Page 26 of Her Big Bad Mistake

“You don’t take my bullshit and you don’t fawn over me or do anything to kiss my ass and get my attention.” He tapped the tip of her nose. “I like the way you deal with jealousy.” She blushed as she remembered what she’d said to Imogene. “You don’t have to worry. I haven’t been with anyone else since you, before New Orleans. I have that photo up there so I wake up to you each morning. I know you think I’m a mistake you wish you could change, and you don’t love me yet, but I promise you by the time our baby comes you’ll love me.”

Becky pulled Damon up to her. She brought his mouth to her own, devouring him. Their lips melded and she held him tight and moved them back on the bed. Her heart filled with love for the man in front of her. She tore her mouth from his and moved so they were both on the bed, Damon hovering over her. “I’m so sorry I left. I never should have left you. I love you. I haven’t stopped loving you, Damon. When I saw you yesterday it was like a floodgate smashed open. When you looked at me all the pain I felt after seeing the photos of you with those women vanished. I’ve missed you so much.” She reached up and cupped his face. “Please tell me you forgive me. You are not my mistake. You could never be a mistake. My big bad mistake was leaving you.” Becky felt the tears slid down the side of her face.

Damon rested his forehead against hers. “We went about this all wrong. He reached across to the bedside drawer and pulled out a velvet box. He got up and knelt before her. Becky sat up. “I love you. I know you’re the one for me. I wish I could promise you that everything will be perfect. That we won’t argue, that we won’t get frustrated with each other or that we won’t always disagree, but we know we will. Nothing is perfect. I can only promise you that I will be faithful, and love you more every day for the rest of my life. I know you’re the one for me and together we can make this work. Will you do me the honor of marrying me… again? This time you can have your dream wedding and everyone will know I’m yours and you’re mine.”

Becky threw herself at him. “Yes, of course I’ll marry you. I love you.” She took his mouth to hers in a kiss as he slid the ring on her finger. She needed him. Holding Damon tight to her, she sucked on his tongue and eased her hands into his pants and gripped his tight ass.

Daman ended their kiss, moaning, “Becky, I missed you.”

Damon sat up and tugged her clothes off. She lifted up and helped. When she was in just her underwear Becky reached for his boxers, shoving them down and grinning as his cock sprang forth. Crawling closer, she licked the head before sucking it into her mouth. Damon groaned and she felt his hands rest on her head and grip her hair.

Opening her mouth, she took as much as she could of him in, hollowing her cheeks and sucking. “Oh, fuck, that feels good.” His grip on her hair tightened and the bit of pain had her sucking harder. She wrapped her hands around the base of him and pumped as she moved her mouth up and down.

His hoarse moans were turning her on. The power she felt helped and she enjoyed exploring him. Playing with his balls, she massaged them and took his cock deep.

“Angel, you have to stop. I’m gonna come.”

She sighed when he pushed her from his cock and pulled her up for a kiss. “Fuck, that felt like heaven, but I want to come inside you.”

Becky gasped and arched into Damon as he sank a digit into her core and thrust it in and out.

“Mmm, feels so good,” she panted out as he added another finger.

“Angel, you’re so wet.” Becky tightened her legs as he pumped his fingers in and out of her faster. Damon eased down, circling the tip of one of her nipples before sucking it in and repeating it with the other. Her body burnt and her sensitive breasts shot jolts of ecstasy through her. His fingers buried deep inside her as she let herself explode.

“Damon, Damon, Damon,” Becky chanted as she came apart and her orgasm washed over her.

Becky lay for a moment, basking in her bliss.

“I’m a lucky man. You’re so gorgeous. I love watching you come and knowing I did that to you.”

Sitting up, Becky ran her hands up his chest. She gave him a push to lie on the bed. Then she straddled him and slowly eased down onto his cock. “Now I want to watch as I help you to come.”

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Damon smiled up at her—she looked beautiful. Her skin glowed and her hair was a wild mess. Becky’s lips were puffy and her nipples were pointed. “I like you like this.” His hands came up to cup her breasts, and his thumbs rubbed her nipples.

She kept a leisurely pace, enjoying watching Damon’s face. He gritted his teeth, chanting to himself to hold off enough until she could build up another orgasm. The problem was he’d never seen a more erotic sight in his life. The more he studied her the more he noticed that Becky looked like a wicked angel as she straddled and rode him. Her hair flowed around her and her breasts were bigger, fuller.

Her core was like an iron grip around him, and every retreat and entry seemed to get tighter. Her back arched and her pace picked up. He bit back a moan as his body started to quiver with the need to explode.

Damon was going to come. He’d been without a sex for the longest he’d ever gone. He held her waist and moved her faster. She felt like heaven. He grinded his teeth and tried to think of gross things. He needed to stop himself from coming. She was so beautiful as she bounced, her tits wiggled and her neck arched back as she ground into him on a moan. Fuck, if she kept this up he wouldn’t last. He moved one of his hands down and he pressed on her clit, moving his thumbs in circles.

She threw her head back and slammed down on him. He felt her pussy squeeze his cock so tight it was almost painful. He pumped into her and yelled his own release. She fell onto his chest and traced her name tattoo. “I love you.”

Damon wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him. Becky was his. He couldn’t believe he’d gotten so lucky, and that a guys’ vacation had found him such a treasure. Damon knew he could never go back to being without her. “We’re going to have to move, aren’t we? You’ll want to be closer to your work. I don’t like you working, but if we are closer and you promise to call me or a doctor if anything doesn’t feel right, I’ll live. I can move and find a house closer so you can work. I know how much you love your work. I want you happy.”

Becky looked up from his chest. “I promise I’ll be safe.” She brushed her lips over his and sat up. Becky gathered his hands and placed them on her small rounded stomach. “I love this child. I have from the moment I found out. He is a part of the man I love.”

Daman grinned. “He, you think?” Damon rubbed her stomach, feeling the shape.

“I think the baby will be a boy.”

“You look beautiful. Radiant. You glow.” He leaned up and kissed her stomach. “Thank you.”

“Why are you thanking me?”

“You’ve given me more than I could ever dream of. I never thought I’d have kids. I never wanted them, but with you I want everything. I want this precious gift you’re giving me. I want to be a father.”

“I know you’ll be the best dad in the world.”

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