DamonThe make-out session the night before was just enough to set his nerves on edge. Maybe it was more than that. Maybe knowing that the whole family was flying out to Jamaica without him was part of it."Get over it." Damon leaned toward the mirror in his large bathroom and pulled the razor down the side of his face as he eyed himself. How nice it would have been to let his sexy girl sit on the countertop in front of him and help him get ready for work.Knowing the two of them, it would turn into something hot quick, and he'd be calling in - every day. A smile lifted his lip, and he accidentally nicked his chin."Dammit." He set the razor down and grabbed the towel beside the sink to press it tightly to his face. He couldn't help but wonder what everyone was up to. The quick text to Bethany had him thinking more and more about his family than he would have before meeting her.Matt was terrified of Erica, which was almost humorous. They were a perfect fit for one another, and if Mat
DamonDamon sat down in first class on the plane and let out a soft grunt as he stretched his legs out. The older woman beside him glanced over and smiled."I love it up here. I never thought I would be able to afford this, but my Fred finally made it big just before he passed." She shrugged and leaned back in her seat."I'm sorry to hear that." Damon buckled his seatbelt and pulled the blind down on the window. "What did he do for a living?""Oh, don't be sorry. He was a mean old bastard."Damon smiled, unable to help himself. Would Beth tell a similar story when he died of old age? Always sweet and loving to her, but a cock and a half to everyone else.The woman crossed her arms over her thin frame and chuckled. "He worked in the shoe business. Built up a small chain of shoe stores around the nation.""Very interesting. What's the name of the place?" He turned his head a little to focus on her. She was pretty and must have been a looker back in her time. Soft spoken, but there was a
BethanyThey wrapped up the decorating after a few hours of moving quickly and following Erica's vision to the smallest detail. The room looked incredible, the vision of it bringing tears to Bethany's eyes. She moved toward the door and stepped out into the hall, wiping her face and walking in to take it all in once more."Looks good?" Erica called to her."I've honestly never seen anything so breathtaking. Great job to all of you."Bethany's mom walked over and pulled her into a tight hug. "Thank you, baby. There's only a little clean up left to do. Go grab you a magazine and hit the beach. Enjoy yourself, and I'll come find you in a little bit.""You sure?" Bethany squeezed her mom tightly once more and moved back."Yes. Go. I'll watch out for Matthew. I know he's a little nervous around Erica.""Can you blame him? The woman's a beast."Her mom chuckled and shook her head before walking back toward the rest of the crowd who seemed eager to keep going. Bethany let out a soft sound of
Bethany"He just told me that we're both a blessing to him and that he's not Dad. He promised to never hurt either of us, and he told me to love him enough to come talk to him if I felt like he was slipping on those promises."Bethany's mom lifted her hand to her face and let out a soft cry. Bethany reached over and rubbed her mom's leg, the years of pain and agony having been a common sharing between them for so long."I'm so glad you found him, Mom," Bethany whispered and removed her hand from her mom. She reached out and took the magazine and tossed it behind her, not wanting to watch Bridget smiling up at her any longer."Me too." Bethany's mother sniffled once before reaching behind them. "Who is this?"She held the magazine up and turned it to Bethany."It's Damon's ex. I've seen her around the last few weeks, but finding out that she was, or is, a model is a little deflating.""Why? What she does has very little to do with who she is as a person.""Yeah, I guess, but she's insa
BethanyDinner was delicious, and the company was superb. Matt seemed to have a second sense that she was upset, or should be. He sat beside her the whole night, making jokes and calling attention to himself, which diverted it from her. She laughed more than she remembered doing for a long time. All of her worries over Bridget, her friends, and her relationship with Damon seemed to melt away. Being in the presence of people she loved and that loved her made all the different in the world.When dessert was presented, Bethany excused herself, the clock on the wall close to her reading eight fifty-five. She didn't want to miss an opportunity to talk to Damon and wouldn't survive him being a dick because she was late. His timetable was only set to remind her that he was in charge and for the moment - she was good with that. She needed him to be in charge, to take charge of her.Matt looked disappointed when she stood up and said her goodbyes."What? Dessert just got here. What girl passes
BethanyShe let out a soft sigh, but got up and locked the door. "She's going to be back any minute.""Dinner was at seven and Matt's there. She'll be back at ten and not a minute before."Bethany started to protest, but he cut her off. "What are you wearing? Give me details so I can imagine it.""A yellow sundress." She climbed back onto the bed, her voice shaking slightly."And underneath it. Tell me what you have on under your pretty dress." His voice was steady, the lust in it ever-present."A pair of white panties.""No bra?""No. It doesn't really allow for it. I had on a bathing suit top earlier, but it's off now.""Mmmmm. I love your breasts. Tug your top down and slide your hands up your ribs, cupping yourself. Let it be my hands, baby. Tell me how much you can hold, Beth. Are your hands big enough?"She slid her hands up and curved them around the base of her breasts, her hands barely covering anything. "I can't wrap my hands around them.""I can't either baby. I love trying
BethanyThere wasn't time to react or to say anything. Damon crashed into her, pushing the door shut behind him. He was on top of her, his body hard and more than ready for everything he had promised. Beth wrapped her arms and legs around him, kissing him several times before moving her tongue up the side of his neck."What the fuck are you doing here?" She tugged at his shirt as he moved up a little to start removing clothes."Making love to my woman.""You were on your way here the whole time?" she growled at him and started undoing buttons.He chucked his shirt behind him and fell back on top of her, his hands moving to cup her butt and rub against the wetness he created."Yeah. I wanted the foreplay over so I could just fuck you long and hard. Forgive me." He kissed her chest again before tugging her straps lose and pulling the front of her dress down. "Fuck yes."She arched, screaming softly as the fingers of one of his hands slipped inside of her, his mouth spreading over her br
BethanyDamon pressed a shaky hand to her before licking along her back and over the curve of her ass. He pulled out and let out another groan. Bethany collapsed on her stomach, the air so damn hard to breathe."Roll over and let me hold you, lover." Damon moved down and pressed his body against the top of hers, brushing her hair back and kissing her lips a few times. "I couldn't imagine you being here without me. What if you found some hot cabana boy who could fuck better than me?"She let out a short laugh, her fingers running up and down the damp skin of his muscular back. "That isn't possible. You are the best fuck, ever.""That's almost crude, dirty girl." He nipped at her lips and rolled off of her and onto his back. He reached for her, and she moved toward him, tucking against his side and glancing up at him."Erica is going to be back any minute, baby. You need to go.""Nah. Matt knows I'm here. He was helping me with keeping you occupied until I could get here. He'll tell Eri