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slammed the door shut. She shouldn’t have gone after him, shouldn’t have followed him, but she couldn’t stop herself. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. She had initiated the kiss, had started all of this. If this was as far as it went, if he wanted nothing more to do with her, well, she understood, but she needed to know the truth. How could she let it end this way if she never found out what was really going on. Was Dominic as confused as she was? Did he care for her on a totally different level? She needed to know.
     
     

 
    Chapter Seven
     
    Chloe followed him into the house and stopped when she saw Dominic braced against the counter. Back to her, forearms on the tile, he looked like a defeated man. She took those few steps toward him and stopped when she could have touched his back with her fingertips. That’s what she wanted to do, to reach out and stroke her fingers along the chiseled, defined expanse of his back. Would he turn away from her, push her away? She moved closer to him until she could have done just that, but she clenched her hands into fists.
    He turned around in the next moment. They stared at each other for a heartbeat, and he reached up to caress her cheek. Leaning into his touch, Chloe closed her eyes and let all the sensations wash through her.
    “This isn’t wrong. How can something that feels so good, so right, be wrong?” His hand was still on her cheek and she opened her eyes.
    “It’s just wrong, Chloe.” His words were no more than a whisper but he didn’t drop his hand. She moved that last inch that separated them. Her thighs brushed against his. Every part of her body tingled in a way that made her weak and breathless. She lifted her hand and ran her thumb along his full bottom lip. His mouth opened slightly, maybe on its own accord, maybe because he liked the way it felt. Either way, his gaze was transfixed on her and that was all that mattered.
    “ Chloe.” Her name, a strangled groan from his lips was the last thing she was aware of before he gripped her waist and spun her around. Pressed between him and the counter, Chloe could feel ever muscle in his rock hard body. Her pussy was saturated, and all she wanted to do was tell him, to let him know that she was so ready for him. She couldn’t bring herself to do it though, couldn’t force the words past her lips. She was too afraid.
    Her back was to his chest and she could feel the defined length of his stiff erection along the crease of her ass. Licking her lips, she looked over her shoulder.
    “We really shouldn’t, Chloe.” Although the words were almost a hoarse whisper from his lips, she could hear the raw desire nonetheless.
    “Maybe you’re right, but I want to, so bad.” He ran his hand along the sides of her breasts and over her hips. He gripped her tightly and pulled her more fully back against him. As if her ass against his shaft was too much for him, he turned her around and lifted her easily onto the counter.
    Her skirt rode up her thighs and the chill of the tile beneath her ass was a shock to her overheated body. They kissed again.  His lips slammed down on hers with all the built up passion and desire they both felt.
    Chloe spread her legs wider to accommodate his big frame and felt her panties rub along her too swollen pussy lips. Slowly, he ground his cock into her folds, teasing her until the words for him to fuck her was right on the tip of her tongue. He was a skilled kisser, his tongue moving along her lips with such talent she knew fucking him would be intense and powerful.
    “Please, please let me feel you inside of me.” She hadn’t meant to say it, to seem so needy, but the words had just come. She didn’t care if she begged for it, didn’t care at this point if she sounded pathetic. Chloe was on the verge of climaxing just from the feel of that jean clad cock pulsing against her body.
    Dominic growled against her mouth and quickly went for the button of his jeans. The sound