by Anna Durand
"But you won't break your no-panicking vow."
"That's right. I understand if you don't believe me, though."
He kissed my forehead. "I believe you, Heidi. I have to get back to work, but we could have dinner tonight. In my wagon. The atmosphere will be sensual and seductive."
"Just like you. Please say you'll make love to me tonight."
"That's a certainty." He kissed me, taking his time, making me feel warm and liquid in all the best ways before he peeled his lips away from mine. "Meet me in the wagon at eight."
"Okay."
He walked out the guest-house door.
And I went upstairs to take a nap. Yeah, I actually slept. Despite knowing Damian's parents were coming tomorrow, I felt more relaxed and at ease after talking to him. When he held me in his arms, all my anxieties melted away. Maybe that meant something, and maybe I'd panic if I let myself examine it more closely, but I'd worry about that later. Tonight, I planned to revel in the pleasure of making love with Damian.
Tomorrow… Well, I hoped his mom didn't lay that frigidity curse on me because I needed to have sex with Damian. Lots of sex. And talking too.
If his mom cursed me to silence, that might be even worse than no sex.
Wow. I loved talking more than screwing. Who knew that could happen?
Chapter Sixteen
Damian
I would've loved to say I cooked dinner for Heidi, but I didn't have that kind of skill. Making mac and cheese from a box was about all I'd ever done in the kitchen. I lived on frozen dinners and takeout, so I couldn't impress Heidi with my culinary prowess. Maybe I didn't cook for her, but I did go to the guest house and grab two trays full of food for us, then hauled it all back to the wagon. I had our meal set out on the little table by the time Heidi knocked on the door. The interior always had subdued lighting, produced by a single lamp, so the atmosphere was ready to go.
When I opened the door, Heidi smiled.
"Come on in," I said. "Your romantic dinner is hot and ready."
"Are you talking about the food?" she asked as she ducked inside. "Or are you describing yourself?"
"Both, in whichever order you prefer."
Heidi wore a short, tight dress that accentuated her breasts and hips. The sapphire color of the fabric brought out her eyes, even in this light. She looked good enough to fuck, but then, she always looked like that, even in cargo pants.
"Would you like to eat right away or do the palm reading first?" I asked. "Or if you can't wait to get me naked, we could have sex first."
"Let's eat." She glanced down at my groin, then peeked up at me through her lashes. "Food, I mean. I'll have you for dessert."
"You stole my line. I was about to say the same thing to you."
"I'm sure you can come up with something even better. When you talk dirty to me."
We sat down on the cushions at the table, side by side, and talked while we enjoyed our dinner. The food wasn't fancy, but that didn't matter. It smelled good, tasted good, and filled our bellies. What more did we need?
The longer we sat here in this cozy little wagon, the more I needed to get her naked. Dinner and conversation were awesome, but I knew what it felt like to be inside her, watching her expressions and listening to her noises while she edged toward climax. And when she came… Christ, I loved that. As much as I'd enjoyed making love to her, I wanted something else tonight.
She had implied she wanted me to talk dirty to her. I wanted that too.
Once we'd finished eating, I took hold of her hand. "Time to finish your reading."
"I'd love that."
Cradling the bottom of her hand in my palm, I traced the lines on her skin, avoiding the thumb, letting my fingertips graze her flesh as I explored her palm. "Last time, we never got to Mars or the lines."
"Go all the way, Damian. Read me good and hard."
Yeah, I was hard now for sure. Heidi could do that to me so easily.
I swirled my finger over the skin just above her thumb. "This is Inner Mars. I can see you have tenacity and boldness, but in moderation." I slid my finger across her palm to the outer edge, below her pinky. "Outer Mars shows me your perseverance and emotional strength." I moved my finger to the lower center of her palm. "The Plain of Mars is trickier to interpret. This is where the lines come into it. I'll need to explore them to lay bare your inner truths."
"Do it, Damian. Lay me bare."
"Are you starting the dirty talk without me?"
