BethanyThey barely made it into the house before he tore her shirt off of her. She reached for his and returned the favor. Thick muscle shivered under her fingers as she gripped his arms and wrapped her leg over his hip."God, you smell so fucking good. Like vanilla and sex." He gripped her other leg and forced her to wrap her legs around him as he walked them toward the bedroom.The beer and shots from earlier had fully engulfed her to the point of being drunk. She had little inhibition before, and it was much worse with her state of mind. She lowered herself a little and rubbed against the thickness of his erection."I want you inside of me." She lifted back up, rubbing her nipples over his hardened skin. "Take my bra off.""So demanding. I almost like it." He worked her bra off as she kissed and licked at his neck, pressing her teeth into the soft skin below his ear as he growled, "Be careful. You'll mark my skin.""Good." She pressed her mouth to his ear as she reached between th
DamonHe had trouble falling asleep with her beside him for fear if he did, that he would wake up to find her gone again. She slept curled up against him, her breasts heavy and tucked against his side, her lithe arm across his chest, fingers gripping his side as if she were scared too."What are we doing, baby?" He kissed the side of her head.She mumbled something and snuggled in closer as the morning light shone through the window behind him. The smell of their sex stained the air and left him wanting more of her. It wasn't just about the intense pleasure, but about being one, being locked against her and working to bring her to acknowledge that something special existed between the two of them.Fucking Bridget and every other girl in his past had been about finding release and saying thanks for the ride. It was so different with her.He brushed her hair back again and let his fingertips trace her eyebrow as he studied her petite features. She could have anything she wanted from him
Bethany"Turn to page eleven, and you'll see our final report on the inventory system implementation for Zarpeth. As a member of the team, each of you needs to read through the document and sign off on the documentation. It's simply a summation of your work and our recommendations to Mr. Talling." Damon glanced around the room.He stood at the front of the conference room, Delilah beside him, looking like the angel she wasn't. The woman was stunning and stood far too close to Damon's side for Bethany's liking, but there was nothing she could do about it. Damon should have shifted over or made it more obvious that he was uncomfortable with her closeness, but he didn't.He continued to plow through the meeting agenda and barked his commands at any and everyone around the table. Something had to be going on between the two of them. Sex? Maybe, but there was no way to know for sure.Bile rose up in Bethany's throat at the idea of him sleeping with anyone but her. The memory of making love
Bethany"Bethany? That you?" Martha's voice was comforting in ways that didn't make sense, but Bethany was willing to take anything she could get."Yeah," she called out to the Bryants’ cook and maid. "I just came by to talk with Kent for a little while.""He's out back, working on his golf swing. Take the stairs beside the pool down to the grass, and you'll see him." The older woman laughed as she stuck her head out of the kitchen. "Or just follow the sound of cursing. His swing is off today, and he's not too happy about it.""Thanks." Bethany glanced over toward Martha and paused as she stepped out of the kitchen."What's the matter? You look like someone died." She ran her hands over Bethany's shoulders, squeezing softly. "You okay?""No." Bethany glanced down. "I quit today.""Quit what?" The look of shock on Martha's face didn't help the sickness playing around in the pit of Bethany's stomach."The firm. I can't do it anymore." She shrugged. "Let me go talk to Kent, and we'll cat
DamonThe meeting had been short, which was good, but fuck if he didn't have a million things to say to the beautiful brunette that stole his heart. His pride kept his tongue tied up as he walked out of the room and took a sharp right to walk back to his office.Delilah was upset about Bethany's report she'd turned in, but he'd yet to see it. After he checked his messages, he would ask his new senior manager to produce Beth's report so that he could check it out himself. It was a coaching moment that he could have with Beth if nothing else."Damon." Delilah stuck her head in the room, her blue eyes a little wide as if she were scared."What? Make it quick," he barked, glancing up from a pile of papers on his desk. She was beautiful and reminded him of a better version of Krista, but she was the past. He couldn't even force the feeling that something might happen between them. It wouldn't happen now like it didn't when they were younger. He was unfortunately lost to everyone thanks to
DamonDamon closed the door behind him and dropped down into his chair. He reached over and pressed the speaker phone button."James. Tell me you have some good news. This fucking day is making me want to break open the oldest bottle of brandy I have and drink myself into oblivion." He closed his eyes, praying like hell that James wasn't about to deliver more bad news.Beth walking out of the firm on the pretense of quitting was not only a horrid situation for him personally, but he would be facing one fucked up shit-storm when he got to his father's that evening. Beth was family and no one treated family like it would appear that he treated Beth."Hey man. I read over the audit reports and the recommendations. We're going to rebuild the inventory system using the programs you've noted here. I hired a new general manager for the Florida plant earlier this week. He's on the ball and will give you a call later this week. Thank you for all of your hard work. You’re an invaluable member o
BethanyShe had to get over her depression. It covered everything in a dark gray tint and left her wanting to sit on the couch and stare at the wall. She could cling to a tight facade of indifference when she was out in front of other people, but when she was at home alone, there was no reason to put forth so much effort.The date with Philip the night before should have been fun. He was a great guy and so incredibly safe for her from a relationship perspective. Sadly enough, all she'd done the whole time was talk about Damon, think about him, cry over him... it was disturbing."Stop it," Bethany grumbled angrily as she sat up and tossed her pillow across the room. She'd cried her way through another long night. How long would the pain and sorrow over losing him last? "Forever."She pulled herself out of bed, using her anger as fuel to push herself through a quick shower. She got dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before pulling a sweater over the top of her head. A quick brush
Bethany"I wasn't asking you to." She paused by the door and glanced over her shoulder. "What would you do for love? Would you give up your rights and become whatever your lover wanted you to?""Is he asking that of you or are you forcing yourself to believe a lie to stay protected from possibly the greatest thing you might experience in this life." His gaze darkened. He was pushing at her, and she knew it."Would you change everything, Kendal? That was the question."He pulled his phone from his pocket and glanced down as his expression changed."Yes. I would change everything for the kind of love that promised to sustain me through loss and death, through fear and loneliness. There isn't anything I wouldn't give up for that.""Not even your rules?" Her eyebrow lifted. She had him."Perhaps that's the only thing." He smirked and shook his head. "Get out of here and go mend what you've almost let get broken. It's not worth all that, and if I stand correct, neither you nor Damon have r