Page 33 of Protecting His Woman
This made her laugh.“You think I’m a good role model?”
“Yeah, not only do I think it, I know it.”He moved into the kitchen and it wasn’t long before she was in his arms.
This was how surreal her life had become.She still worked full-time at the diner.Damion had told her that once she got pregnant, she wouldn’t be working anymore.Vicki didn’t know if they were even attempting to get pregnant, or just taking their chances.
She couldn’t believe how quickly her life had changed.She had seen it in movies and read it in books, but never thought it would happen to her.Not that she would change it.
Her mother was no longer her problem.It probably made her sound like an awful person, but she didn’t care.Annette Reid was more of a problem than a mother.She was only going to keep bringing trouble to the door.
Damion took possession of her lips, and like so many times before, she felt her toes curl.He was a damn good kisser.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?”he asked.
“No.”
“You drive me crazy.”
She chuckled.“Isn’t that a bad thing?”
“No, because you also do this to me.”He took her hand and pressed it right over his crotch, and she felt the hardness of his erection.“Tonight, I want to kiss every inch of you.”
She gasped because that sounded like a lot of fun.Something she would very much like to have happen.
“Please,” she said.“But I need a shower.”
“Then I’ll close up here, and I’ll join you in the shower.”
Vicki didn’t need to be told twice, and she calmly made her way upstairs, although her heart raced and she didn’t feel calm at all.Going to their room again, it was such a surreal experience.She had never thought of it as her room, or eventheirroom.
Stepping inside, she didn’t linger and went straight to the bathroom, stripping out of her clothes.She turned on the shower and waited for the water to heat.The moment it was warm, she stepped beneath the spray of the water, tilting her head back.
Just as she was about to reach for the soap, she felt him at her back.Damion was already naked, and he took the soap from her.She watched a little hypnotized as he lathered up his hands, getting them ready, and he put her hands on the wall in front of her.
“Don’t let go.”
She had no intention of letting go.
She closed her eyes for just a second as he put his hands on her body.She loved it when he touched her, and she couldn’t get enough of him.He stroked down her body, skimming the sides of her, then curving down.She held her breath as he moved to the inside and started to run up her thighs, getting closer to her pussy.
Damion was in a teasing mood, as he skimmed right over the apex of her thighs and glided up.When he got to her tits, he skimmed the tips of his fingers over her nipples and it made her gasp.His touch was so light that at first, she wasn’t sure if she felt anything.Damion was a master of control.
She had no choice but to wait.
Damion did this several more times, and just as she was about to complain and beg for him to touch her, he finally did.He cupped her tits first, holding them within his palm.His lips pressed to the back of her neck, and each touch seemed to go straight to her pussy.She wanted to close her thighs, to create some friction, to enjoy the pleasure.
Only, Damion stopped her.One of his feet moved between her thighs and she felt him slide up, his leg pressed against her pussy.She cried out.Her head dropped back against him as he pinched her nipples, then soothed out the burn with his thumbs.
“I love how responsive you are,” he said.“Are you wet for me?”
“Yes.”
He groaned.“I’m going to have to see about that, aren’t I?”
His fingers slid down her body with a slowness that was starting to drive her crazy.She didn’t want him to stop, but to speed up, to give her more.It was impossible for her to think of anything but this deep need.
Vicki cried out as he cupped her pussy within his palm.One finger going inside her, followed by a second, and she felt the vibration of his chest as he groaned.
“Fuck me, you are wet, baby.Soaking wet.”
