Bethany"I haven't been with my man in the better part of a week. It sort of causes a girl to go nuts when he's near." She pressed her hands into his chest and let the feel of him between her thighs drag her into depravity. He could so quickly do it."I owe you some attention for sure." He moved his hands up and cupped her throat carefully. "Get up and take your slacks off. I'll clean up that mess you've made in your panties.""No. It's okay." She moved off his lap and took a step back, only to have him reach up and grab her wrist."I wasn't asking, baby. Do what I said." He tilted his head to the side, watching her intently.Her pulse spiked, and she nodded, unbuttoning her slacks and glancing back toward the door. Had they locked it?"It's locked," he mumbled as he pulled at her waistband.The slacks dropped to the floor, and she stood there, not quite sure what to do. Sex in Damon's office always threw her off a little."I can make sure." She reached for him as he gripped her hips
DamonThe smell of Beth clung to him, leaving the rest of the day difficult to get through. Focusing wasn't usually an issue at all, but he wanted more, so much more of her. Something had to give.After kissing her goodbye, he closed himself in his office and muddled through a few more projects until it was time to head over to Masquerade for Ben's party. Bethany had promised to get Ben over to the club and to blindfold him just for shits and giggles. Everyone would be there. Ben was one of the beloved members of Damon's staff.A knock at the door caused him to glance up. "Come on in."Surprisingly enough, Damon's dad stuck his head in the office. "You got a few minutes?""Of course, Dad. You don't need to knock." Damon leaned back and let out a sigh. "What's going on?""You're going to Ben's promotion party, right?" His father gave him a stern look."Of course I am." Damon snorted. "You should be too.""I am, but only for a few minutes." His father dropped down in the seat in front o
Damon"Just don't get the cops called on us, buddy." Philip patted Ben's back as he walked toward the large dance floor in the center, pulling Sadie along with him."Are they?" Damon turned and put his hand on his hip. "Really? I thought he was into you?""He was. Thanks for the reminder that I'm old news." Bethany pushed out her bottom lip, looking too cute for her own good."You're always front and center for me." Damon reached for her hand as the music started to play from the speakers in the ceiling. "Ben... the DJ is over there, man. Tell him what you want to hear. It's your night, buddy. Congrats.""Thanks, bo- Damon." He smiled and jogged toward the bar as several of the staff followed him.The dance floor filled up, which was good. Damon was used to playing the stiff asshole at the office. No one at the firm had seen him let his guard down, and he wasn't sure he necessarily wanted that to start tonight but dancing with his woman? Hell yes."Remember this place? Bottom level, t
Bethany"Did you have fun tonight?" Damon reached for Bethany's hand as they walked toward the house."Yeah. You sure you don't need to go back to the office? I honestly understand if you do, Damon." She squeezed his hand and moved in front of him.He wrapped his arms around her as she fumbled with the keys. As silly as it was, there was something so right about them being there together, waiting to walk into the house they shared. It was dreamy and a little overwhelming."No. I'll put in some extra hours next week. Tomorrow is your graduation, and then Matt comes in on Sunday. I have my office here at the house if I need to wrap something up. Stop worrying. I'm yours for the next few days." He kissed the side of her neck, causing chill bumps to race down her back."Good. That sounds incredible." She pushed the door open and walked toward the kitchen, the sound of her heels filling up the hallway. "You go change, and I'll make us something to drink.""That's my line." He popped her bu
Bethany"You ready to go?" Damon moved around the bed, working on his tie and trying to get his feet into his shoes as Bethany stood behind him, checking out her dress in a full-length mirror."Yeah. I'm sorry about the alarm. That was stupid of me. I finally got you in the bed last night, put the wine up and crawled into the bed to snuggle with you a little before you fell back asleep. I figured I would get back up and read a little. I never got back up." She huffed and brushed her hands down the front of her dress. "Does this-""It's beautiful." He moved toward her, gripping her hip and pulling her toward him. "Fix my tie and let's get out of here. You have to line up in thirty minutes and traffic is going to be a bear.""Okay. I'm sor-""No more apologies, Beth. It was an accident." He touched the side of her face, smiling as she worked on his tie."What? I keep thinking I know that grin, but it means something new every time I see it." She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and
Damon"You sure you don't want me to go?" Beth lifted her head, her eyes sleepy, her voice thick with exhaustion."No, baby. I'll get Matt and Erica, and we'll come back here so you can see everyone. Sleep in. Last night was crazy. I didn't know your mother could drink like that." Damon leaned down and kissed the side of her head as she grumbled something incoherent.The girl was sexy bent over his desk, but nothing beat her morning look. So innocent and beautiful. He forced himself to take a few steps back from the bed. If he didn't leave soon, he'd find himself tucked up behind her in exploration mode. Nothing sounded better."Love you," she mumbled and rolled over to her other side, leaving her back to him.He waited until her breathing slowed to lift the covers. Her shorts had tangled around her thighs, and a little bit of her ass was hanging out near the bottom. Sucking his bottom lip into his mouth, he stifled a growl and reached out to caress her.He'd almost made contact when
Damon"Hey, you!" Damon walked toward his brother, Matt, as the big oaf jogged off the plane and used the rope as a hurdle."I'm home!" Matt wrapped Damon in a tight hug and lifted him off the ground as Damon grunted. Matt might have been the little brother, but he wasn't little at all. Not by a long stretch."Hi, son." Damon's father moved up and wrapped Matt in a hug as soon as Damon released him. Matt's smile was so big, it had to have hurt his face, but he didn't seem to notice."Sick of Seattle already?" Damon asked as they walked toward baggage claim. He could only imagine that Matt would have one to two bags. He was a groomsman in the wedding and Karen might kill him if he didn't have his shoes and accessories that she and Bethany had picked out and shipped up to Seattle. Why in the fuck they expected Matt to keep up with anything was beyond Damon."No, it's beautiful up there, but there's no place like Texas. It's early spring, and it feels like heaven." Matt gave a goofy grin
BethanyThe week had been far too much fun with Matt back home. Shopping and movie watching, eating out and going through old photos had been the go-to activities. Damon had been there for the majority of the time but had to slip off to the office every once in a while. With Matt home, it was hard to be upset about Damon needing to work. The only problem was that the week went by far too fast.Bethany woke up on Thursday morning and lay in the darkness beside Damon, her mind racing with the fact that they were going to be married on Saturday. She was thrilled and yet terrified. She was just learning how to be a good girlfriend to the wayward alpha male. But being his wife?"Is there any difference?" She rolled onto her side and reached out to run her fingers down his arm. His muscles flexed, and he groaned softly as she traced his bicep."You talking to yourself, sweetheart?" He was still half-asleep from what she could tell."Maybe." She moved up behind him, pressed her chest to his