Deporting Dominic (24 page)

“Only a million more to go
,” I smiled back at him. Dominic reaches across the table giving me a chaste kiss. “I look forward to everyone Sammie.”

“Here we are with your soup and salad. I also got you a
fresh loaf of bread hot out the oven,” Rana interrupts our moment. “Do you need anything else?”

Immediately I
said, “No this is great.” Rana however stays put until Dominic acknowledges that he doesn’t need anything else either. Finally she goes to check on one of her other tables. Dominic and I start to eat our food while we nonchalantly talk.

“How is everything?” Lucinda the hostess makes a surprise visit to our table.

“So far so good,” Dominic responded looking at me.

“It’s delicious so far,” I answer
ed to her back.

“I hope your swimming is going well.”
Lucinda is struggling for conversation.

“Uh yeah but it is all about my Sa
mmie right now.” Dominic replied reaching for my hand, which I gladly offer.  Lucinda takes this as her cue to leave.

“Here we go with your food, careful that plate is hot,”
Rana said to Dominic. “I also brought you some fresh bread.”

“Thank you,” we both said
in unison. Rana walks away but she does not stay away too long. Repeatedly she “checks” on Dominic and my patience is just about gone. The spaghetti Bolognese that I ordered is simply delicious. Dominic ordered angel hair pasta in a light garlic parmesan sauce with chicken. It too is divine and we argue, not seriously, over which tastes better.

“Excuse me Rana can we get these wrapped up we are officially stuffed,” I ask politely.

“Sure!” She exclaims and turns to Dominic. “Can I interest you in dessert?”

She pulls the small cart with the dessert samples over for him to look over while s
he puts our food into containers.

“Let’
s share the tiramisu,” I advised wagging my eyebrows suggestively.

“
We will share a tiramisu,” Dominic informed Rana.

“You sure you don’t want to get one for yourself. It really is delicious not something you would want to share.” Her fake enthusiasm has left the building her voice is a double entendre.

“I want to share it with my new beautiful bride.” Dominic has both my hands in his across the small table. “Husband I want to share the tiramisu with you and so much more.” Rana finally walks away to place our dessert order.  When she returns she brings but one spoon, cheeky little bitch. I take the spoon scooping up a little bit of the luscious dessert feeding it to Dominic. 

“Mmm that is go
od Mrs. Castillo,” Dominic moaned as he chews the dessert. I spoon up some for myself and fall in love with the heavenly dessert. After several rounds of this back and forth the dessert is demolished.

“There is a little bit left but my spoon can’t get it,” I whisper
ed to Dominic. He takes his finger scooping out the remaining dessert. I pull his finger to my mouth and lick the tiramisu from his finger slowly sensuously.

“Uh excuse me can we get another one of those tirami
su desserts to go,” Dominic said to Rana while I continue to lick his finger.

Releasing his finger I smile at Dominic.

“I am stuffed. I cannot eat another bite.”

“It’s not for you to eat. I am going to eat it off you Sammie.”
Dominic said this just as Rana sets our bag on the table along with the check.  She frowns upon hearing what he plans to do with the dessert. Without taking his eyes off me Dominic puts his credit card inside the black billfold with the check. After a quick signature on the receipt we are out of the restaurant much to my happiness.

It isn’t until we are almost to the parking lot that I realize we left our bag of leftovers in our haste to get back to the hotel room.

“Come on we gotta go back. I am going to get hungry later,” I said pulling Dominic towards the restaurant.  When we walk back through Lucinda immediately perks back up.

“Back so soon Dominic,” she asked
sweetly.

“We forgot our
‘people’ bag,” I replied for him walking past her to the dining area.  I walk up to Rana as I do not see our bag on the table anymore. 

“Excuse me Ra
na we left our leftovers,” I said politely. She is talking to a very formal looking man that I assume is probably a manager. 

“I am sorry what table wh
ere you sitting at?” She replied completely bewildered.

“Wow I just left less than five minutes ago and you don’t remember me?”

“Well I have a lot of tables that I am covering tonight I am sorry.”

