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“I thought so. The way the two of you look at each other is hot and all, but it’s very difficult to get together when there are others around, like the boys. I want you guys to think of a honeymoon after you’re married. As a family, we own this little island paradise that the two of you could go to and unwind. We did it and it was the best week I’ve ever spent in my life. You’ll have to go there soon.”

“I don’t want to pawn off the boys to anyone.” She said it would be their pleasure to watch over them. “How about we go after this thing with Georgie is taken care of. She’s sort of putting a damper on everything we think to do. I can’t wait for her to be sent to prison like my brother-in-law has been.”

“Great idea. I love that even better. All right, but it will have to be just as soon as it’s done withher. If there were ever two people who needed less stress in their lives, it would be the two of you.”

Plans were made and things were set up. Shipley had purchased the island home a couple of months back, and she and Locke had been making the trip to it weekly to get things set up for family. She couldn’t wait to tell Demi about it and get there. They really did need less stress in their lives right now.

Chapter 8

Demi had been working outdoors for the past two days. His body was aching and sore from all the extra activity, but he wasn’t sleeping any better. He wanted Mandy, but did promise her that he’d never push her into anything she wasn’t ready for. His heart said he was doing the right thing; however, his mind and body didn’t agree with him. Stepping into the cold shower again, all he could think about was that Mandy was only a few doors down the hall from where he was right now.

“Demi?” Shouting that he was in the shower, he prayed that no one would come into the bathroom with him. “Are you all right? I was worried because this is the third time today that you’ve taken a shower.”

“I’ve been working in the yard. I’ll be out in a minute.” He looked down at his cock and knew that if he waited an hour it wouldn’t be any different. “I’ll meet you downstairs in a little bit.”

“Are you all right?” She was not just in the bathroom with him, but she was standing close to the door to the shower, too. “Demi, please tell me what’s wrong. I want to help.”

“I’m sure you do, babe, but I’m in a bad way here.” She tossed back the curtain and exposed him. “I’m sorry. So very sorry. However, I did ask you to leave me alone.”

She didn’t say anything for several seconds, and he blindly reached over and turned the shower off. If she didn’t speak soon, he was going to be fumbling all over himself trying to tell her how—

“I didn’t think that you wanted me.” He laughed. It was that, or he was going to sob. “I’ve been trying to tell you I’m ready for you for the last week, and you would rush out the door and—I guess I’m not very good at being sexy.”

“Men are very basic, honey. You should have just come out and told me that you wanted me. I’ve been killing myself so that I could sleep at night without going down the hall and ravaging you.” She grinned at him. “This isn’t funny at all. I’m hurting and taking cold showers at least twice a day to be able to function. All the blood in my body is in my cock most of the day.”

“Can I help you with that?” He whimpered. There was no hope for him if she touched him right now. He was going to come all over the shower and her. “I’m not as experienced as you are with sex, but I’m betting that I could do something that would make you feel better.”

“If you’re teasing me right now, Mandy, I’m going to cry. I’m seriously hurting right now. One word from you and I’m not going to be responsible for what happens to you.”

“Yes.” It was the way she said it rather than the word. It came out like a hissing sound that seemed to curl around his buttocks then straight to his cock. When she reached out and wrapped her hand around him, he fell against the wall of the shower and let her do her worst to him. He was done trying to keep her from knowing just how needy he was. “I want to suck your cock. Would that be all right?”

He didn’t remember answering. Nor did he see her move. One second she was standing in the bathroom with him, the next she was naked and in the shower stall with him. Again, he reached for the valve and turned it to what he hoped was a warmer temperature.

Leaning against the shower wall he watched Mandy as she played with his cock. Licking him up one side, then down the other, following the thick vein as it pulsated. When her tongue swirled around his crown, it was all he could do to stay upright. Her hands on his thighs were warm against his skin, and when she cupped her hands on his balls, he cried out, feeling like he was close to coming. But he didn’t, holding off for the pleasure that she was giving him. Even as she fondled his balls, rolling them in her hand there was a little pain but it was so worth it to have her mouth on his cock.

