by Alicia White
“Call me later. I’m not sure if we have plans tonight or not.” She wasn’t sure if she should assume that they would all be getting together or not. She wondered if it would be best to just head home after work.
“Wait just a minute. We can walk down together. You don’t have a key card.” Damon threw his towel into the bathroom and stood in front of her in all his naked glory. She licked her lips, realizing that she was in fact missing out. He reached for his jeans and got dressed slowly. He covered his cock one button at a time, and when she couldn’t see it any longer, she made eye contact.
“I love when you look at me that way. When you stare at my cock like you want nothing more to suck me.” He shook his head and moaned.
When he was dressed, they both walked out of the bedroom and out of the suite. The elevator doors dinged, and they walked in. She felt her tummy flip and wondered why she was so scared to be seen by her friends. If they really cared about her, they would be supportive, right? When they reached the bottom floor, they walked out and headed for the casino. The bright, flashing lights and the roar of voices got louder as they moved. It was amazing at the number of people already gambling, drinking, and partying. She wasn’t totally surprised, though. The Olympus was a very successful and classy place.
Damon grabbed her arm and stopped her just out of sight of Skin Deep Ink. “I’ve got to go to the locker room and get to work. See you soon, baby.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard. He took possession of her mouth and shoved his tongue in, taking a quick taste before letting her go. It took a minute to get her bearings. Her legs were shaking, and she took a quick breath before she moved through the crowds and headed toward the shop.
Lexi was standing by the door with two coffees. She handed on to Selene and smiled broadly. “So…you and Damon? Are you guys officially together?” The question caught her off guard, and she almost choked on her first drink. She walked into the shop, hoping that the questions would stop but knowing that they probably wouldn’t.
“Seriously. Tell me! I want to know.” Lexi followed her through the shop and into the employee lounge. She wasn’t sure if she should share anything. She didn’t know if everything was official, and she definitely didn’t want to share any secrets that weren’t hers. “Please.”
“Fine. Yes, Damon and I are together,” she whispered harshly, not really wanting anyone else to hear but knowing that if she didn’t tell big-mouth Lexi, she would just try to find out on her own.
“That’s so great! I love you two together.” Lexi walked out of the lounge, and Selene rolled her eyes. She needed to focus on work. Her coffee was gone in a few big gulps, and the caffeine ran through her system, giving her the energy she needed to meet with her first client of the day.
* * * *
Nicholas stared out his office window listening to his morning meeting drone on in the background. He couldn’t get Selene out of his mind. Her smell lingered on his body. He didn’t think that he would actually be able to focus today. He couldn’t snap his mind back from this morning. He hadn’t expected her to climb up his body and demand to be fucked. She was beautiful, her hair mussed, no makeup, wearing his T-shirt. He shivered, remembering how amazing she felt in his arms.
“Mr. Elias?” his head of human resources called, and he turned around. He wondered how long he had been daydreaming and what exactly he had missed. The look on his face must’ve been obvious because the man continued. “We were talking about our new employee dating policy. The only reason I’m suggesting we change it is because there seems to be a rise in the number of people that are dating in the workplace. I think we need to have clear guidelines so that there aren’t any issues.”
Nicholas moved back to his desk and sat down. “What should we expect, when our employees spend eight, ten, even twelve hours here? It’s very likely that they would find someone they work with to date.” He didn’t want to talk about his budding relationship with Selene, and he definitely wouldn’t mention Damon.
“I’m not suggesting that we completely forbid it. I just think that we should have people sign a memo that says personal and professional lives must remain separate. We don’t want to have any issues here at Olympus.” He realized that his HR guru was probably right. They didn’t need to have any legal issues or scenes here at the casino or hotel.
“Fine. Get something together, and I’ll sign off on it.” He ended the meeting, knowing he had many more ahead of him. If only he could cancel everything, grab Selene, and take her back home. He didn’t want to work today. He wanted to be in bed with her and take his time. The HR man left and more people shuffled into his office. Yup, he wished he didn’t have to work.
Chapter 12
After what felt like the longest day of his life, Damon was once again back in the locker room. He changed out of his uniform and back into his street clothes. He was tired. The lack of sleep was finally catching up to him, and he moved slowly. He’d been thinking about Selene all day and wishing they would’ve had more time in the shower. He headed out of the locker room and went toward Skin Deep Ink. He needed to see her. The whole day apart was too much.
He looked through the window for a few minutes, just enjoying the view. He looked at the slope of her neck, the swell of her breast, and her legs encased in tight jeans. He had a hard time swallowing, thinking of everything that had happened over the years. He couldn’t believe that he was finally standing outside the tattoo shop and that he could go in and kiss her if he wanted to. He was blown away at how easily she had accepted their relationship. She surprised him, her openness at The Club, her willingness to speak openly.
His heart was pounding as he opened the door. Selene was sitting down, thumbing through a magazine. She smiled at him, and his cock jerked in his pants. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into one of the private rooms. He couldn’t help himself. He needed her. He slammed the door and grabbed her. She pressed her breasts against his chest and felt her nipples pebble immediately.
“Turn around and put your hands on the table. Push your ass back, baby.” She turned and moved, leaning against the table. He unbuttoned his jeans, and his cock was in his hand the next minute. His control was shaky, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to go slow. He rubbed up against her and wrapped his hands around her waist. He popped the button and pulled the zipper down slowly, listening to the distinct sound they made. He grabbed the sides and slid her jeans and panties down past her knees.
