Stuck Between Two Different Worlds

By E.L Discipline

We have all come from a woman. We have all been nourished, carried and molded from/by a woman, and because of a woman. However, a males seed is the jumpstart to the circle of life. Strong men simply need women. A strong man needs a woman or women, who is or whom are truly his. At his feet. Being his backbone. Anything less is not a fulfillment to him. Weak men will never understand this. Weak women will never be able to grasp this concept. Monogamous... were we really created to be monogamous? Most men are afraid to even ask their lady for a threesome, knowing damn well, they would love to experience one. How do you know she doesnt want to experience the same? What keeps you from articulating this to your significant other? It is because of judgment, resentment, perhaps both? Are we really suppose to be monogamous? Society programs us where we are almost required to get married. Seventy percent of women do not love their husbands, they just have a desire to be married. Its like they are in love with marriage itself. They love love. Fifty percent of men, just love the chase, the conquer. What is society really making us believe? You will find your soulmate, truly love one woman or man forever? Yet again, no matter the gender, people cheat, they flirt (that's still cheating by the way), with their eyes. They flirt with their mouth. Their thoughts. Hearts. Emotions. They dream of others and think of others while engaging in sex with their partner. Who comes up with these rules? The rules of how its suppose to be? Is it society? Religions? Rulers of the free world? If one person is made for all of us, why are marriages failing, why are relationships not lasting as long as expected? She is unhappy. She feels she is not desired, appreciated, or loved enough. He desires more. She is limited. She cannot provide. She is not supportive enough. He could be wealthy, but he cannot provide that emotional connection. He might not be wealthy, but he can provide that mind blowing sex. He doesnt have money or mind blowing sex, but he can provide that mental or emotional connection. I'm just speaking hypothetically. We are all programmed growing up watching Disneys animated movies like Cinderella. Girls are like, "when I grow up, I want that! Relationship and marriage goals!" What can I say, most women, not all, but most are followers. The men do minimum to get their attention. And women do minimum to none to keep mens attention. Some men are pussy whipped. Some women are just clueless on what real men want. They alter their bodies, and their personalities to attract men. Looking for "the one", and men alter their character to get them. Everyone is living a lie, to obtain something so real. Now, what is really polygamy? Polyamorous? Perhaps it's not a fetish? Perhaps it's not cheating? Do you believe a man can love or have a strong deep connection with more than one woman? Do you believe a woman can have two soulmates? Are people nowadays falling out of love with their partners and falling more in love with what their partners provide or are willing to provide?

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jun 25, 2018
• ISBN: 9781546247548

E.L Discipline

Born and raised in New York, E.L Discipline is educating the masses on the true form of spiritual connections and knowledge. He is the author of The Seduction of Discipline, The Importance of Discipline, and Discipline’s World. With his fourth book, The Immortality of Discipline, E.L Discipline has now stepped into the realm of paranormal horror, giving readers a thrilling experience, they would never forget. His reputation for being known as the king of erotica is widely spreading and is changing the way we view relationships forever. His tenacity as an entrepreneur has caused him to develop a number of projects. From an eclectic Model, to marketing and social media advertising. His knowledge has reached towards network marketing and working with small business owners and celebrities, in new and upcoming promotions.Also, as a certified fitness trainer, he mentors and teaches about endurance not only in the body, but the mind as well. His will to dominate has pushed him to master a variety of enterprises. His books are creating ripples everywhere, and his education speaks volumes. His goal is clear, as he has one main purpose in mind: To change the world, one reader at a time.

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Published by AuthorHouse 06/23/2018

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CONTENTS

Acknowledgment

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Conclusion

ACKNOWLEDGMENT

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W hen it comes to fruit, there are apples, there are oranges, pineapples, berries, etc. When it comes to ice cream, there is vanilla, there is chocolate and all other type of flavors. When it comes to vehicles, there is Lamborghini and then there is Ferrari. Sometimes, it doesn’t need to be one choice. Sometimes you can have both. Why must we make a single choice in life? Perhaps, it doesn’t have to one choice. It doesn’t matter what type of woman she is; submissive, dominant, CEO, entrepreneur, corporate, classy, shy, naughty, quiet, every woman wants to be in a collar. A secret fetish, they all have, fear to reveal because of judgement or resentment. Every woman has two sides to her. It takes the right type of animal or man to bring it out. There are dark desires, where only trust and comfortability can reveal. Show me a woman whom never wanted to be dominated and I will show you a liar. -E. L Discipline