“Are you and Lucinda related?”

She looks at me incredulously when I ask this question.

Shaking her head to the negative she answ
ers as well. “Absolutely not.”

“
You both seem to have a lot in common. Like I don’t know say drooling over my husband and ignoring me completely. Word to the wise Rana when you see a man as attractive as my husband, try not to drool over him without being so obvious.”

“I am sure I do not know what you are talking about. I provide
d excellent customer service.”

“Really? What where we celebrating tonight? What did I order?” I ask
her folding my arms to emphasize my point. The manager hands me our bag of leftovers then waits for her to answer the question.

“Well Lucinda never said what you were celebrating. She usually tells me if there is a spec
ial occasion,” she stammered, “I think you had the um lasagna. I am not sure I have so many orders.”

“
Spaghetti Bolognese actually. But you do bring up a good point because Lucinda did not ask if we were celebrating anything special. My husband told you that we were newlyweds. I guess you forgot that too. I would have spoken up sooner about the rude behavior but I was very hungry. The food thank God was no reflection on the very poor service I received. I will have to think long and hard about returning here especially with my husband.”

I turn
ed on my heels and walk away hearing the manager immediately dig into Rana. 

“So are you trying out for the Olympics?” Lucinda is not behind the podium. She is standing next to Dominic who looks positively worried as I walk towards him. 

“I got it baby,” I cooed as I approach him. 

“What happened
they couldn’t find it?” He asked taking the bag from my hand.

Before I can answer Lucinda speaks first, “Well good luck Dominic. I will be in the stands cheering you on for sure. I am your number one fan.”

“That job is filled. My wife is my number one fan.” Dominic is irritated as he speaks.  I walk over to the podium were Lucinda has now returned. Holding up my ring finger I informed her, “I am Mrs. Castillo his wife do you understand? Back the shit off.”

“Yes really you should back the shit off. I would like to have several words wit
h you Lucinda,” the manager said from the corner. Lucinda turned around wide-eyed realizing he had been standing there listening.

“Uh Mr. & Mrs. Castillo I would really like the chance to make another first impression on you. We have a very exclusive wine tasting here every month and I would like to invite you both as my special guest. Of course we will be refunding your bill considering the less than stellar service you received tonight.  I really do apologize and hope you will give us another chance to make a better impression on both of you.”

“Thank you Mr. Jackson I think that would be nice,” I replied accepting a small business card from the man’s hand. 

Outside I am quiet as we walk to our minivan Dominic holds my hand all the while.  When we get to the door he opens the passenger door for me but stops me from getting in. 

“Sammie you know I am not interested in any other woman but you right?” Dominic asked his brows are knitted together with what I assume to be worry. I don’t know why but I feel I am on the verge of crying and I take a deep breath trying to force the tears back.

“I know Dominic but you have no idea how you affect other women. You have no idea how insecure it makes me
feel in the process.” As soon as I speak, the tears stream down my cheeks.

“Sammie baby I don’t care about other women, just you.”  Dominic wraps me up in a hug and I try to stop the flood of tears.

“I know you weren’t paying them any attention. They just pretended as if I was not there like I am not good enough for you. It is not the first time since we got together that other women have assumed I am not good enough for you.”

“I do not give a fuck what other women think. I know what’s best for me and that is you. Dammit Sammie
, I wish you had spoken up. I am yours and only yours.”

“I didn’t want her to spit in my food plus I was really hungry.” I laugh
ed in spite of the tears streaming down my face. Dominic chuckles then take my chin in his hand.

“Sammie there is no other woman for me but you. If you see something that I do not, I fully expect you to stand up and
said something.  When we were at the gas station there was no way I was letting that dude spit any more of his game on you. Do not let anyone disrespect you, you are my wife, you have nothing to feel insecure about. I love you.”

“I love you so much Dominic. You are
mine.”

Wiping the tears from my cheek with his thumb Dominic nods his head up and down. The soft caress of his lips on
mine is a welcomed distraction from the flood of insecure feelings. The kiss deepens when I feel his tongue exploring my mouth. “Let’s get you back to the hotel so that I can make you feel better,” Dominic whispered against my lips.

