"Fuck!" Dominique cursed over and over again, punching his steering wheel several times. He was furious at himself.
'Unbelievable! I let her play me in her palm!' Embarrassment and frustration were evident all over his face.
He tugged his hair tightly, shaking his head. He wanted to erase the remnant of Athena's sensual touch in his mind. 'Damn it! Why did I think of Sabrina while being pleased by another woman?'
Dominique couldn't believe that he even uttered Sabrina's name in the height of ecstasy. He was face slapped by his own action! It was just a slip of his tongue. How dare he think of Sabrina?!
He reclined against the driver's seat, closing his eyes as his chest rose and fell with the effort to calm his turbulent emotions. Silence enveloped the confined space of his vehicle for several minutes.
After collecting his thoughts, Dominique felt the urge to see his doctor. "I need to verify whether I'm cured or not."