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PROLOGUE

W e have all come from a woman. We have all been nourished, carried and molded from/by a woman, and because of a woman. However, a male’s seed is the jumpstart to the circle of life. Strong men simply need women. A strong man needs a woman or women, who is or whom are truly his. At his feet. Being his backbone. Anything less is not a fulfillment to him. Weak men will never understand this. Weak women will never be able to grasp this concept. Monogamous… were we really created to be monogamous? Most men are afraid to even ask their lady for a threesome, knowing damn well, they would love to experience one. How do you know she doesn’t want to experience the same? What keeps you from articulating this to your significant other? Judgment, resentment, perhaps both? Are we really suppose to be monogamous? Society programs us where we are almost required to get married. Seventy percent of women do not love their husbands, they just have a desire to be married. It’s like they are in love with marriage itself. They love ‘love.’ Fifty percent of men, just love the ‘chase.’ The ‘conquer.’ What is society really making us believe? You will find your soulmate, truly love one woman or man forever? Yet again, no matter the gender, people cheat, they flirt (that's still cheating by the way), with their eyes. Mouth. Thoughts. Hearts. Emotions. They dream of others and think of others while engaging in sex with their partner. Who comes up with these rules? The rules of ‘how it’s suppose to be?’ Society? Religions? Rulers of the free world? If one person is made for all of us, why are marriages failing, relationships are not lasting as long as expected? She's unhappy. She feels she is not desired, appreciated, or loved enough. He desires more. She is limited. She cannot provide. She is not supportive enough. He could be wealthy, but he cannot provide that emotional connection. He might not be wealthy, but he can provide that mind blowing sex. He doesn’t have money or mind blowing sex, but he can provide that mental or emotional connection. I'm just speaking hypothetically. We are all programmed growing up watching Disney’s animated movies like ‘Cinderella.’ Girls are like, when I grow up, I want that! Relationship and marriage goals! What can I say, most women, not all, but most are followers. The men do minimum to get their attention. And women do minimum to none to keep men’s attention. Some men are pussy whipped. Some women are just clueless on what real men want. They alter their bodies, and their personalities to attract men. Looking for the one, and men alter their character to get them. Everyone is living a lie, to obtain something so real. True relationships are where, you can tell each other everything. No secrets, no lies, 100% trust and openness with no judgment. It doesn't matter if that's your girl, it doesn't matter if that's your husband. If you do not engage in the things I've stated above, you may not be in a true relationship. You may not want to hear the truth, but there it is. Now, what is really polygamy? Polyamorous? Perhaps it's not a fetish? Perhaps it's not cheating? Do you believe a man can love or have a strong deep connection with more than one woman? Do you believe a woman can have two soulmates? Are people nowadays falling out of love with their partners and falling more in love with what their partners provide or are willing to provide?

CHAPTER 1

T his man, Dominick, he did not do anything half ass. He did not half anything. He did not half care, he did not half love, he did not half work, he did not half fuck. It was all or nothing with him. Therefore, if he ever had plans to back his Slave into the corner, up against the wall…. grasp her by the throat with his massive hand, kiss her deeply, kiss her passionately, kiss her roughly, he was going all the way. All the leg shaking, the position flipping, the heavy breathing, the intense moaning, pounding and grinding, KIND OF ALL THE WAY. They have their adventures.

The passion between the two left Estrella with thoughts of them for days after and while Estrella was at home, she asked Dom permission to pleasure herself. Whenever she was locked away in her work office, she was always trying to watch their videos. Her and Dom’s videos, that is… Dom’s big dick going into her, dripping and tight pussy, stretching her out. That video would just make her pussy twitch, instantly. When she was at home and she didn’t have the children, it was the same shit. If it were her weekend with the kids, and Dom was at the club late, she would lock herself in her room. With permission from her Master, Dom of course, she would begin to touch herself. That’s why she always kept her speakers on mute or had her headphones plugged in, because she was a screamer. She could not keep quiet and she would witness this of herself when she would watch the videos of the both of them. Fucking, making love, having sex, soul to soul connection. And Dom would record them all the time when they would engage in sexual activity.