Inside the small vestibule of our hotel room Dominic strips me naked in record time. I hungrily eliminate his clothes from his sexy body with equal ferocity.  Once we are both naked Dominic pulls me to the full-length mirror on the wall next to the bathroom. His hands are resting on my ample hips as he kisses me quietly on my shoulder.

“Sammie, do you see how beautiful you are?” He questions trailing kisses down the back of my neck. My black hair falls in tendrils around my face no longer restrained b
y hairpins. The intense exercising over the last few weeks didn’t result in a huge weight loss but it did leave behind muscle. The dreaded pooch is flatter and my thighs are much shapelier than I remember. My breasts are still the same fullness without being overly large or sagging. After all the kissing my lips are plump and very sensitive. My inspection continues as hands that are not mine cup my breasts. I throw my head back but keep my gaze fastened on the reflection in the mirror. Dominic’s body is so defined with muscles that appear to be carved from stone.  His legs are so strong and powerful I want to run my hands from his feet to his inner thigh. The visual of his erection pressed against my backside sends shivers of anticipation down my spine. Everything about my husband is strong his hands kneading my breast, his lips pressed against my neck, and his hardness resting between the rounded cheeks of my ass. I do this to him not those women at the restaurant, not Mackenzie, and most certainly not Annalisa. I am the beautiful, strong, sexy woman he wants, desires, and needs.

Turning me Dominic directs me to the wall adjacent the mirror. In this mirro
r I now see the strength of my husband as he pumps into my body. The look in my eyes is pure unadulterated pleasure and I have to fight to keep them open to watch Dominic make love to me against this wall. I watch only for a short while until my eyes are forced to close due to the sweet sensations of his lovemaking.

“Can you see what you do
to me Sammie?” Dominic spluttered as he continued his assault on me. I nod vigorously but he indicates a verbal response is necessary.

“Yes baby
, I can see.” I barely manage to say.

“No other woman makes me f
eel like you do Sammie.”

Dominic carries me to the bed and continues to make love to me there.
Slowly he pulls out of me and pushes into me as I try not to scream too loudly. Dominic’s face is awash with pleasure and happiness.

“Come for your husband. I want
to feel you Sammie,” he demanded. I start to unravel as I approach the apex of that wonderful mountain in my mind. Dominic’s words are my undoing as he said, “This is mine. I am going to make you come here, and then in the shower I am going to make you come again and again. I will let you sleep for a while then I will wake you in the middle of the night and fuck you again. You are mine. Now come for your husband.”

Everything in
side me tightens at the same time as I reach my release.

“Dominic oh yes baby,” I scream
ed as he pounds into me then slows. Abruptly he pulled out of me getting off the bed leaving me writhing.

“Come back baby please.” I beg
ged with my arms outstretched as he walks toward the bathroom on unsteady legs. While his erection shines with the evidence of my orgasm I know he has not yet reached his and I want him to. When he returns I am sitting on the edge of the bed and his erection is directly in front of my face. I reach for him and quickly insert him into my mouth. He allows me the chance to have him for a few minutes.

“Please Sammie baby
, I can’t take it. Not yet in the shower,” he said through clenched teeth.

“But I want you to come baby,” I whine
d. Dominic takes my hand leading me to the bathroom.

“Not yet come with me.”

I grab the small bag of goodies I packed as we head into the steamy bathroom. 

Under the spray of the shower I whisper in Dominic’s ear. “You can have me however you want me in here.”

Dominic gives me a quizzical look that lessens as reality sets in. I see the corners of his mouth curve into a smile of understanding. Quickly he turns me so that my backside is once again against his erection. I hold up the small bottle of lubricant and he takes it from my hand. There is a contrast from the warm water running overhead and the cold lubricant sliding down my backside. I jump doing my best to quell my anxious nerves.

“Relax Sammie
, we do not have to do this now,” he said. I know that he wants to do this and I want to give him this part of me.

“I want to do this Dominic. I am just a bit nervous that’s all.”

