Claimed By The Possessive Fireman: An Instalove Possessive Alpha Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 187) by Flora Ferrari

Author:Flora Ferrari [Ferrari, Flora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-06T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Dominic

I sit in the upper floor of the restaurant, my gray suit clinging to my body, cool and relaxed after a long, long shift and a shower.

Thoughts of the minor disagreement with Lilah flame inside me like the fires I’m trained to tame, and yet I can’t tame this one.

It spreads until my whole body is burning and everything is urging me to do something to douse it, to fix it. But the problem with fixing it is that it would mean going against Lilah’s word, and I refuse to do that. We mean too much to each other – she’s going to be the mother of my children – for us to build our foundation on deception.

I close my eyes and take a breath, reminding myself tonight isn’t about Mark, or the secrecy, or any of that tangled shit.

Tonight is about us.

I glance across the restaurant from my booth in the upper corner, our floor completely sealed off for a considerable fee I’d happily pay twice over, and study the chandeliers and the waiters moving around like busy faceless butlers. Soft jazz plays and women laugh with their heads tipped back, men forking steak, everybody in suits and dresses that sparkle and glitter.

But there’s nobody in this restaurant, in this city, in the world, as eye catching as the woman the host is now leading over to where I sit.

Lilah is wearing a form-hugging silver dress that matches the earrings twinkling like stars at her ears. The material is the sort that drives me to feral possessive thoughts, hugging her so intimately I can’t help but imagine it in my hand, sliding in all the same places, claiming, taking.

I stand up and nod briefly to the host, and then walk around the table and stand close to her, breathing in the scent of her flowery perfume, eyeing her cascading blonde hair that falls in waves down her shoulders.

“Is it too much?” she says, her eye makeup dark and striking, her cheeks coated in a subtle layer that only enhances her natural beauty. “It’s too much, isn’t it?”

“No,” I growl, shaking my head firmly. “You look incredible, Lilah. You look absolutely perfect.”

I touch her hips, but only lightly. Any firmer and this beast inside of me that needs feeding, and feeding from her and nobody else, would take over and I wouldn’t be able to control myself.

I guide her to her side of the booth and then lean down, kissing her once on the forehead, and then force myself to back away before my manhood rocket-ships out of my zipper and into her sex.

She tilts her head at me as I sit opposite, batting her eyelashes, made long and jet black by the makeup.

“I was so nervous when applying all this,” she says. “I normally only ever wear makeup on stage. This feels … I don’t know.”

“I like it,” I tell her firmly. “But then again, I think you’re gorgeous without it, too. So don’t feel like you have to make this effort every day.

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