Gemma’s POV

My fingers traced over the contents while my mind spun in circles. Dominic possessed this adorably romantic side beneath his dangerous mafia exterior, but lurking deeper was something deliciously wicked that reminded me why he commanded fear throughout Port Serenity’s underworld. His gift caught me completely off guard. The whole thing amused me, though his nervous energy was palpable for a man who could order executions without blinking. I decided to torture him just a little.

I lifted each item slowly, studying them with deliberate care. The large black box contained an impressive collection, each piece arranged with the same meticulous attention Dominic brought to planning family operations. The longer I remained silent, the more his usual commanding composure cracked.

"Listen, goddess, if this crosses a line, we can forget this ever happened," Dominic stammered, words tumbling out in his rush. The sight of Port Serenity’s most feared Capo reduced to nervous rambling made my heart flutter.

"I suppose we should begin with this." I selected a small plug from the collection, holding it up between us like I was examining contraband at one of his warehouses.

"Do you actually like it?" His voice carried equal parts relief and amazement, the same tone he used when risky family business went according to plan.

"Absolutely not!" I replied flatly, then reached for a tongue-shaped device. When I activated it, my face split into a wicked grin. "I absolutely adore it!"

"Isaac, Gemma! You nearly stopped my heart." Dominic dropped to his knees beside me, exhaling hard like he had just survived another attempt on his life.

"Really, Dominic, I am a woman of the twenty-first century living in your world now. I embrace pleasure and own toys. The fact that you want to share this experience together thrills me more than any protection you could offer." I pressed my lips to his. "Though this tongue device is completely new territory for me."

"Gemma, you are absolutely incredible!" Dominic captured my mouth, settling between my thighs with the same confidence he used to claim territory.

"So where do we begin?" I asked, anticipation building like the rush I felt during our first dangerous encounter on his turf.

"First, those clothes disappear. Then I treat you to a proper massage with these oils, the way a Capo should worship his woman."

"God, that sounds perfect!" The thought of his hands, the same ones that had spilled blood to protect me, working over my skin made me shiver with want.

Dominic pulled me upright, carrying our treasure box to the bedside table with the efficiency of someone accustomed to handling dangerous cargo.

"Are we exploring everything tonight, or should I avoid certain items?" he asked, returning to stand before me with the predatory grace that made him deadly in Thorne family business. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Everything," I assured him. "Use it all."

His smile promised an evening I would never forget, the same smile that preceded his most ruthless family operations.

Dominic moved closer, finding the hidden clasp of my dress and drawing the fabric over my head with practiced skill. Underneath, black straps created intricate patterns across my skin, forming the suggestion of coverage while revealing everything. The lingerie had been his gift some time ago, chosen with the same attention to detail he brought to planning family hits.

"Damn, Gemma, now I cannot decide whether to remove these or take you while you wear them." His appreciation made me laugh. "Better remove them before the oils stain this masterpiece."

His fingers worked each strap slowly, his mouth following the path of removal with soft kisses. The gentleness contrasted sharply with the violence these same hands dealt to family enemies. He gathered my hair loosely, guiding me to the bed while shedding his own clothes, revealing the tattoos that marked his rank in the Thorne organization. Climbing over me, he positioned my body between his legs and reached for the silk mask.

"Tonight you experience rather than observe, goddess." He secured the blindfold before selecting another item. "This amarula oil will taste incredible on your skin."

The warm liquid dripped onto my shoulders as Dominic began his massage. The expensive oil reminded me that his illegal empire afforded luxuries most could never dream of. The scent filled my senses while his skilled hands spread the oil across my body with the same precision he used to count dirty money. Soon his mouth followed where his hands had been, kissing and tasting the oil-slicked skin. He devoted considerable attention to my breasts, alternating between gentle caresses and demanding pulls that reminded me of his dual nature. Each touch sent pulses of heat straight to my core.

His massage continued downward, covering one leg completely before moving to the other, working upward this time with methodical thoroughness.

"Amarula was made for your skin," he murmured against my stomach. "But for this beautiful center, we need strawberry oil."

The new scent mingled with the first as Dominic coated my most sensitive areas. His fingers circled and teased, bringing me to the very edge before his mouth took over with the same intensity he brought to interrogating traitors. I shattered beneath his tongue, crying his name as waves of pleasure crashed through me.

"Delicious," he praised, placing one final kiss on my swollen flesh. "Now we explore new territory, goddess."

The handcuffs secured my wrists to the headboard, quality restraints that could have come from his interrogation supplies. Dominic returned his attention to my breasts, the vibrating clamps he attached sending intense sensations through my body as he continued his exploration.

The tongue-shaped device found its target, making me writhe against the restraints as pleasure built again.

"Please, Dominic, I need you inside me," I begged, desperate for connection with the man who had claimed my heart and soul.

"Whatever my goddess desires!"

Dominic positioned himself above me, and I heard him preparing something from our collection. As he entered me slowly, his mouth claiming mine, I felt his thickness stretching me. The gel he had applied created heat and heightened sensitivity that made every nerve ending sing.

When he seated himself fully, vibrations against my most sensitive spot intensified everything. The cock ring added another layer of sensation as he began moving. I matched his rhythm, desperate for more, until my body surrendered to another powerful climax.

Dominic released the clamps, soothing my sensitized skin with gentle touches and more oil. His tender care while I remained so responsive created exquisite contrast.

"The best awaits you still, goddess," he promised, withdrawing and repositioning me on my knees.

More oil warmed my back as his hands worked downward. When he reached my bottom, his massage became more focused, preparing me carefully with the patience he rarely showed anyone else.

"Since this is our first time exploring here," he whispered against my ear, applying pressure where he massaged, "this gel will maximize pleasure and minimize discomfort."

I nodded my agreement as he continued his preparation, his other hand and mouth maintaining contact with my back.

When ready, Dominic began teasing my entrance with his length while his fingers circled my center. My arousal built to desperate levels as he entered me again, moving slowly but deeply. I felt him position something at my other entrance and moaned in anticipation.

The plug entered slowly as Dominic increased his pace. The dual sensations created tightness and pressure unlike anything I had experienced. Everything felt connected, each movement creating waves of intensity.

"You drive me completely wild," Dominic groaned, his thrusts becoming urgent and demanding.

I could not hold back any longer. His thick length filled me completely as he moved with increasing desperation. The plug created pressure and fullness that sent me spinning toward another edge. When I reached it, my body clenched around him hungrily, drawing him deeper as I shattered completely. He followed me over, pressing deep as his own release claimed him.

Dominic collapsed against me, our bodies remaining connected. His weight felt perfect, surrounding me completely with the security only Port Serenity’s most dangerous Capo could provide. After catching his breath, he carefully removed the plug and withdrew slowly. Exhaustion and euphoria battled within me.

"We have not used everything yet, goddess, but perhaps we need recovery time," Dominic said, pulling me against his chest marked with family tattoos. "Our evening has barely begun, Gemma."

I laughed at his promise, knowing the most feared man in Thorne territory always delivered. Kissing him softly, I settled against his warm, solid body, already anticipating what came next.