"Sorry." She made a zipper motion across her mouth. "I'll just listen. Your voice makes me so hot."
"I need to examine the length, depth, and curvature of every line. Where they cross mounts. The intersections of the creases. Everything matters when I'm delving inside you." I traced the lines with my fingertips like I had earlier, but this time I did it slowly and kept my touch light to tease her skin. I loved the way she ran her tongue over her lips and caught the bottom one between her teeth. Her reactions had my dick getting even harder every second. "These lines tell me a lot about you. I know you're smarter than you want everyone to think, you have a big heart, and you relish every minute of your life. You're independent, but your restlessness has left you unsatisfied."
Pink speckled her cheeks, and I swore I could smell her desire.
With one finger, I followed the line at the center of her palm. "I sense changes coming in your life. Embrace them, don't hide from your fate."
"And what do you think my fate is?"
"To scream my name all night long."
She turned her palm over, so it lay flush with mine. "I'm ready, Damian. Talk to me."
I set her hand on her lap. "No touching, not yet. First, I need to tell you everything I plan on doing to your body tonight."
"You don't want me to touch you?"
"Of course I want that, but not yet." I turned sideways to the table and stretched my legs out. "Sit on my lap, Heidi, facing me. Wrap those sexy thighs around me but keep your hands and your lips to yourself. For now."
She straddled me, her ass resting on my thighs, and hugged my hips with her legs. She set her hands on her thighs.
"Perfect," I said. Leaning back, I set my hands on the floor behind me to hold myself up. "I love your body, Heidi, every inch of it. Tonight, I'm going to explore your skin from head to toe, with my tongue and my lips and hands, until you're moaning and gasping. I've been fantasizing about you all day, about all the things I want to do to you and with you. Take that dress off, Heidi. I want to look at you."
She peeled the dress off, revealing…her, completely naked.
"No underwear this time?" I said. "You must want me bad, like you're desperate for me to make you come."
"I do, and I am."
With her on my lap, I had trouble focusing on all the naughty things I wanted to say to her. So I let myself drink in the vision of her, nude and straddling my thighs, and the words tumbled out of me. "I love your tits. They're the perfect size for my hands, and I know your nipples taste so damn good. I love sucking on them and making you squirm."
"Oh yes, please do that to me."
I surged forward, latching my hands behind her back, just above that sweet ass, but I kept my mouth several inches away from hers. "Not yet, baby. I haven't finished telling you my plans for your luscious body."
She bit her lip, letting it go little by little. "Tell me, please, Damian. Tell me all of it in your panty-melting voice."
"You don't have any panties for me to melt, which is too bad. I would've loved to shred your underwear." I tipped my head closer, but not too close, enough that I could exhale a soft, teasing breath onto her lips. "Have you ever worn silk lingerie?"
"No."
"I've got a silk scarf, one I bought for you."
"When did you buy that? You haven't left the resort."
I let my lips spread into a slow, sensual smile as I tugged her closer. "I ordered it overnight delivery, just for you, so I could drag
it across your soft skin and make you wild for me. You'll shiver and moan and beg me to fuck you."
"But I'm ready to do that right now."
"Patience, baby. There's no rush." I traced my tongue over her bottom lip, loving the way she sucked in a breath. "I need to touch you, tease you, taste you for so long that you'll feel like you're losing your mind, but in the best way. I want to hear you beg me to make you come, but I won't, not until you're so wet it's dribbling down your inner thighs and you can barely breathe because you're so damn excited."
"I already feel that way." She spread her palms on my chest, swirling them in circles. "As for being outrageously wet for you… Well, feel it for yourself."
My cock throbbed, letting me know it couldn't wait much longer to be inside her. I couldn't wait either. Something about this woman made me harder than ever before and hot enough to melt steel. I slid my fingers down between her ass cheeks, feeling her slick heat.
She grabbed my hand, shoving it between her thighs. "Feel how much I want you."