His left hand brushes against my favorite spot and I gasp at the unexpected sensation. His right hand is caressing each cheek one at a time. The intimate touching achieves its intended effect of relaxing me. The slip of his finger into me back there brings me back to what is about to happen. I think of our time in the tub at our apartment where he claimed me there this morning. The memory of Dominic’s hand around my neck claiming all of me actually relaxes me.

“Ouch,” I yelp
ed as he replaces his finger with something much larger.

“
Do you want me to stop,” he asked. I shake my head from side to side urging him to continue. The initial pain is starting to recede as he stretches me to accommodate his girth. I reach for the bar in the shower to brace myself as he starts to move. Both areas on my body are in hyper awareness mode as feelings of pleasure run the length of my body. Hearing Dominic enjoy me in this way is giving me quite a head rush. He keeps reassuring me and worrying about me as he takes this part of me.

“I am okay baby really,” I moan
ed. And I really am okay even when he picks up speed giving me more of him back there. His hand is no longer touching my favorite spot they are both on my hips. Dominic’s short nails are digging into my hips and I resume touching myself in that special spot. It’s actually a thrill to masturbate with my husband in the room. The pull on my hips increases and I know he is ready and so am I. Dominic growls, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck Sammie.”

The remainder of his words is
unintelligible as he releases buried deep inside me. I cry out once more as the simultaneous action is too much. The only thing holding me up is my connection to Dominic as my legs are too shaky. It feels empty when he pulls out of me but he twirls me around covering me with kisses. Tears are sliding down my cheeks as the weight of our emotional lovemaking kicks in.

“Are you ok baby? I didn’
t hurt you did I?” Dominic fired off a flurry of questions his voice laced with nervous apprehension. 

“I am okay it was just an overwhelming experience. I love you so much Dominic,” I blubber into his kisses.

“I love you too Sammie.” Dominic rests his forehead against mine and I am reminded of our pact. With a gentle hand Dominic cleans my entire body before we exit the shower. I am a bit sore but still reeling from the experience with my husband as we climb into bed.  I am extremely tired but I want to ask him questions about the experience.

“Did you enjoy that?” I ask
ed knowing the answer but hoping it will open up a dialogue.

“Uh yes Sammie
. You couldn’t tell?” He replied with a soft chuckle. I turn to face my husband of less than forty-eight hours. Dominic’s is relaxed with a genuinely pleasant smile on his face.

“Did you enjoy that more than the normal way?” I ask
ed with slight hesitation choosing my words carefully.

“I enjoyed it for sure but nothing beats the
uh normal way,” Dominic replied all business now.  “Oh ok I was just wondering.”

Taking my chin in his hand Dominic gives me a soft kiss. “Sammie what happened in the shower was beautiful but then again every time I am with you it’s a beautiful experience. Do you regret it?”

“No I am surprised to find I actually enjoyed it. I mean it doesn’t beat the normal way by far but it wasn’t the worst experience either.”

“I am glad to hear you enjoyed it. I told you I wanted as many firsts with you as we can discover together. I love making love to you my beautiful wife.”

“I love making love with you too Dominic,” I answered snuggling against his muscular chest. I feel better now that we have discussed what took place. Sleep is tapping me lightly on the shoulders and I succumb to it with no resistance.

The rest of our honeymoon goes by too fast. We spend time making love of course but we also enjoy the
hotel amenities. The five pools are a wonderful detour from being held up in our room day and night. It’s amazing what you discover about a city you have spent your entire life living in. There are several restaurants in the area we didn’t know existed that provided us with wonderful food flavors. The overall honeymoon experience was unparalleled to anything my mind could have conjured up. Dominic is attentive and dotes on me with such passion that it becomes extremely contagious to the people we encounter. I love how everyone can tell that we are newlyweds.

“This has been so wonderful,” I
said to Dominic standing on the balcony in our room. Dominic and I are locked in a tight embrace as we take in the scenic view of the Catalina Mountains.

“
I am so glad you enjoyed our honeymoon. Now let’s get back to our family.”