Page 83 of Breaking Free
He smirks. “It’s nice to be out of that head of yours, isn’t it?”
“Even better to be with you.”
His lips push against mine in a quick kiss. It’s nothing too passionate, but kissing him in public feels so good, especially when I don’t have to be concerned about how others might react. It’s freeing to be with him like this without a worry in the world. It may have something to do with the fact that I’m finally embracing who I am, but I think it has a lot to do with how comfortable he makes me feel. With him, I don’t feel like I have to worry at all.
“What’re you thinking about?” he asks.
“Hmm?”
“You’re grinning.”
I laugh. “I’m happy.”
“It’s because of me, huh?” he says with a smirk.
I roll my eyes, but don’t bother denying it.
When the song ends, he pulls me close and rests his forehead against mine. “I’m happy because of you, too.”
The rest of the night is filled with lots of drinking, games being played at our tables, an embarrassingly loud rendition of the Happy Birthday song being sung to me by my drunk friends, and so much laughter my cheeks will likely hurt for days.
Right before last call, Dominic tells me he’s gonna go to the bathroom while I call for an Uber. We’re both pretty tipsy, as is everyone else in our group, but even if I feel like shit tomorrow, it will be worth it.
I say bye to my friends and thank them for hanging out with me tonight, then I head to the bathroom before Dominic has a chance to leave.
When I’m inside, I make sure nobody else is here and then lock the door. Dom looks at me over his shoulder as he’s washing his hands, a crooked grin on his lips.
“You just gonna stand there and stare at me?” he asks, mimicking what he told me the first time I met him in the bathroom of his frat.
I smile. “Maybe.”
He shuts the water off and grabs some paper towels to dry his hands before turning and facing me. “I think you should do more than that.”
I march toward him, knowing I don’t have much time to waste. I unfasten his jeans and drop to my knees to take him into my mouth.
“Holy shit,” he gasps, reaching for my head.
I suck him until he hardens in my mouth. When he starts thrusting, I back away and stand up, giving him a smirk. “You can finish in my ass when we get home.”
His lips part as he takes his cock in his hand. “Oh, you’re evil.”
“I’m the birthday boy, remember? I get what I want.”
“It’s technically not your birthday anymore,” he says, stroking his length and making my eyes travel to his action.
“Are you gonna deny me?” I ask, meeting his gaze again and wetting my bottom lip with a swipe of my tongue.
“Never.”
* * *
It feelslike it takes forever to get to my house, but that’s probably just because I’m horny as fuck, and Dominic keeps teasing me in the back seat of this Uber.
Once we pull up to the house, I pay the driver and add an extra large tip before all but running through the front door. After a quick trip to the bathroom, where I hurriedly wash down the intimate parts of my body, and leave only my boxer-briefs on, I head straight to my bedroom only to be disappointed that Dominic isn’t here.
I spin around and find him coming through the bedroom door, probably having just used the other bathroom down the hall.
I bite my lip, anxious to be with him.