Uncle Dominic's Touch (2 page)

You wouldn’t guess it by looking at the private school she went to, though. The students that attended Hawthorne High came from prestigious families, and although one would think they were preppy and conservative, the majority of the students were freaky as hell and knew just about every sexual position known to man.

This summer was going to be different, though. She was going to give herself to Jake. She wanted her virginity gone. The weight of it hanging over her felt suffocating at times. A stupid thought to some, but she really did think it was time, and gauging Jake’s feel on the whole thing, he thought it was time as well.

“I am so hard for you right now, Chloe.” Jake continued to whisper against her neck. His hand was now pressed against her inner thigh, his thumb stroked over her tender flesh.

She was wet, so incredibly soaked that she could feel the silk of her panties pressed between her thighs. Awkward wasn’t even a word that described how she felt. Here she was, so aroused she could hardly breathe, while her parents drove them home.

She wanted to press her legs together and tell Jake now wasn’t the time, but although she thought this, she couldn’t make her body cooperate or form the words.

When his thumb teased the saturated folds of her pussy, Chloe had to bite back a moan of pleasure.

“So, Jake honey, are you excited to start Columbia in the fall?” He pulled his hand away just when Chloe’s mother turned around in her seat.

“Oh yes, Mrs. Crawford.” Jake took Chloe’s hand and brought it to his mouth for a gentle kiss. “I am also so happy Chloe will only be a few hours away.”

Joanna smiled. “Yes, Edward and I couldn’t be happier that she got into John Hopkins. Just both of you remember that you need to focus on your studies.”

“Oh yes, ma’am.”

That was Chloe’s parents, always worried about what the future held. Just one time she would love to hear them talk about something other than school and a profession. Chloe was following in her parent’s footsteps and becoming a doctor, but there was a small part of her that ached for something else, something simplistic.

She wanted to feel a passion and drive that didn’t revolve around good grades and passing boards. With where she was headed, those thoughts were pretty much a fairytale.

Chapter Two

By the time they pulled into Aunt Clara and Uncle Dominic’s driveway, the sun was high above them. It was only May, but already the heat was steadily climbing. Her father pulled around the wraparound driveway, and when he stopped the car everyone piled out. The car ride had been a grueling five hours, and despite the fact that Chloe should have been used to the trip, her body ached.

Before they even reached the front door, it opened, and Aunt Clara rushed outside, a wide smile on her face.

“I am so glad you guys made it here safely.” Clara wrapped Joanna in a tight embrace and then did the same with Edward, Jake and then Chloe.

Clara took a step back, arms still wrapped around Chloe’s waist, and eyed her almost quizzically. “I’m sorry we couldn’t be there for your graduation, honey. I got called into an emergency surgery and Dom had a meeting with new recruits.” Her aunt's comment seemed less than sincere.

“That’s okay. I’m just glad we’re finally here.” And she was. Chloe had instantly felt peace when she arrived at the cottage. It was as if the stress of the last eight years of school had melted away.

Clara smiled, but even that felt forced. Her aunt wasn’t known for her gentle nature, but Chloe knew there was definitely something bothering her. Gripping Chloe under the chin, Clara turned Chloe’s head from side to side. “You sure have grown up beautifully, Chloe.”

“You just saw me in December.” Forcing a laugh and stepping back from Clara’s unyielding grip, Chloe smiled almost automatically.

“Oh to be so young again. How I remember when I was your age, so beautiful and popular. You know, I had every guy eating out of the palm of my hand.”

Chloe loved her aunt, but Clara had a way about her. Conceded wasn’t even a word that fully described her. “You act like you’re ancient. You’re only thirty-six.”

Clara scowled but then seemed to catch herself and laughed halfheartedly. “You are too kind, sweetie.” Clara rolled her eyes, her tone dry. She turned away from Chloe and ushered everyone into the house.

Chloe didn’t want to go inside yet. She felt the sun hit her back and turned to enjoy the scenery. Memories crashed through her and if felt as though she couldn’t get enough air into her lungs. She always felt at home here. A silly thought she conceded, but given the fact this was her aunt and uncle's house, she couldn’t help but feel at home here.

