Chapter Seventeen

“You gonna stick by me?”

“Maybe…”

**

I sat outside the garage for maybe twenty minutes, maybe an hour, just staring at the ground. Eventually, I felt someone sit down next to me, but I didn’t look up. I knew who it would be.

“Took you long enough,” I said, wearily.

“Yeah, well…” he trailed off. “I was trying to figure out what to say to get you to believe me.”

“You don’t have to say anything, Dom,” I sighed.

“I don’t?”

“Nah… We don’t owe each other anything, right? I mean…what are a few kisses here and there. Doesn’t make me your g…” I interrupted myself, determined not to let him think I ever saw myself as his. “Doesn’t mean anything.”

“Yes, it does,” he insisted, reaching over to grab my hand. “It means… You mean a lot, Letty. Everything, maybe. Nothing happened with Julie, I swear. Yeah, we used to have a thing back in high school, but it was over years ago, even before I went to jail. She never meant anything to me. She’s nothing that I want anymore.”

“So what do you want, Dom?” I asked, hesitantly.

“I want you,” he softly replied, looking at me. “Just you.”

“I think I can live with that,” I said, smiling.

“So, have you told Leon or Mia about this?” Dom asked, pulling me closer to him, running his hand down the side of my face.

“This?” I questioned.

“Us…”

“No, not really,” I replied, looking up at him. “Have you?”

“No, not really.”

“So what exactly is this, anyways, Dom?” I asked, curious.

“I don’t know,” he answered after a few minutes, taking my hand and pulling me into his lap. “Do we have to give it a name? Can’t we just let it be what it is?”

“Yeah,” I murmured as I leaned in to kiss him. “Yeah, we can. But, just to let you know, I’m going to have to beat the shit out of any girl I see coming on to you. I don’t share well.”

“Yeah, well, same goes for me.”

“Oh, yeah,” I said sarcastically. “’Cause, you know, there are just so many guys lusting after me. I’m sure you’ll have to work real hard to keep me safe from all of them.”

Dom just laughed.

Moving around to get comfortable, I finally just turned to face him. “Much better,” I sighed to myself, before leaning in to kiss him again as he wrapped his arms around me.

We sat there for what seemed like an eternity, kissing until I thought I might die if I couldn’t get closer to him. Unbuttoning his coveralls, I ran my hands across his bare chest, down his stomach…

“Letty,” he groaned, pushing me away a little. “This isn’t…this isn’t right.”

“What?” I asked, shocked, pulling back a little to look him in the eyes.

“If we keep this up, pretty soon I’m not going to be able to stop,” he said softly.

“So?”

“So I don’t want to just fuck you here, right outside the garage, lying in the dirt. You deserve better than that.”

“Well what if I want to just be fucked out here, in the dirt?” I demanded, breathless.

“Damn, Letty, you’re going to kill me, you know that?” he muttered, reaching forward to caress my tits, stroking his thumbs over my nipples.

Just then a car pulled up to the garage, its headlights sweeping across the wall above us. I hadn’t even noticed it getting dark.

Recognizing the car, I pushed Dom’s hands away from me. “Shit, that’s my aunt. I almost forgot she was coming to get me today,” I said hurriedly, running a hand through my hair in an attempt to calm myself down and stop the fire that was raging through my body.

“You’re leaving?” Dom asked.

“Yeah,” I replied. “She wanted to spend some time, just the two of us, since it’s my birthday this week and all.”

“Oh?” he asked, looking at me slyly. “Your birthday really this week?”

“Yep, Tuesday,” I said, turning my head to look at him out of the corner of my eye. “You knew that, didn’t you?”

“No, I had no idea, I swear,” he said, laughing. “So…what do you want?”

“Want?” I asked, confused.

“You know…for your birthday.”

“Oh.” I thought about it for a little while before answering, turning to make sure my aunt couldn’t see us before reaching back inside his coveralls. My fingers lightly circled his nipple before slowly dragging down his chest, coming to a stop just underneath the waistband of his boxers. Leaning my head to his neck, I slowly licked my way from his collarbone to his ear. “You,” I whispered as I slowly brought my hand down further, lightly running my nails along the length of his dick. “I just want you.”

Finally I pulled back, sliding off of his lap, lightly slapping his hand away as he reached after me.

“Be good, Dom,” I called over my shoulder as I walked away. “I’ll be back Tuesday.”

“Tuesday?” I could hear him groan as I got into the car.