Estrella was now sitting on her bed, playing in that fat pussy. She had her head thrown back and was holding her pussy open with one hand while digging herself out with the fingers of her other hand. She would glance at the video from time to time but, when she threw her head back, she would shut her eyes and just listen to Dom and herself on video. His voice alone turned her on. His commands were her needs. His Discipline was required and His Dominance was craved. She would just listen as Dom spoke to her in the videos, while he was digging her pussy out. Deep in her tight pussy, which accommodated his fat, long dick. They were made for each other. Her tight, drenched hole was now expanding and her tunnels were closing as he goes deep with his fat, long, chocolate dick, like he was looking for buried treasure. She shut her eyes and listened to them speak to each other in the video…. Yeah, pull all that juice out, Kitten! Cream on my fat, long dick baby girl. Dom would shout out to her. Estrella could hear her own voice in the video, yes Papi, que rico! Toma! Please! Toma Master!! Es tuyo! And Dom would reply, yo se. She could hear how wet she was in the video she was watching from her phone, as well. As Dom kept stroking, all you could hear were sounds as though children were smacking water. Sounds as though they were stirring Mac and Cheese or whipping up some tuna in a bowl. The sound of Estrella’s pussy turned her on even more. She licked her lips once … twice … three times. Dom was fucking her from behind in the video. He pulled out, just to stare at her gaping hole. Then he started eating her from the back. He was tasting all that, sucking on that thick clit and burying his nose in between Estrella’s juicy, wet pussy lips.

Then Dom rose up, shoved his still erect big dick inside Estrella’s gaping hole. He fit perfectly. Like he already molded his dick size in her. The girth, the length. His dick throbbed inside her. It’s like her pussy was his home and he fit right into where he belonged. That made Estrella’s pussy hole get tighter. She felt her cum building up, like a balloon expanding in a wooden box. She asked Dom ahead of time when she touched herself, if she could cum as well. Therefore, she wouldn’t bother him by asking again, just in case he was busy at work or with the family and she wouldn’t need to suffer and wait for a reply, while she was dying to release. Even though she didn’t mind waiting for him. She would wait for him forever, for as long as he wanted. However, if she had a choice to cum, when she was about to reach her orgasm, she would love to just cum. She then came on her fingers and licked herself clean off of them. She showered afterward and then crawled into her bed and went to sleep. She slept like a rock. She slept like a baby.

The next day arrived and she texts her Master, ‘I love watching the videos of us together. It’s like when I see your big dick inside me, in these videos, it’s huge and when I see it in person I feel like your big dick, gets bigger. Dominick laughed to himself, ‘claro, tan bella. And you know it’s that Haitian, Jamaican, Cuban, and Puerto Rican in me.’ Dom texts back to her. Both Dominick’s parents were mixed. His mother was Puerto Rican and Cuban and his father was Haitian and Jamaican. It was like a Caribbean connection. Estrella then said to Dom, no, it must be that Haitian and Jamaican in you that gives you a lot. You know American women love y’all because they have never seen anything like you men where they are from. American guys don’t put out like that. It’s definitely that Haitian and Jamaican dick. It’s that foreign dick that will get you lost in yourself, Master. And by ‘dick,’ I’m referring to only yours Daddy. It’s that Haitian and Jamaican in you. Not the other ethnicities you have. They both laughed. He then added, ‘what about you Latinas? Always have that fire between your legs, always soaking wet and ready to go. You do know you women are the highest ranked, as far as having the most children and at an early age.’ She laughed but she didn’t say a word, she just laughed. Estrella knew Dominick was correct. ‘And you give head like you were sucking on a limoncello or a quenepas.’ She corrected him, I’m wet because of you. Because of your dick and how you impact me, and as far as how I suck on you, well, you drive me crazy to do that, good girl, but I want to constantly be bad for you. She continued to tell him…. Oh, and I love that beautiful dick of yours Master, but, it’s not the only thing I love about you, as you already know. Please do not get things misconstrued. I love all of you. Your dick is merely a bonus. A really, really great big bonus. I need to not look at our photos or our videos at work, because I get mini orgasms.’ Dom laughed. Then she continued to go on… ‘Yes, mini orgasms, just watching us interact. You, handling me like that, I just love it. Our voices. The way you talk dirty to me, oh god, how I love when you talk to me like that.’ Dom then texted back, ‘you’re funny kitten.’ And he texts her once again, ‘I wanted to tell you how I want those lips on mine, and not just the ones you use to communicate and verbally speak.’ She squirmed, letting out a long breathy sigh he obviously couldn’t hear because they were still texting each other back and forth. He then continued to tell her more, stimulating her mind and controlling her senses…. ‘I envisioned nailing you against the wall and pumping my big dick into you from the back.’ Dom’s potent energy must have reached all the way over to where Estrella was, flowing to her clit and making it pulse in anticipation. Estrella texts him, ‘oh Master, why do you wish to make me suffer so?’ Dom continued torturing her, as she would put it. ‘I would be fucking the snot, fucking the shit and fucking the drool out of you.’ She texts him back, ‘that sounds so beautiful.’ He then told her, ‘call me!’ She said, ‘okay, I’m going to go into the restroom, as you know I am at work.’ He replied, ‘do what you must, but call me!’ She then went into the bathroom, into one of the stalls and she called him immediately, hello, my Master. Como estas señor? She said to him…. He smiled on the other end of the phone and replied, bien, bien y tu? She said, I’m doing great now! He said, I just wanted you to call me because I wanted to hear your voice. He then reminded her, remember when we first met? Before we ever had sex? I met you and you weren’t even submissive? You were so stubborn and hard. So tough and closed off. Your walls were built up so high. Walls you created. You couldn’t believe a word I would tell you. I remember when you finally opened up to me and it came time for us to get down, dirty and nasty. And we were planning to fuck, remember what you told me? She answered him, yes Master, I said, I hope you can back up all that talk. I can see your dick is big, but I hope you know how to use it. Dom then chuckled, you were so disrespectful, she grinned on the other side of the phone and said to him, sorry. He smiled, I had to make you eat your words, and what did I say? Dom asked her and waited for an immediate response… Let me see how well your memory is….. Estrella said, you said to me that you were going to fuck me so hard, I wouldn’t ever want to leave you. You said you were going to fuck me so good, I would see you in my dreams. He grinned and said, you are so right, baby girl. Then Estrella continued….. And then you kept telling me you would bury yourself so deep inside me, I would feel hollow when you weren’t around. You said you would imprint your essence so deep into my soul that anyone that attempted to entertain me, outside of you, would need to know you well in order to understand me. Master, you were so right. Then Dom said, man, your memory is good. Fuck it, it’s better than good, your memory is like an elephant’s. She replied, thank you Daddy!" He then told her he needed to get things in order for the fitness and night clubs and he had to run. They would text each other soon and wished each other a good day. Later on he texted her saying he wanted to meet up. Why? He wanted her badly. He told her exactly where to go, exactly what he wanted her to wear and exactly at what time they should meet.