Looking out over the lake, she watched as the sun cast a silvery glow across the water. It was like millions of tiny diamonds twinkling back at her. The sight reminded her of the day her aunt and uncle got married. The water looked exactly the same. The horizon towered in the distance, the snowcapped mountains seemed majestic and imposing all at the same time.

“Beautiful isn’t it?”

That deep, scratchy voice had her instantly smiling. Turning, Chloe watched as Uncle Dominic stepped out of the house and made his way toward her. For an instant, Chloe couldn’t help but admire him. The white tee he wore did nothing to hide the raw power and rippling muscles. They flexed and bunched with every step he took. The khaki shorts and flip flops he wore seemed almost out of place on the hardcore solider that had seen too much war.

Unease settled within her at where her thoughts went. This was, after all, her Uncle Dominic. She tried to tell herself that technically they weren’t related. He was her aunt’s husband, only related by marriage. That reason did nothing to help the guilt she felt. She had known him her whole life. She looked up to him, hung onto his every word. He was the only one that ever truly listened to what she had to say.

When he stopped in front of her, his smile was wide. He was so much taller than her meager five foot four inches. Craning her neck back, she couldn’t help but really examine him. It seemed like it had been ages since she saw him last, hell, it had been.

His smile was bright white and straight. Dragging her gaze up over his square jaw and chiseled cheekbones, she stared into his eyes. The color always reminded her of the ocean. It was such a startling contrast to the coal black color of his short, dark hair.

“It really is.” He pulled her into a tight embrace and turned them so they could both stare out at the lake.

“I’ve missed you, kiddo.” He ruffled her hair and she elbowed him in the side. They stood there, just the two of them, only the wind whistled through the trees to keep them company. She could have stayed there all day, but her aunt’s high pitched voice broke the serenity.

“Hey! Would you guys come in already? We're going to head out on the boat in a little bit.”

Chloe turned to see her aunt standing in the door way. Her tone was clipped, almost as if she were angry..

“Come on, sweetie.” Dominic’s tone had suddenly gone terse, but he kept his arm around her shoulders and led her into the house.

When they passed Clara, her aunt made an exacerbated noise. There was obviously something that bothered her aunt, and Chloe had a feeling it had to do with Uncle Dominic.

****

Chloe slipped her sunglasses on and closed her eyes. The boat gently rocked back and forth from the waves, almost lulling her to sleep. The feel of the sun above her, heating her skin, made it bead with sweat and had her sigh in content.

“You look so freakin’ hot.”

Chloe turned her head toward the sound of Jake’s voice and smirked. “Could you be any louder? My parents are just on the other side of the boat.” Sliding her glasses down the bridge of her nose, she squinted up at him.                           

Jake was propped on his elbows. Sweat dotted his forehead and muscular chest. Leaning in, he ran his tongue along the shell of her ear. “That bikini is barley enough to cover your tits and pussy, baby.”

Smacking him on the arm, she quickly sat up and looked behind her. Her mother, father, and aunt were all sitting on the padded bench on the other side of the boat. It was clear from their laughter and glasses of wine in hand, they were oblivious to anything else.

“Would you just keep it down? The last thing I need is for my parents to hear my boyfriend talking about how hot I look.”

Jake raised an eyebrow and leaned in again. “I could say how much I want to fuck you. How do you think they’d respond to that?”

Chloe suddenly felt hot, which had nothing to do with the heat of the sun. In just the short time since they arrived at the cottage, Jake had gotten even more aggressive with his sexual advances. Not that she minded, they were innocent gestures, she had concluded, but still, she certainly didn’t want her family to overhear.

When he started to move his hand up her leg, she swatted it away and stood. He let out a frustrated sound and mumbled something under his breath that she couldn’t quite decipher. Walking over to the edge of the boat, Chloe leaned over it and stared at the water lapping at the side of the boat. She felt Jake’s presence behind her and rolled her eyes.
He doesn’t give up easily, I’ll give him that.

Feeling slightly annoyed that he wouldn’t listen to her, she decided that if he wanted a little tease then she would happily give it to him. Chloe turned quickly and pressed herself against his chest. Her breasts rubbed along the hard, unyielding expanse of his chest seductively.
Hard, unyielding chest?
Her heart stopped instantly. The sunglasses did nothing to hide the glare of the sun overhead and she stumbled back, as much as the edge of the boat would let her.
Oh God.
Big hands latched onto her arms to steady her. Snapping her head up, she shielded her eyes with her hand and stared at who stood in front of her. Dominic.

