“Did any of your other friends want to date me?”  I push his face away from me but cannot budge his fingers.

“Yes and they weren’t right for you either,” he whispered. Dominic tries hard to pull me to him but I am fighting his advances until I have all my answers. 

“What? How could you?”
No longer holding the tears back I am crying.

“Sammie, why are you blowing this way out of proportion? We are together now,” he pleads. 

“Because what you did was wrong Dominic. You purposely interfered with my social life and for what reason? You didn’t want me so why would you do that,” I stutter through my tears.

“I didn’t want any of those guys to break your heart.” Dominic
said releasing me from his hold. 

I am beyond livid.
“It was not your decision to make.”

Dominic throws his hands up in the air walking into our bedroom. 

“Sammie, you are being unreasonable. Do you want me to call Drake back so you can go out with him.”

“I don’t want to date him now. I am not being unreasonable. You always had someone Dominic and I didn’t. Did it ever occur to you that I was lonely?”

“Sammie, they would have hurt you. After all that you had been through, I didn’t want anyone else hurting you.”

“I see because that was your job.” I
said storming off to the bathroom locking the door behind me.  I cannot see through my tears as I cut on the shower. I am so angry with him right now. Dominic knocks on the door before trying the doorknob. I ignore him getting into the shower wanting to wash the last thirty minutes away.  I emerge twenty minutes later clad in my bathrobe ignoring his presence in the room. Finding my pajamas I slip into them aware that he is watching me. I walk out of the bedroom heading to the kitchen to get a soothing bowl of ice cream.  Dominic thankfully does not follow me. 

Retrieving the remote from the coffee table I click on the television.
I miss the flavor of the chocolate ice cream as I eat; it’s a waste of calories. My anger is still palpable as my leg shakes furiously.  Cutting off the television I head back to the bedroom. I just want to sleep right now.

“Sammie please let me hold you,” Dominic begs. I am in the bed like a petulant child positioned as far away from Dominic as I can go without being on the floor.

“Run that past your Samantha dating screen first.” I sarcastically drone. 

“That’s not fair. I thought I was protecting you. I really wanted
to keep you from getting hurt again.”

I sit up in the bed glaring at him and all the words I need to
said come rushing to my mouth.

“Did it ever occur to you that I was lonely? That the only man I really cared for just brutally dumped me after I lost my parents. I have had what two encounters since the father of my child told me that I was too fat and he was no longer attracted to me. He left not just me but his
son. The only other man in my life wouldn’t look my way while he diddled whomever he wanted. Do you know how much it hurt me to see you with girl after girl while I was here most nights? I sat in my apartment not alone but very lonely while you played selfish fucking matchmaker Dominic.”

I am breathing so hard when I finish that I struggle to catch my breath. 

He apologizes but it is not working I am very pissed off. “I am sorry Sammie. I never thought for a second that you were lonely. You always seemed so busy and fulfilled. I just didn’t want those guys to do something stupid and hurt you.”

“You didn’t think Dominic. If you told five guys that I was a handful or too busy then anytime someone they knew thought about going out with me guess what happened? They told their friend not to date me and so forth Dominic. You never
wanted for company Dominic. You always thought it was so cool to introduce your girlfriends to your best friend making me feel even worse.”

“Geez, Sam I am so sorry I never thought…” he trailed off. 

“That’s right you didn’t think Dominic. I was lonely wanting the chance to be with you but never having a chance after meeting Lindsey, Selena, Audrey, Misty, Tamika, Jenny, and lest we forget Annalisa,” I rattle off feeling better about speaking my mind.

“
Okay I get your point fine I was a terrible friend.” He snarls turning his back to me as he pulls the sheets up to cover him.

“Oh no, you don’t get the chance to be mad at me now. You owe me gobs of apologies,” I shriek back at him pulling the sheets off of him. 

“What do you want me to say? I am sorry I didn’t want those guys to start talking about you in the locker room so I threw them off your trail. I inadvertently ruined your social life because I wanted to protect you?”

“I understand your motives but
they hurt me. You didn’t let me screen the girls you dated. How fair was that? And you were hardly ever lonely,” I beseeched pulling the covers around me before turning my back to him.  Dominic slid to my side of the bed as I knew he would, whispering in my ear, “I wanted you to myself and I was selfish. I am sorry Sammie. Please baby forgive me, mi angel.”

Did Dominic just call me his angel? I am such a girl damn it! I try to hold back my joy and make him sweat a little longer.

“But it took you getting deported for us to find our way.”

I remind him trying to keep my distance.
Dominic’s hands are touching me with such intensity my words disappear. 

“I am so sorry it too
k me so long to let you know how I really feel. Sammie I love you so much. Let me make love to you,” Dominic said his voice low accent pronounced. I relent easily as his hand slips into my panties massaging me there. Good God that feels so good. I moan loudly and that is my answer as Dominic proceeds to make love to me. Tonight he is beyond gentle with me taking his time with every move he makes. He slowly removes my panties pausing to tease me in intervals.