There were so many floors and elevators in the hotel Dom and Estrella met at and Dom was just anxious to get to his Slave. He needed to touch her, like he needed to breathe. He finally got to her room and walked up to the door. He knocked and heard Estrella’s Spanish accent telling him to give her a second. He heard some heels clicking on the floor and then she opened the door, butt naked except for a pair of six-inch stilettos on. He looked her up and down while she stood there with her hands behind her back, staring at the bulge in his pants. His firm gaze sent chills up her damn spine. He said to her….Nice shoes. She stared down at her feet looking at her shoes smiling and then he grabbed her by the throat and shoved his tongue in her mouth. She was all over him. She placed her hand on his face and he grabbed her by her wrist. He grabs both wrists, pinning them to her lower back as he then takes over. Overpowering her. Overwhelming her. He lifted her up off the ground and walked her over to the bed, and tossed her on it. He took his shirt and wife beater off. Then he lifted her legs in the air and spread them wide apart. Damn, look at that fat pussy, he whispered to her. It’s all for you, Papi. Toma! She gave consent. Dom wasted no time diving right in. He said to her, you know I fucking love Spanish food! She giggled and he started eating her out. That giggle and laugh turned into a loud moan and serious grunts. ‘Yeah, laugh now but you will whine, and cry later’ were his thoughts. Twenty seconds of Dom going in on her, her legs began to convulse. Her legs were shaking like a leaf in the wind. He had her legs shaking like James Brown. Shaking like she was having a seizure. He grabbed her pussy lips into his mouth. She was trying to stay still but she was moving like she was attempting to run away. Dom grabbed her thighs, where the fuck do you think you’re going? You’re not going anywhere, he informed her. He turned her around putting her on her knees, get on your knees! Doggy style! He commanded sharply. She did as he commanded and he slapped her hard on her ass cheeks. He put his hands on the top of her back, on her rear deltoids as he pinned her down, and said to her, now, you can’t go anywhere, and when you cum, I’m drinking that shit!!! She gasped loudly, yes Master! He ate that pussy from the back. Dom stuck his big tongue into her pussy and her asshole as far as he could. He got up but had her remain the way she was, he then started fucking her face. He started fucking her face with his huge, long 9 and ¾, almost ten inch, thick, muscular, chocolate dick. She gagged, oh she always gagged. She would never really get used to his size, even after these few years of them engaging in sexual activities. He took her hand and guided it onto his balls. She started squeezing them just right and he felt a nut building up. I’m about to cum, I feel it Kitten, open your fucking mouth, he said as he growled at her. She shut her eyes and opened wide with her tongue out. He then changed his mind, as a matter of fact, fuck that, I’ma cum on your tits. Then he changed his mind once again, no, I rather cum inside you. That made her smile, she loved when he came inside her, and he loved to cum inside her. She screamed when he shoved his big dick all up in her pussy once again and then froze, like he was trying to feel her cervix. He placed her on her back and held her there for a moment. Her legs suspended in the air, he pushed them back as if they were going towards her ears, giving her a chance to get used to his size. Then he began to give her those 50 strokes at varying speed. He flipped her on her knees once again. She collapsed and relinquished the pussy to him completely. He slithered his hands from behind her, he went underneath her arms and grabbed her breasts, while he was still thrusting her from behind. He pinched her nipples… She loved nipple play; she would have orgasms when he tugged her nipple with his lips while lathering it with his tongue or with his hands as he was doing now. The smell of her as he leans over to bite her on her rear deltoids, her shoulder … the texture of her skin is intoxicating. His dick swells to an enormous size and she moans from a mixture of pleasure and pain. He wanted to lodge his hardness deep inside her. He forced her face in the mattress and climbed up from behind her. Within seconds, she was bucking and catching a rhythm with him, pumping that pussy up at him. Slapping that plump Spanish ass back against his strong pelvis. He grabbed her right and left ankles and lifted them up off the bed, while the side of her thighs, touched his. They were both in that good dick, wet pussy dripping, pounding of a session. At the end of the day, he needed the space for his own sanity. His own preservation. And she was at his beck and call. She was at his disposal, she was down for whatever, whenever, and however. He pulled out of her to watch that gaping hole. He started eating that pussy from the back. Her juicy delectable pussy made him salivate. Dominick was sucking the lining out of Estrella’s (Estrella, which meant ‘star’ in Spanish) pussy. But, he never called her by her first name, he had a nickname for her, and it was ‘kitten.’ She had a nickname for him which was; ‘Papi,’ ‘Master,’ or ‘My Dom.’ Dominick paused to speak to her, your pussy is like sunshine, on a rainy day. Your pussy is like fucking fireworks in the middle of a snow storm. It was like flowers in the middle of a dessert or some shit. My goodness! He got up for air. He grasped her ankles so she could not move and planned to devour her pussy where she laid. He could not get enough of her cookie, perhaps he wanted milk with that? He flipped her over, so now she was on her back…I got you where I want you! He spoke to her as his head rose up from her sweetness, from between her legs, so he could stare into her eyes when he said it. You’re not going anywhere until you bust that in my mouth, my slut! He then went back into it, he went back to work on that pussy of hers. His tongue worked her clit like it has never been worked before. Dominick and Estrella loved when they talked dirty to one another, it was another great way of them connecting and communicating with each other. It was that firm, impeccable bond they had. Dom didn’t have that type of bond anymore with his wife Sofia. He could barely call her a ‘slut,’ or ‘his bitch,’ in bed without her getting uptight. He traced numbers with his tongue on Estrella’s clit. I mean Dominick did love Spanish food after all, he could eat Estrella all day long. Dom’s wife and slave were both Hispanic descent. Dominick was a mixture of a little of everything but mostly Caribbean. He was Haitian, Jamaican, Cuban, Puerto Rican. Dom got her pussy good and dripping wet, teasing her, as if he was not about to give her some of his good dick. He commanded her, don’t fucking move bitch! To some women, being called some derogatory terms are a turn off but to women like Estrella, it was a turn on. Dom could call her, ‘worthless, ‘slut,’ ‘whore.’ Those terms just made her wetter. Some people, they would think Estrella and Dom had a weird relationship. To Dom and Estrella, their relationship was normal. She did not move a single muscle. He pulled out some handcuffs and a blind fold. This was nothing new for the two of them, they have a Master and Slave dynamic, they proactively engaged in BDSM and they are both fulfilled. He fills her needs and she fills his wants. She replied to his command, yes Master. He put the blind fold over her eyelids and then commanded once again, put your hands above your head. She did as he instructed her to, yes, papi, with complete compliance to his will. He unlocked the cuffs and placed them on her wrists, then locked them back up. He held one of her wrists with one of his massive hands. He took out his already hardened dick, and slowly slid his, long, chocolate into her sweet, drenched, begging pussy. Passing through her drenched lips, now dominating her walls. She didn’t move but the lips on her mouth parted. She let out a big gasp of air, uuuuhh as his thick, long dick goes into her. Her walls closed in around his big meat immediately. He went in deep and then deeper. With each thrust, she moaned louder. Her moans echoed in the hotel room. Dominick was playing such a dangerous game, but he did not give a fuck. Such a dangerous game, but to him it felt so damn good. Her pussy lips were wrapped snug around his girth and now she was begging her Master to allow her to cum, please papi, please Master, can I cum? Mi Maestro, my Dom, my Daddy, my beast, can your kitten please cum, pretty please? At first, Dom was thinking, ‘no,’ but when she put it that way. It was so smooth, so elegant, so good for him and he was weak for her so, he allowed it, but he was going to have more of her. Yes, kitten, cum for your Master, cum now all over your Master’s big dick. She came over all over him, gushing and squirting. Slobbering all over his massive dick with her delicious juices as it dripped downward onto the sheets and in her ass crack. He wasn’t finished with her, he worked her body and her pussy some more. She could not get dry, such wetness came out of her. That Spanish pussy of hers, could leave your regular bed and transform it into a water bed. He had that type of stroke and tongue game to make her forget her own fucking name. He had that type of touch to drive her insane. That thrust that made her speak a different language. Addicted to his love, she craved his pain. She constantly begged more, more and even more. And she begged to cum once again. Can I please cum again, Master? She gripped his thick dick so firmly, this second time, Dom was not holding back. He wanted to drown with her. Yes, kitten, Daddy is cumin with you!! She moaned, he growled, and they both went in at the same damn time. Died together, drowned together in her pool of desires, just to be reborn immortal. They laid there, her hands still above her head and she, blindfolded while his arms wrapped around her flesh. He pulled out of her slowly and they both gasped for air. Damn, it just gets better and better with us kitten, Dom said. Yes, Master it does, que rico. Estrella said with such pleasure. We have not cum together like that in a long time. We normally don’t at the same time, Then Dom said, you usually cum so quick, I could barely get in like five pumps, I could barely get in like ten strokes. You’re already begging me to cum, and shit! She smiled at Dom, I can’t help it, you could just touch me and I fucking melt. Sorry for my language. She apologized after she said that. I must get cleaned up and get dressed, Dom said to Estrella. I need to get home to the wife and kids, you know how it goes kitten. She pouted and had a frown on her face but she understood. Yes, whatever my Master wants. I would like to send you my schedule for work this week and next week, for the next time that you want me, and for the next time that you call for me. Dominick smiled and nodded his head at her. They both got dressed and parted ways, but before they did, he gave her a kiss on her luscious, full lips, and hugged her. Dom always kept cologne in his car, mouth wash, and a whole bunch of other things. He was constantly on the go with work and it came in handy. But, also, he was not going home trying to smell like another woman. He knew how crazy Sofia was and he didn’t want her any crazier.