 Horror and embarrassment lanced through her like a hot poker. Chloe felt her face become hot with mortification.

“Oh God. I am so sorry, Uncle Dominic. I thought you were Jake.” Squeezing her eyes shut and wanting to scream, she knew she should just keep her mouth shut.

He was quiet for far too long. Chloe dared to meet his intense stare. She knew what she had done and said looked extremely bad, no matter how innocent it had truly been. Well, maybe not totally innocent, but that wasn’t the point.

“Is that the kind of stuff you do with Jake?”

It wasn’t like she had dropped her bikini bottoms and presented herself to Jake or anything, but she wasn’t about to point that out. Shaking her head furiously, Chloe removed her sunglasses. Dominic’s brow was lifted, as if he actually expected her to answer.

“You really want me to answer that?” Heat flooded her again. Why couldn’t she just keep her mouth shut? The only clothing he wore was a pair of swim trunks. Her gaze was riveted to the massive muscles upon muscles that layered his chest.

What the hell is wrong with you?
Why couldn’t she look away? Why was she thinking these completely inappropriate thoughts about him? God, she was disgusting.

“Yeah, I really do.” Tone brokering no argument, he crossed his arms across his chest which caused everything to bunch and flex from the strain.

She slipped her sunglasses back on and dropped her head. What could she say? “I’m sorry?” What was she apologizing for? Pressing her breasts against her uncle’s chest because she thought he was her boyfriend, or staring at him like she couldn’t control her libido? Her throat felt like sandpaper and she swallowed roughly. She just wished this day was over.

“Listen, I know you’re eighteen now and a grown woman, but while you're staying here, I don’t want you and him,” he stabbed a finger behind him and Jake, “to be getting into any trouble. Do you understand me?” When she didn’t speak, he continued. “In other words, Jake better keep his dick in his pants.”

Wow. Blunt.

“Um...” How awkward was this? Chloe looked over at Jake. He had his headphones already on and his music blaring. Chloe forced herself to look back at Dominic. She said the first thing that came to her mind. “That won’t be a problem.” She didn’t know how Jake was going to take the news, but she sure as hell wasn’t about to try anything with him now.

“Good. Now get under the shade before you burn, sweetie.” The hard tone in his voice vanished and he smiled before turning away and walking back over to where everyone else sat.

Chloe moved over to her towel and sat back down next to Jake. He didn’t stir and she was glad. What would she have told him anyway?

Chapter Three

A week already passed at the cabin. Chloe had successfully avoided Jake's attempts, but she could tell he was becoming short-tempered over the situation. He was more aggressive with his advances, something she wasn’t used to with him. The last two years with Jake had been about gentle touches, sweet caresses, and softly spoken endearments. This new Jake was almost frightening in his intensity to go farther. 

Trying to push her worries over the situation away, she focused on the fire in front of her. They had gone boating earlier in the day, and now everyone sat around the fire pit. Thoughts on other things, she hadn’t heard Jake speak until he nudged her.

“I’m sorry, what?” Turning to look at him, she saw his wide grin.

“I said, would you like to walk with me along the lake a little later? I saw this really romantic little cove not too far from here.”

Chloe knew where he was talking about, and romantic wasn’t really what she would have called it. The “cove” was a bed of fallen, rotten logs and jagged rocks. The only romance she could even picture there was the small, postage stamp sized beach, but even that left much to be desired.

“Sure.” It was getting late, but she wasn’t tired and she would still be able to see the house from the cove. She didn’t like venturing too far from the cottage once it got dark.

Her answer seemed to placate him for the time being and he turned from her, his gaze back on the fire. Chloe reached into the bowl of watermelon, grabbed a chunk and brought the thick, pink flesh to her mouth. Biting into it, she felt the juice slip down her chin. When she lifted her eyes, she locked gazes with Dominic. He watched her intently as he leaned back in his chair. He brought a longneck beer bottle to his mouth, took a drink, and then turned his attention to the conversation her parents and aunt were having.