Page 23 of Protecting His Woman
Dhalia was staying over with some friends.Smithy and Pete had done the same.Frank was with The Lords, or she imagined he was with them.Betsy was fast asleep upstairs, and she sat downstairs in the main living room, touching her lips, thinking about Damion.
After he had thoroughly kissed her, they were interrupted as he got a phone call.She didn’t ask him what the call was about, as she figured that was private.He brought her home, promised to see her soon, and waited for her to walk into her house.He had only driven off, when he was sure she was home safe and sound.
Sharing a dinner with Betsy, her other siblings had stayed long enough to ask if she was okay.None of them had stared at her lips, so she truly believed she was obsessing for no good reason.Her lips did not show she had been thoroughly kissed this afternoon.Getting to her feet, she had to do something, otherwise, she would go crazy, so she started to clean stuff that had been left in the main sitting room.
Gathering up the cups, she took them to the kitchen and couldn’t help wondering in that moment what was happening to her mother.It was a split-second way of thinking, because the truth was, since she had turned her mother over to the Thames’s, life here had been so peaceful.Other than Frank bringing craziness to their world, everything felt so easy, so smooth, so peaceful.She knew her mother was a problem and had been for so long.
Gripping her neck, she was tempted to call it a night, but as she was about to, there was a soft knock on the door.
Vicki quickly checked the time and saw it was a little after eleven at night.It was never good when you got a knock at the door at this late hour.Worried about her siblings, she rushed to the door, not even checking the peephole, and there was Damion on her doorstep.
She quickly noted that he wasn’t wearing the same suit as he did earlier.There was no reason to question why.
“Good evening,” Damion said.
“Damion.”
“Can I come in?”
“Yes, yes, of course.”She stepped back, giving him plenty of room to enter, then closing and locking the door once he had.“Betsy’s home.”She didn’t know why she told him that.
“What about the others?”
“They’re all out with friends.”
He nodded.She looked at him, and he stared right back at her.
Vicki didn’t know what happened next.One moment, they were staring at each other, and in the next, she was in his arms, and they were around his neck, and her lips were on his.
Somewhere in the chaos, he’d picked her up and carried her back into the sitting room.She was so pleased she had tidied everything before he arrived.
While they kissed, Damion sat down, and he did so with her straddling his waist.He ran his hands up her back, sinking into her hair, and then down, going toward her ass.She cried out, and he seemed to swallow the sound, as he gripped her ass tightly.His touch drove her a little crazy, and she couldn’t help but moan.It was just a simple touch, but it felt amazing.
She closed her eyes, and in the process, ground her pelvis against his.Doing this made her realize Damion was very aroused.This made her pause, and within seconds, her eyes were open, staring at him.This was fast, and yet she didn’t feel afraid.
He reached out, tucking some of her hair behind her ear.“You’re beautiful,” he said.
Vicki didn’t know what to do or say.She just stared at him.
He smiled at her, and this time, she couldn’t help but smile back.
“You don’t need to be afraid when you’re with me, Vicki.”
“I have no idea what I’m doing,” she said.And then, it dawned on her that he could be playing her to get what he wanted, and she sat back.She was still on his lap, but not sitting quite as intimately.
“What is it?”
“I ...I don’t want you to use me.I’m not ...I don’t, I’ve never been with a man before, and I don’t want to be with you unless you’re completely serious about this, and it is something you want,” she said.
Her heart pounded inside her chest.She couldn’t believe she had said that to Damion Archer, of all people.This was insane.
He picked up a twirl of her hair and played with the strand between his fingers, and while he did this, he seemed to be so deep in thought.She had no idea what was going on inside his head.Damion was, in fact, a real mystery to her.He could have any woman in Old County.They would all fall for him.Why had he chosen her?She was nothing special, at least, that was what most people thought.He saw exactly how special she was.
“Why are you here?”Vicki asked.
“Because this is where I want to be.”
“Damion, you could have anyone.”
