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“A teddy bear? A lollipop?”
I yelp when his answer is one hard thrust, driving every inch into me without mercy, together with a hard smack on my rear end.
His grunts and my moans drift out the open terrace doors until we are both tipping over the edge.
My pussy spasms, locking down and milking his cock, and when I feel the hot spurts of his seed filling me up I come undone. It seems like an eternity, his fingers digging into my hips, and I know there will be fresh purple marks there tomorrow which I will wear with pride.
I belong to this man and I want the world to know it. He leans down and kisses my shoulders before retreating and leaving me a slick, mindless mess, laying like a crime scene in the center of the bed.
“Turn around.” He orders and I know what’s next.
I spin around and crawl to the edge of the bed where he’s holding his cock down and my mouth is already watering.
“Clean me up. I want you to lick all that sweet pussy juice and my cum off my cock.”
I do as he asks, moaning as the savory flavors fill my mouth, licking and sucking his shaft, his balls, until he runs a hand down my hair, muttering, “Good girl. You can rest now. I won’t be long.” I fall into a dramatic lump on the bed with a long groan as he’s walking over to where his jeans and white shirt hang on the back of a chair and slips them on. “You gonna live?”
“Remains to be seen.”
“Well, if you need anything while I’m gone, just let Stella know.”
I nod then pout, zipping the little heart back and forth on the chain around my neck as he slips his shoes on and runs his fingers through his hair.
“I want to go with you.”
“I told you. Not this time. I have some surprises and if you come with me, New Year’s Eve will be ruined. So quit pouting. I’ll be back in a few hours. Be good. Drink your water.” He nods toward the glass on the nightstand, steps back to the bed, gives me a soft kiss, then retreats out the bedroom door.
A few minutes later, I hear the engine on the speed boat start up, and I know that he’s gone.
Half an hour later, I’m still blissful and hazy from the sex and the general euphoria of the turn my life has taken when I slip on a white bikini and make my way downstairs, thinking I’ll take a dip in the pool then maybe a nap in the hammock.
The sun is warm as I slip down into the water, listening to the ocean and thinking of how happy I’ll be when we can get my fur-babies with us and finally settle down. I’m anxious about eventually having the conversation with my father and Melany, but Damon has assured me we will do it together. And with him by my side, and my dogs safely with me, there’s not much else that matters.
I swim for a while, then dry off and swing in the hammock until my eyelids get droopy and the breeze lulls me to sleep.
When I wake up, the sun is a bit lower in the sky and I’m sure Damon should be back soon, so I head across the patio and the walkway for the open doors into the house.
“Hello, miss.” Stella is in the kitchen as I enter and she’s tapping on a laptop.
“Hi.”
“Anything I can get for you?”
I shake my head as she finishes whatever she was doing on the computer and steps back to where she’s chopping up fresh fruit and vegetables, no doubt for one of my prescribed juice drinks.
I pause when I get to the laptop and see the Google page is open.
Stella is whistling as she gathers the fruit and veggies into a bowl, then puts them in the refrigerator as she turns back to me.
“Okay. I going to be cleaning your bedroom and bathroom now if you are both out. That okay?”
“Sure. That’s fine. Thank you, Stella.”
“Yes, miss. Just call if you need anything.”
With that, she’s out of the kitchen heading for the stairs, and on a deep breath I look at the computer and my curiosity gets the better of me.
Chapter Eleven
Damon
“GOOD TO HAVE YOU BACK, sir.” Anthony grins in genuine friendship. I’ve known him for years, just like I’ve known all the staff here at Dove’s Point. He takes care of the grounds and the boats, but there have been times when we’ve relaxed together too.
“Good to be back.”
I hand him the bags from the boat, and he carries them over to the boathouse as I tighten up the mooring lines and turn off the idling engine. I’m a bit anxious, my trip took longer than expected and there’s not a lot of time to get ready for tonight.
