Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

“What… what are you talking about?” Lindsey averted her gaze, feigning ignorance.

Domenic squinted, lifted her chin gently, and murmured, “What do you think?”

I’m not sure,” she stammered, her eyes wide and cheeks flushed.

Domenic took his time, his gaze leisurely tracing from Lindsey’s lashes to the small of her nose, and finally, her blushing Lips.

They were soft and inviting, tempting like ripe fruit.

“You little liar, do you need me to remind you what you said? You told me I could do anything I want…” he teased, his voice rich and alluring.

Panicking, Lindsey reached out to silence him, her cheeks a deeper shade of red.

With a slight grin, Domenic held her wrist gracefully and leaned in, whispering, “You know exactly what I want.

”

He was cunning, leaving her to make the next move.

“So…” Lindsey looked up at him, her eyes clear and hesitant.

“Let’s make a deal first.

Just a moment.

”

His smirk turned into a contented smile, and he closed his eyes in approval.

Taking a breath, Lindsey stood on her toes, eyes closed and Lashes fluttering, and tenderly ki*sed his inviting Lips.

As soon as Domenic felt her gentle touch, he was swept up by a wave of longing.

With a firm grip, he encircled her neck with his hand and pulled her close, giving her no room to retreat.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Lindsey grasped the fabric of his shirt, gasping for air under the weight of his presence.

With a sweep of his arm, Domenic cleared the table by the door, sending trinkets tumbling to the carpet by Lindsey’s feet.

Then, lifting her with ease, he set her on the table.

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Enveloped in Domenic’s fervent ki*ses and the scent of his perfume, Lindsey tilted her head back and tried to reciprocate, her hands weakly pressing against his chest.

The intensity of their embrace left Lindsey struggling for breath.

“Mr.

Walsh… Please… Stop!”

Domenic paused, allowing her a moment to breathe.

He softly brushed her nose with his, his breathing heavy.

In a daze, he pressed his lips to hers once more.

“No,” he whispered before ki*sing her again passionately.

Her slender body loosened in his grasp.

Lindsey’s resistance faded, her thoughts scattering as she leaned into him, her hand tracing the line of his back, ki*sing him back quietly and with surrender.

Finally, Domenic released her, his satisfaction evident as he buried his face in the scent of her hair, his breathing deepening.

The usually stoic man cast aside his reserve.

In a raspy, pleading voice, he said, “If you’re not ready to be my fiancée, let’s start simple.

Be my girlfriend.

Stop pushing me away, will you?”

Lindsey, lips swollen from the ki*ses and mind clouded, nodded against his shoulder without a thought.

Domenic’s heart soared.

He lifted her effortlessly from the table and strode into the bedroom.