Dom Toretto Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Time became a blur as I concentrated on giving both men pleasure, grateful Keaton continued to run his fingers in circles around my clit, giving me an orgasm long before either men enjoyed their own. My pleasure helped me to relax, the waves rolling over me as the men both carried on setting their own rhythms and taking what they wanted from me. Trey was the first to finish, and no sooner had he pulled out of me than another man stepped forward, one I hadn’t seen the day before. “Hey, gorgeous,” he said. “I’m Dom. Keaton here says you’re the best thing about this city right now.” “Keaton’s my biggest fan,” I replied, aware he could hear every word. He chuckled as he picked up the pace, a lit

"Is something on my face?" She snaps out of it. "Oh! No. Sorry. You just look really familiar." Before I can respond, another employee comes over, holding a brown paper bag with my food. The first girl pokes her, whispering something. The second girl looks at me, her eyes lighting up. "Oh shit. It’s her." She points, full-on grin spreading across her face. "You're Dante Moretti's girlfriend."

Or perhaps my own desperate libido is simply overriding common sense. Picturing the heavy weight of his massive, tattooed arms pinning me down has been a recurring intrusive thought since yesterday. "Tragic," sighing heavily, I slump back into the chair. "A massive waste of prime real estate. So, a girlfriend? A wife hidden away in a dacha somewhere?" “No," Dom says, her expression turning slightly serious. "He doesn’t date." "Never?" “Never. Hookups only." That piece of information settles in my chest, forming a heavy little stone of realization.

Dominic said as he took the phone off speaker. “Is she gone?” “Yes,” Dominic said and grinned. “She’s going to fucking ruin me, isn’t she? She planned a whole wedding and got a ring in two days? Who the fuck is this woman?” “She’s a Vittori and it’s best to get used to it because she won’t change and either you embrace it or she’ll make your life hell,” Dominic said. “I guess I’ll see you at the courthouse later for my wedding. I wouldn’t even be surprised if she bought me a suit,” Lev said and Dominic could hear knocking in the background. “Hang on.”

Renata wasn’t comfortable talking about her personal situation with Domingo, especially when she knew she had some fragments of feelings for him even though she hated to admit it. “You know who Eduardo is, don’t you?” She asked. “Edu… Eduardo? Who is he?” He raised the glass to his mouth and sipped from it. “You don’t have to lie to me… You know Constanza and I’m sure…” she was cut off by Domingo who stepped closer to where she stood, making her have her back against his bed. “I was once married to Constanza and I know how evil she can be, but I don’t know why you want to get involved with this… Edu…”

she uttered, crying even more. What the fuck was she talking about? Staying with Domenico must have messed with her head because there was no way he was anything close to whatever she had going on about. “Isa…” as he made an attempt to touch her again but she slapped his hand off quickly. Fear and horror written all over her face. Now, what the hell is going on with her? “If you had a wife and a child, why did you marry me,Don Moretti? Who is Ava and why haven't you ever mentioned that she existed or that you've been married before.”

She glared at him, this tone playfully, "I am not chasing after Domenico." "Oh really?" He wriggled his brows and she loosened up and let out a laugh. She was chasing after Domenico de Cerintti. "He puts my female ego to shame unlike you" she shot him a smirk, "I have to make him take that back. I, Rosetta D'armani would have Domenico Cerintti crawling on his knees to me." ********* Domenico didn't drive his car to school that day so he trekked home. The heavy rock in his chest was getting heavier and heavier, he felt suffocated and a walk through the streets of Italy provided a little comfort to his damaged soul.

Lorita had written, "I went to 'discuss work' with Dom on purpose that day. I just wanted to stir things up. The moment I appear, Dom will always side with me without question." "It wouldn't matter even if you were pregnant." "Dom doesn't care about you." Pain shot through Domenico's chest. He scrolled up, and Lorita tried to snatch the phone back, shouting, "Don't look at that, Dom! Don't read it!" Lorita's cold mockery and scheming went all the way back to when she first met Domenico. From the moment he saw her surviving in the shadows of the famiglia, he started comparing her struggles to his own as he climbed up the famiglia's ranks. She had used that and somehow gotten Valentina's numbe

Kurt said with pride in his voice. “Wow, a Doctor! Smart as well as beautiful!” Domenic said. Kurt growled, and Domenic rolled his eyes. “Down boy, you know I don’t swing that way,” Domenic said with a wink to Grace. Grace giggled And Cassandra smiled much to Kurt’s annoyance. “Still, Dom watch yourself with my girlfriend!” Kurt snapped. “Your girlfriend? I thought that “ Dom stopped very quickly as Kurt glared his murderous stare at him. He thought that This woman was just another “associate”, Kurt had never introduced anyone as his partner. The woman beside him blushed very deeply.

“Hi, handsome! And Hello, Pretty boy! Look at you, looking delicious tonight, Rhett! Who needs food when we could eat you up! Am I right?” “You usually are,” I chuckle. Mr. Moran looks very uncomfortable and Dominic kisses Rhett and then me and whispers, “he goes to the club without his wife and has a dom.” “Daddy, I’m going to Arrianna’s room,” the flirty daughter says with a pout, while the other one sits down silently. “Rhett, would you like to come outside for a smoke?” Dominic asks, winking at me. I know his intentions.