Page 21 of Love Me Forever

“Mornin’ Gorgeous. You’re up early,” he states.

“Good morning, I was letting you sleep in since I conked out on you last night,” I tell him as I continue walking towards him, wanting his hands on my body and his lips on mine. He’s turned me into a walking horn dog. When I get to him, he holds me by the nape of my neck and kisses me. I hold onto one side of him, my other hand sneaking inside of his pajama bottoms where I’m met with his hard cock. I want him so badly, our kiss breaks, but I don’t let go of his girth. “Fuck, Amelia just like that,” he says as his head drops back. While he’s not looking, I drop to my knees and peel down his pants. I instantly bring the head of his cock to my mouth and slowly suck him down to the back of my throat. It’s taken me practice, but I’m finally not gagging. A feat that Damien isn’t too fond of, apparently, he loved that I knew nothing on how to please a man and he was the lucky one to teach me just what he wants.

“I’m about to come,” he grunts out and I work harder and faster, bringing my hands to his balls and playing with him as he comes. I swallow it all. I sit back, knees to my ass looking up at him as he tries to regain his composure. When he slowly opens his eyes, he reaches for me immediately. His lips go to mine, not caring that the taste of him is on my mouth. I pull away, finally getting up the nerve to tell him those three little words that I’ve been dying to say yet waiting to see if he would say them first. He never did, though.

Looking into his eyes I say, “I love you, Damien.”

I’m not expecting him to say the words back so when he returns “Thank fuck, love you more than life Baby.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

Damien

I fucking hate that we both had to go to work this morning. Yet, here I fucking am at work, in another suit, waiting for my next phone conference to come in. I’m beginning to hate having to come into the office just for a telephone conference, I see a lot of working from home for myself in the near future.

Shit, if you would have told me a year ago, I’d be following in Justin’s footsteps, I’d have said you were out of your god damn head, but now I am contemplating doing that exact thing. If I could get Amelia on board with hiring a few extra hands to help her out, so she’s not always so tired and ready to pass out by the time dusk hits, that’d make it perfect.

This week is Valentine’s Day and after this morning, telling each other how much we both mean to each other, I know what I’ll be doing and what I’ll be making her. She’ll be Amelia Marie Jones by the time this year is up.

I rub at my chest, knowing this is what I want and that ache that has been in my chest is Amelia. She’s worked her way in there and she’s there to stay.

Before I know it, lunch is here in the form of Amelia at my door with sandwiches, chips, and drinks. I get up and head straight toward her, needing her near me.

“Hey Gorgeous,” I say as I kiss her, and as much as I want to deepen it, I know if I do, lunch won’t be eaten and with her dark circles under her eyes, she needs food to keep her energy up. Valentine’s Day can’t get here fast enough. These past weeks are taking its toll on her and I do not fucking like it.

“Hey Babe, I brought in your favorite,” she says with a saucy smirk, knowing good damn and well sandwiches aren’t my favorite, but she’s making sure we don’t eat like shit while we’re at work.

“Turkey on whole wheat?”

“Yes, gotta keep you healthy.”

We go to the conference table and the only thing, I want to eat is her. I want her on top of this table with me feasting on her pussy. I’m not so subtly adjusting myself when I see her looking at me and licking her lips, fuck this woman. She’s my match in every single way.

“You keep looking at me like that, I’ll be the only one eating lunch and my lunch will be you, Gorgeous,” I hear her indrawn breath and see the want in her eyes.

“Damien,” she sighs aloud and comes over to where I’m sitting.

I grab her hips and sit her in my lap, “Yea,” I say.

“I want that but I have to hurry and get back to Birdie’s. This week, as much as I love the profit it’s bringing in, is showing me just how much help, I really need and full time help at that.”

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