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
DamonHe laid beside her, watching her sleep for what seemed like forever. The ache in the pit of his stomach was a staunch reminder that he hadn't eaten anything for dinner.Damon rolled onto his back and closed his eyes, breathing in deeply and trying to decide if ordering room service was his next step, or going down to the hotel bar. It was probably located on the beach, and with his luck, he'd run into Bridget, but something had to give.He rolled over and got out of bed as quietly as possible before pulling on a pair of slacks and a t-shirt. The concern over bumping into his ex was silly and unfounded. There was nothing at all to worry about. Bridget was still lusting over him after their last breakup, but she always would. The bitch loved to play the odds more than anyone else he knew.If it wasn't likely that she could get something, she wanted it more. He smirked as he shuffled around and finally found the room key. He couldn't help but think of all the times in the past wher
Damon"It's ugly, but we can fix it. I just need some time with the team and with the executive team at Zarpeth." Damon rolled his shoulders. "I'd rather not talk about work. I need a break from all of it.""No, I agree." Matt picked up a menu. "I'm starving. You guys want to split some appetizers.""Are they still serving food this late?" Damon's father leaned back and let out a long sigh.Damon waved at the bartender and reached for the menu in front of Matt. "You guys still serving food this late?""We sure are, sir. What can I get you?" The middle-aged native leaned forward and pointed to the top of the menu. "This platter is one of our top sellers. Never had a complaint off of it.""We'll take it." Damon handed the guy the menu and glanced behind him to see a large group of women sauntering up from the water. "That looks dangerous."Matt spun around in his seat and kept spinning. "Yep. Drunk women can only mean one thing.""Trouble," Damon and his father echoed each other.The th
BethanyBethany woke to the sound of the shower going. She stretched, the soreness between her thighs delicious and a great reminder. She had the most aggressive, demanding man in the universe. She smiled and sat up, more than happy to give over to his cravings anytime.She ran her fingers through her hair and walked into the bathroom, slipping into the shower with him."Good morning, sexy girl." He turned and reached for her.Bethany moved toward him, sliding her hands up his thick chest and over his shoulders. His body was honed for sex, his face model material. She lifted to her toes and pressed a long kiss on his mouth, the warm water rushing over her.She pulled back and reached for the soap before rubbing it all over him. Using her fingernails, she made small circles over his skin to make sure he was completely clean."My turn," he mumbled, his eyes hooded again."No way. We have breakfast this morning that I plan on making. Every time it's your turn we end up sweaty and covered
Bethany"See? Told you she looked like the top of an old broom mop. You're so insanely beautiful. She's got to be jealous. I would be." He kissed her ear again and moved back, picking up a large plate of waffles and holding it in front of her. "Here, baby. Get a big one, and we'll share it."Bethany glanced down the table, unable to help herself. Bridget only seemed to have eyes for Damon, but those eyes weren't showing joy at all. She looked rather pissed.Good.*"Damn that was delicious. If I could just live here and eat platters of bacon my life would be complete." Matt stretched, his bright yellow and orange t-shirt slipping up and showing the muscles of his stomach.Bethany ran her hand over them, tugging at his shirt in surprise. "You totally have a six-pack.""Of course I do. I work out. Hellur?" He tugged his shirt down and glanced behind Bethany as they all stood around the table. "Get your woman off of me. She's likely to fall for my beauty, creating a fissure between us th