"Fuck," I growled, like an animal. I felt like a wild beast right now, with her cream coating my fingers and the heat of her body penetrating my jeans. "We're skipping the rest of the dirty talk. I need to have you right now."
I stripped off my shirt and unzipped my jeans.
"Condom?" Heidi said.
"Shit." I leaned over to grab one from the box I'd left on the steps that led to the bed. Screw the bed. This time, I needed her right here on the floor.
Heidi started to move off my lap.
I grasped her hips to hold her in place. "Don't move. I want you here."
"Oh God, yes."
"This will be fast and hard." I pulled her snug against me and got to my knees, then dropped us onto the cushions on the floor with her underneath me. In seconds, I had the condom on. "Scream for me, baby."
I braced my hands at either side of her head and thrust into her, hard and fast like I'd promised I would. Couldn't go slow. Couldn't be the gentle lover, not tonight.
She wrapped her legs around me.
And I couldn't have held back even if I'd wanted to. Every pounding thrust made her tits jiggle, and when I pumped faster, the wagon started to shake. The heat of her surrounded my cock while the scent of her cream drowned my senses, and I couldn't stop myself from pummeling her like a mad man. She clutched my arms, her nails piercing my skin and scraping down my biceps. I lunged my head to seize her nipple and suck on it. She threw her head back and let out a sharp cry.
Words burst out of me, but I had no idea what I was saying.
Her body tensed, and she stopped breathing, her mouth gaping open and her eyes squeezed shut.
"Come for me, baby," I snarled.
She came like she was following my command. Her body clenched my cock over and over, making me growl like a beast again and grit my teeth. A bolt of white-hot lightning shot down my spine, and I couldn't hold it back anymore. I came so hard I couldn't see or do anything other than punch into her twice more until I had nothing left to give.
I collapsed on top of her, gasping for breath.
Heidi folded her arms around me, breathing as hard as I was. After a few minutes, she whispered in my ear, "Holy shit, Damian. That was… Oh God, you're amazing."
"Thanks." I lifted my head to look at her. "You were totally amazing too. I thought I was the master of dirty talk, but you outmatched me."
"Let's call it even. We both rocked."
"Definitely." I rolled off her, though all I could manage to do was lie sprawled on my back. "Good thing we ate first. I needed all those calories. Think I burned at least ninety percent of them in the last few minutes."
"Me too." She turned onto her side and kissed my shoulder. "Sorry I scratched you up. Does it hurt?"
I lifted my arms to examine them. I had red slashes on my biceps. "A few scratches, that's all. I'll survive, and it was totally worth the pain."
"Maybe I should kiss it better."
"After what just happened, I think I need sleep more than tender loving care."
"Yeah, I'm wiped out too. Let's go to bed and snuggle up."
I kissed the tip of her nose. "Sounds like a plan."
Chapter Seventeen
Heidi
I woke up but couldn't convince myself to open my eyes, much less get out of bed. Damian had his arm draped over my belly, his body cradling mine from behind, and his gentle breaths fluttered my hair. I loved lying here like this. It was peaceful and sensual at the same time. How could I love being with Damian, the last man on earth I ever wanted to get involved with? He was strange and cocky, sweet and sexy, dirty and funny. Okay, maybe I did see why I enjoyed spending time with him and making love with him.
So yeah, my celibacy vow lasted less than two days after I arrived at the resort. Months of no sex, and all it took to shatter my willpower was a palm reading. Why had I thought celibacy would cure me of my insecurities? That had to be the dumbest idea I'd ever come up with. Here with Damian, in this cozy little bed inside a cozy little wagon, I felt freer and stronger and more alive than ever before.
Damian stirred behind me, his cock stiffening.
I couldn't resist wriggling my bottom to rub it against his dick.
He pulled me tighter against his body and chuckled softly. "Good morning, sex kitten."
"Are you calling me that because we had awesome sex or because I'm part of the Kitten Brigade?"
"Both." He nuzzled my throat while his dick got even stiffer. "How about a quickie before breakfast?"