When Dom arrived home, his wife, Sofia, had just got there as well. They met in the kitchen, Dom said to Sofia, how was your day? Did you cook dinner? Sofia looked at him and didn’t say anything right away. Then after about five second she said to him, my day was rough Dominick and no, I did not fucking cook dinner yet! I just arrived home! She barked at him. He then said, first of all, watch your mouth, and second, lower your damn voice. He commanded her. Sofia was an aggressive and an astute business woman. She worked on Wall Street and she also had other thriving businesses like a hair and beauty salon as well, where she was the CEO. Work was complicated and hectic and often so stressful. She brought it home with her sometimes. She was intelligent and resourceful. An Alpha as well but, that was no challenge for Dominick. He could always tame her, slap her back down to reality, verbally, if she thought she could overstep. He then said to her, what’s going on with you? Are you stressed? Is it work? What have I constantly told you? She interrupted him as she rolled her eyes. I know Dom, and she imitates his voice, by making hers deeper, two things you must understand Sofia; Rome wasn’t built in one day and tomorrow is always another chapter in the book you are creating. Dom smiles, great impression of me Sofia. You sound just like me a little. That voice was real manly, real Dominant. She slaps him on his shoulder and he started laughing. Dom, too, was fierce like a lion. He was in real estate, he owned a few fitness clubs, a night club and a couple of casinos that were New York (where both he and Sofia reside) and some that where out of state like, California, Miami and Atlanta Georgia. Between those four states he had thriving businesses. Dom and Sofia were also business partners in certain things. For example, Sofia and Dominick, together owned half of the Miami Dolphins national football league’s team.