BethanyBethany woke Erica just before one. The pretty blond changed quickly, and they were on their way to locate the wedding reception room. The wind blew through the open ends of the hall, sweeping in behind and in front of them. The warmth caused Bethany's skin to break out in chill bumps. She wrapped her arms around herself and breathed in deeply."Oh man. I need this serenity so much. Everything has been moving far too fast in my world for my liking." Bethany glanced toward Erica, a flash of red catching her eye behind her."You'll have to tell me about it sometime."Bethany nodded and turned, her eyes locating the source of the brilliant color. Matt."Hey, you. Come up here with us. We're going to decorate. I bet you and Erica could get it done in half the time of the rest of us." Bethany stopped and waited for Matt to join them. His bright red shirt had blue and yellow birds decorating every inch of it. It would have been tacky on anyone else, but on Matt it was fitting. He ha
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