In Control

Bethany

She glanced up from reading a magazine on the bed in the room as the door opened. Damon walked in, looking like he'd been up for three days straight.

"Hey." He gave her a tight smile and dropped his bag just inside the door before pulling off his suit jacket.

"Hi, baby." She got up and moved toward him, pulling him down for a long sweet kiss. There was no fire to it, but it was almost a good thing. They were dancing around each other as if they were both waiting for the other to strike, to pull back and deny the other.

"Your flight go okay?" He kissed her again and ran his hands over her hips to squeeze the top curve of her ass.

"Yeah. It would have been better with you being with me, but I was still pretty pissy toward you, so maybe not." She smiled and pulled from him, turning and walking toward the bed. "Come lay down with me until we have to go."

"Sounds like a plan to me." He pulled off his tie and undid his shirt before letting it drop to the ground behind him. "Why were