《Killing Me To Love You | ✓》[ 39 ]
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A/N: The following language will be sexually explicit and will be inappropriate to younger readers. Reader's discretion is advised.
Also, if you're wondering what music they're dancing to, it's linked above! Music: You by Myuu.
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Inaya's POV
My arms resting on his broad shoulders, his hands on my hips and we gently sway with the music.
My heart is thumping in my chest, I couldn't even look up at him because if I do, I know I'd probably lose it.
The night is cold yet the candles surrounding us indoors isn't what is keeping me warm. It's being so close to the man that makes my heart beat as if I just ran a marathon is what is keeping me cozy.
He pulls me a little closer and I rest my chin on his shoulder. His arms are now wrapped around my waist and the fluttering feeling has intensified to the point where it feels like I've been dropped from the sky.
"What is it that you want, amore mìo? I'll give you anything and everything you ask for tonight."
"Anything?" I whisper.
"Anything." He answers.
"Okay... but first, what do you want?" I smile.
The question was innocent but when does Dominic ever answer innocently?
He quirks a brow; there's a look of amusement on his face.
"Will you be able to give me what I want?" His voice drops to a low, seductive whisper.
Maybe I shouldn't have provoked him like this because I'm sure, by the end of this, I'll lose the game.
I shrug my shoulders with a slight smirk on my face.
"You're going to regret asking me this." He leans down to my ear, close enough for me to feel his steady breathing. "I want to rip off your clothes and fuck you on this floor right now."
His fingers trace down my back. "I want to spread your legs open and taste you on my fingers. I want to flip you over and ride your..." He suddenly spins me around so that my back is against his chest.
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His breathing went from slow and controlled to heavy and rugged. He's losing all constraint over himself, I can tell from the way his hands are clenched, trying to restrain from grabbing every part of me. And I can tell from the fact that his crotch is as hard as a rock against my... never mind.
My own legs seems to be giving out, while my insides feel like jello. It's just words but it's driving me insane.
"I want your pretty plump mouth around my hard cock. I want so many fucking things, things your innocent mind can never fathom." He grunts out of... pleasure?
His hands slowly reach my stomach, inching closer and closer to my—"Dominic...!"
His name came out more as a moan rather than a warning to stop.
He clenches and unclenches his fists. "I really could keep going if you want. Oh, the things I could do right-fucking-now."
Marriage.
Marriage.
Marriage.
I made a promise to myself.
"I can't..." My breathing is so heavy from the intensity of the moment. "Dominic... I—we can't."
"Oh, fuck it!" He says as he lets go of me.
I thought he was going to leave but instead, he grabs my left hand up to his lips to place a kiss on it. He, then, reaches out from his pocket to pull out a box.
"Be mine and only mine. Forever." There's a look of gentleness in his eyes.
My heart drops to my stomach in an instance.
He can't be serious.
Is he serious?
He can't be.
"I... I don't know what to say..."
It's right in front of me, the moment I've been waiting for... it's right here, but why can't I take it? Why doesn't my mouth want to answer?
"Isn't this what you wanted?" He isn't angry or upset, he's just confused.
"Yes... but are you doing this because you want me or because I want this?" I ask quietly.
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Now that I think about it, neither of us have explicitly confessed. In fact, does he even have anything to confess?
But this ring, this proposal, it can really be a kind of insurance, a step forward for us.
This can insure that we do have a future together.
"A bit of both, amore mìo. The wanting you bit is pretty obvious, no?" He smirks.
But do you want me, want me?
I don't ask out loud, instead, I nod my head with a big grin on my face.
"I'll be yours, forever." I answer as I reach out my left hand.
He slips on a extremely lustrous and bright ring on my finger. It's fits perfectly snug on my ring finger.
He jumps to his feet and picks up to spin me around. I squeal in surprise. There's beads of tears forming in my eyes.
"You're mine." He says, resting his forehead on mine.
I wanted to say I'm his and will always be his but the words didn't reach my tongue at first.
"I'm yours." I finally manage to say.
I look at the ring more closely. It is a medium-to-large round diamond. The band of the ring is covered in smaller stones, which I will assume are also diamonds.
"It's beautiful." I say unintentionally as I gaze at it lovingly.
"It's just for you; one of a kind." He states.
"You're sure about this?" I ask him out of doubt as I stare at the ring.
"To be honest, no. Marriage isn't something I planned for myself. But if it means I get to have you with me forever, then yeah."
That's such a Dominic answer. Brutally honest and to the point. Not a single thought for the person on the receiving end.
But it was a good enough answer for me.
We held each other, swaying to the silence. My heart is still beating as fast as ever.
"The piano that was playing in the background... was that one of your works?" I ask out of curiosity.
Dominic stops in his spot. "How... how did you know?"
It's hard to explain. There's this hint of sadness attached to the tone of something that's supposed to be romantic. I heard the same hint of sadness when I listened to him play last time.
"I could tell. It's an absolute stunning piece." I say.
"What if I tell you I didn't play it?" He raises a brow.
"I would tell you that you did." I answer with confidence.
He chuckles. "You're right."
"You should play it more often at home. I'd love to hear more!"
"I'd love to play with you at home more often." He winks. "Anything for you, Mrs. Belcastro."
Blush rises to my cheeks; why does he always do this to me?
Missus Inaya Belcastro... who would have thought? I thought I'd be a Khan, maybe an Ahmad, or a Sheikh, maybe even an Ali.
Belcastro? Never even crossed my mind.
Funny how everything unfolded. I entered with the mindset of escaping from him but somehow, I managed to fall so deep that he's become my forever and I can't imagine myself without his presence.
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A/N: Happy New Year! I wish you all a very successful and happy 2020! I hope this new year brings you all tons and tons of blessings! Ameen! I love you! 🖤
Also, sorry I posted a day late! i'm spending some quality time with my family before school and work become really hectic. I hope you understand. 💕
Next Update: Saturday, January 4, 2020.
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