"Uh-uh." I turned my head to look at him, which put our faces an inch apart. "This morning, I need it long and slow and hot as hell."
"I can do that." He glided his hand down my belly to tease the hairs on my mound with his fingertips. "Should I let your screams echo through the resort, or do you want me to swallow them for you with a deep, thrusting kiss?"
My sex pulsed at his suggestion, and I no longer had any reason to pretend I didn't want him like crazy. "Deep and thrusting, please. Drive me crazy with your mouth and your dick."
"Anything for you, baby."
He'd started calling me baby last night, and I loved it. When other men had called me that, I didn't like it so much. But Damian knew how to shape those two syllables into the sweetest, sexiest pet name I'd ever heard. I even liked it when he called me sex kitten.
"It's weird," I said while he kept teasing me with his fingers, "but I don't feel anxious anymore. I'm not worried I'll make a fool of myself again, and I don't care if everyone finds out we're sleeping together. I want to be your girlfriend, but that's not terrifying anymore. I love it when you call me baby and sex kitten." I settled my hand over his on my mound and bent one knee, my foot planted on the bed, so I could push his hand between my folds. "Touch me everywhere, Damian. Touch me with your hands, your mouth, your tongue, every part of you. I'm done fighting how much I want you."
He chuckled again. "I figured that out last night."
"Good, then I don't need to explain it to you."
"No, I understand everything." He stroked me with his longest finger, making me suck in a sharp breath. "And I know how much you love dirty talk."
"Oh God, yes. Whisper filthy things to me, please."
"Every time you beg, it makes me want to fuck you until you can't walk anymore."
"Keep going. Touch me, talk to me, anything you want."
He slid his hand out from under my palm, laying it on top of mine. "I'm going to make you come with your own hand, but you won't move a muscle. I'll do everything."
I moaned because it was all I could manage to do. He'd hardly said anything, and already I was throbbing for him, in my clitoris and deep inside my body. With his erection plastered to my backside, he moved my fingers like I was an instrument and he was the virtuoso plucking my strings, drawing pleasure out of me like a song. I thrust my hips in time with his movements, feeling my own slickness on my fingers and the heat of his p
alm on the back of my hand.
"Damian," I whispered while he used my fingers to toy with my clit. "Damian, yes."
"Kiss me, Heidi."
I twisted my head around, seized his nape, and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Our tongues thrust in time with the movements of our joined hands, and when he pushed our fingers inside me, I cried out. Just like he'd promised, he swallowed my cry while plunging his tongue in time with the thrusts of our fingers.
Someone knocked on the door. "Damian? Are you in there?"
Damian tore his mouth away from mine and shouted, "Go away, Ollie. We're busy."
He never stopped pumping into me with our fingers, even while he shouted those words. The man had skills, for sure. Awesome skills, like he'd told me.
I moaned, then he sealed his mouth over mine again.
"Sorry to interrupt," Ollie called out, "but I thought you'd want to know your parents and your brother are here. Your mom seems awfully determined to barge into wherever you are. I told her to check in your room first, but she'll be back any minute."
Damian froze with his tongue in my mouth and our fingers inside me.
We both opened our eyes, our gazes locked.
He groaned so deeply I felt the vibrations in his chest. He sat up and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. "Okay, we'll be out in a minute. Keep Mom away from the wagon for as long as possible."
"I'll try. But you know how she is."
"Sorry, Heidi," Damian said. "Looks like my family showed up early. I wasn't expecting them until this afternoon."
"That's okay. Maybe I should be gone before she storms the wagon."
"Why?"
His look of genuine confusion made me want to hug him, but I didn't understand why he seemed baffled.
"Your family is here," I said. "Your mom is here. I shouldn't be lying naked in your bed when she shows up, should I? Don't want to make this any more awkward for you than it has to be."
"My mother can be overprotective, but she isn't a monster. She's not about to throw a hex on you or something." He leaned over me, held up by one bent arm, his face so close I felt his breaths whispering over my lips. "You might want to get dressed, but not until after I finish what I started."
