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in response.
Trin pulled his hand from Dom's hip and focused his attention on the zippered front of her
dress. He teased her on purpose, slowly tugging the zipper down and slipping one hand inside to
cup her breast.
Dominique moaned softly into Trin's mouth. Her knees almost gave out beneath her as he
caressed the soft skin of her cleavage spilling over the tops of her lacy, pink bra. His thumb
circled her nipple, brushing it once or twice. Trin grunted when he felt the tip rise to a hard bud
against his thumb.
"Domino..." he breathed weakly against her lips, before kissing her with greater force. His
hands circled around her back, unhooking her bra with experienced persuasive fingers. He pulled
the lacy piece of lingerie away and pushed the dress from her shoulders. As though she weighed
nothing, he lifted her from the floor and carried her to his bed.
Soft cries escaped Dom's lips when she felt Trin's weight cover her. His large hands
travelled the length of her voluptuous body, until they met the waistband of her panties. Trin
slipped his hand right inside and smiled when he found her very wet for him. He buried his head
in the satiny crook of her neck and thrust his fingers inside her body just to hear her soft gasps
fill his ears.
With each finger he added to the caress, Dom's responses grew louder. Her hips rose from
the bed as she struggled to feel as much of the caress as possible. She finally pulled Trin's towel
away from his hips and cupped his tight buttocks in her hands.
After a while, neither of them could hold out against the powerful arousal that had ignited.
Trin pulled Dom's panties away and took her at once. He moaned, feeling the creamy heat
surrounding the most sensitive part of his anatomy.
Dominique's lashes fluttered open and close with each powerful thrust and she could barely
catch her breath. Her long dark legs encircled Trin's wide back and the tips of her strappy powder
pink heels grazed his massive thighs.
The pleasure of the erotic encounter engulfed them and their throaty cries could be heard
outside. None of that mattered though, as they drew closer to the inevitable peak of satisfaction.
***
Dom awakened early the next morning to find herself cradled in Trin's strong arms. A lazy
smile crossed her mouth as she snuggled deeper into the embrace. She had never felt so
incredible upon waking up. Rain beat outside against the windows and the faint roll of thunder in
the distance, made her want to stay in bed forever.
Unfortunately, the contentment she felt would not last for long. Her eyes opened slowly and
the smile faded from her lovely face.
"Oh no." She breathed.
Gingerly, Dominique moved from the bed and took a sweatshirt she found lying across a
chair. She looked down at Trin. Her stare lingered on his face for a moment, before she left the
room and ran down the long hallway.
Belinda and Aaron were in a deep sleep of their own. Belinda began to awaken when she
heard the light, but insistent knocking on the door. She tried to turn over; but one of Aaron's
heavy thighs resting across both of hers, made that impossible.
"Aaron." She whispered. "Wake up."
"Belinda? Aaron? I need to talk to you." Dom whispered, her voice sounding frantic as she
called through the door.
"Aaron." Belinda called again, nudging her husband's tightly muscled abdomen.
"Mmm." Aaron grunted, aggravated by the intrusion on his sleep.
"Get off me and wake up." Belinda said, watching as he slowly responded. "Come in." She
finally called.
Dom stepped inside and hurried over to their four poster king-sized bed. She stood there like
a child with her hands clasped together.
"I remember." She whispered, watching the sleepiness in Aaron and Belinda's eyes be
replaced by shock.
CHAPTER NINE
Belinda reached for Aaron's hand beneath the covers and waved her other hand towards
Dom. "Come sit down." She whispered, tucking her legs beneath her.
Dom responded slowly, smiling at Belinda and Aaron as they watched her expectantly.
"Just take your time, Curly." Aaron encouraged.
Dom focused on the lovely, gray and burgundy comforter as she spoke. "I'm married." She
whispered.
The Tirelli's expelled relieved sighs when they glanced at one another. It was about time,
they were both thinking.
"How do you feel?" Belinda finally asked.
"Good." Dom quickly responded with a curt nod. "I feel good. I just don't quite understand
why I haven't seen my husband in so long."
A small frown pulled Aaron's long black brows together and he shook his head. "What did
you just say?"
Dom shrugged. "I haven't seen him in years and I don't know why. All that's still sort of
fuzzy."
Belinda glanced at Aaron again, as she too became confused. "Sweetie, who's your
husband?"
"Well you know him," Dom said, raising her striking gaze then. "Spry? Spry's my husband."
"Oh my God." Belinda breathed, covering her eyes with one hand.
"How did you happen to remember this?" Aaron whispered.
"Well, it happened a long time ago and..."
"Honey, are you sure it's Spry?" Belinda asked.
Dom nodded quickly. "I'm positive. It was a long time ago, but I'm sure."
Belinda and Aaron were completely devastated. Aaron leaned back against the headboard
and folded his arms across his wide chest.
"When did all this happen Curly?" He finally asked.
Dominique sighed. "It was a long time ago. We were...in college, I think. There was some
trip to the islands or something. That's why I love Pina Coladas so much. Mine were filled with
alcohol. That's probably why I accepted Spry's crazy proposal so fast." She rambled, revealing
information as though it were coming to her as she spoke.
Belinda rested her chin against her palm as she watched Dom in disbelief. "I never expected
this." She whispered.
"Me either." Dom sighed. "I never thought I'd remember something like this. When I heard
his name the other night, I couldn't forget it. His last name is Cule, isn't it?" She asked.
"Yeah." Aaron and Belinda both confirmed.
"Sweetie...what about Trin?" Belinda asked, raising her hand in a helpless gesture.
Dom closed her eyes tightly, before looking directly at Belinda. "I can't...think about him
now. I need to get this figured out between me and Spry before I can deal with anything else."
Belinda nodded, unaware of how fast her own heart was beating.
"I need to find him." Dom was saying. "Can you do that for me?" She asked.
Belinda grimaced, knowing that she was about to open a family-sized can of worms. She
knew that she couldn't disappoint Dom though, and was soon agreeing to do as she'd asked.
***
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