Every time he thought that he was going to come, she’d sense it somehow and would change up what she’d been doing. Each time he didn’t get to come, he felt a little pang of pain in his chest, likeall his love was stored up there and just waiting for her to allow him to finish. Holding back, trying to make it last, was the last thing on his mind. Demi wanted to come hard enough to blast his cum all over her. Then she swallowed him past the tightness of her throat, and he cried out again.

Coming had never felt so good. Fucking her throat, harder than he should have he knew, had him emptying in her three times before she pulled away. Looking up at him, her lovely mouth bruised slightly from what they’d done, he pulled her up from the floor. Pressing her to his body he slammed his cock deep inside of her pussy even as he pressed her against the damp wall.

With her legs wrapped around him, he fucked her hard. Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him to her mouth as he kissed her savagely. Tasting blood, he nearly backed off, but she pulled him tighter still. Lifting her up by her ass, he took her breast into his mouth and suckled hard on the pert nipple she offered him.

Demi thought that he could go this way for days, loving her, making love to her body. But her need was pounding at him so he slid his finger down her ass crack until he came to her little rose bud. Pressing against it slightly had her screaming out his name, even as he kissed her mouth to try and silence her. Nearly bucking him off, he held tightly to her until she came three more times. His own body had been used up, and now he was taking her so that he could empty deep inside of her one more time.

Neither one of them moved as he stood in the shower holding her. Her body was still coming, small tremors that had his cock staying semi hard. Lifting her up when she told him she needed to stand up, he slid from her body and picked her up in his arms. Taking her to bed, he was surprised that she’d made it when she’d come up here. Laying her on the bed, he nearly didn’t make it to his own side before his body just fell forward. He was as spent as he’d ever been.

Waking up for what seemed to be only seconds, he looked at the clock and couldn’t believe it was morning, and he’d slept through the afternoon and night. Reaching out to find Mandy, he realized that she’d gotten up long enough for her side of the bed to be cold. Getting into the shower again, his body aching. Again. Demi scrubbed his body from head to his feet before feeling like he’d been chopping wood for the past couple of days, and his body was telling him he’d been a fool.

Getting dressed, no easy feat with the way he was feeling, he made his way downstairs only to remember that the boys would be gone from the house already, as they’d been planning to spend the day with Shipley to learn about a gun. She was the perfect person to teach them gun safety, so he wasn’t worried about them. He found Mandy in the kitchen going over a list that she’d been keeping since moving back in.

“Good morning.” He kissed her, careful of the little bruise on her lip. “I was just thinking that since it’s Saturday, we should get some of this list tucked away while the boys are with Shipley. She said she’d feed them lunch and keep them until four if we had things to do. Do we have things to do?”

Grinning at her, he kissed her again. “I can think of all kinds of things we can do, but I think you broke me. I know I’ll never take a shower again without thinking of you.” She cleared her throat, and that was when he saw their cook. Her face was pink with embarrassment, and he couldn’t for the life of him summon up an apology for her. “I’d love to take you to the store to get this stuff. We’ve put it off long enough, I think.”

“Good. I was hoping you’d say that. Let me tell Shipley where we’ll be in the event something happens and we can be off.” While she was on the phone, he did apologize to Grace. When she simply waved him off, he smiled at her. It was fun having someone around who could be there for a good joke or whatever. “Okay, that’s taken care of. We need to get going so we can get there and back before it’s too late.”

Since he’d slept so late, they decided to get lunch on the way. He’d been cooking for the school for the past week and had been enjoying it a good deal more than he thought that he would. However, getting up at four in the morning was exhausting. Getting there early enough to turn the ovens on was the only reason he didn’t sleep until six-thirty and feed the kids by seven-thirty.

The first day of doing it was hit-and-miss. None of the kids had been told they’d be gettingbreakfast, so they had actually trashed a lot of the food they cooked. However, on the second morning, there were seventy students lined up to get a hot breakfast, and twice that many more on the third day. After that, even the teachers were in line to get something to eat, and there were very few leftovers anymore. He was given permission to serve pancakes if he wanted, but he’d have to use the large grill. While he knew how to use it, he wanted someone to come in and give him a once over so he’d not mess things up for the lunch ladies that came in around nine. He’d not realized that the first lunch was served at ten-thirty.

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