“Bend over farther. Rest your weight on your elbows.” Damon put one hand on the table, holding his weight off her. With his other hand, he touched her pussy, wanting to make sure she was wet before going farther. He didn’t want to hurt her, but he did want to fuck her hard. She was hot and wet, soaked inside as he parted her lips and shoved his fingers inside her. He could hear her breathing change, and she moaned deep.
His fingers were thick, so he slid a third one inside her, wanting to make sure she was stretched and ready.
“Damon…please don’t make me wait.” He pumped his fingers a few more times until her juices coated his fingers. He curled his fingers inside her against the soft pad of her G-spot and rubbed. He wanted her to come in his arms.
“Damn it, Damon…fuck me.” She shifted her hips, bouncing off his fingers, begging for more.
He grabbed the base of his cock and directed the head toward her pussy. She leaned down on the table, and he pushed inside her welcoming body. He kept going until he was fully inside her and then took a moment to catch his breath. He really needed to make this last. He needed to pleasure her.
Damon started out slowly. He pulled out almost completely and pushed back in deep. He put both of his hands on the table, caging her in and giving himself the leverage he needed to pick up the pace. He built up speed, slamming his cock into her. He moved one hand down to her clit, needing her to come before he did. He rubbed her clit in little circles, and she moaned and shivered. He moved his body back farther and watched his cock as he pulled back with h
is hips then watched it disappear inside her again. They were both soaked with her juices, and the sight had his balls pulling up tight.
Selene started shaking, and her pussy started to spasm against his cock. She moved faster, crying out, nearly dislodging his dick from her tight sheath. She let out a whimper as the orgasm ran through her. He couldn’t hold out any longer. The sensations, the feel of her and the sight of her, pushed him over the edge. He let go of her clit and held her hips as he slammed into her hard and without mercy. He could feel the sweat slide down the sides of his face from his bald head. He worked her pussy hard, rode her from behind. He pulled his cock out just as streams of cum sprayed across her lower back.
Damon stepped back and tucked his cock back into his jeans. “Are you okay?” He helped her to stand. She looked a little wobbly, so he kneeled down and pulled up her panties and jeans. She was perfection, and he couldn’t be happier. He tried to fix their clothes before they left the private room. He didn’t want to embarrass her. They walked out together, hand in hand.
“I’m done for the day. Are you?” he asked her, hoping that they would be able to leave together.
“Yeah. I really need to go home and shower. I really want to change my clothes, too. I’m starving. I feel like a wreck today. I can’t go without sleep.” They walked to the front desk, and Damon watched as Selene checked out using the computer. She waved to her friends, and they headed for the exit.
“I’ll take you home, and while you shower, I’ll order us a pizza. What do you think? Then it’s bedtime for you.” He pulled her hand to his lips and kissed her, enjoying her small hand in his.
“That sounds perfect.” She moaned. They moved through the crowds and headed toward the parking lot. He planned on calling Nicholas when Selene got into the shower. He didn’t want to exclude him, although it was tempting to keep Selene to himself. He wondered if they would be able to work together to make this last longer.
They drove home and were lucky to make it in record time with all the traffic on the strip. They went to Selene’s apartment, and she walked directly into her bedroom. He knew she was exhausted. He could feel it himself. He sat on the couch and relaxed. When the water turned on, he grabbed his cell phone and ordered a pizza. He then called Nicholas.
“Hello.”
“Hey, Nick. Do you want to have some pizza and beer with us tonight?” he asked, wondering if he would join them.
“Sounds great.”
“The delivery guy should be here in thirty minutes. Bring some beer.” Damon wasn’t sure if Selene had anything to drink, and he didn’t feel like going into her kitchen to check. He heard Nicholas laugh and smirk. He really was a nice guy.
“All right…I’ll be leaving here in a few minutes. See you soon.” Nicholas hung up, and Damon laid his head back against the cushion. He closed his eyes. He just wanted to take a quick nap.
The sound of the doorbell jolted Damon out of his peaceful nap. He felt a little better after his power nap, and he stretched as he stood up. He opened the door, and Nicholas was standing there holding two six packs.
“What kind of pizza did you order?” he asked.
“Two large pizzas with everything, I didn’t get to eat that much today, so I’m starving,” Damon told him. He hadn’t eaten very much at all. He grabbed a salad from the deli on his break. His stomach growled loudly, proving his point. Damon moved to the side and let Nicholas enter Selene’s apartment.
“That sounds great. I’m hungry, too. Where’s Selene?” Nick looked around the apartment, and Damon wondered what he thought of her place. It was a small, one-bedroom apartment, so compared to his huge suite and house, they really didn’t have money.
“This place looks exactly like Selene.” He smiled and looked around, admiring her artwork. Damon was really proud of everything she had accomplished since growing up and moving to Las Vegas.
Selene walked out of the room, wearing a pair of yoga pants and a T-shirt. Her hair was wet and hung in waves down her back. He liked her better without makeup, completely natural. She walked over to Nicholas first and planted a kiss on his lips. Damon smiled, glad that she was more comfortable with the two of them. She then turned to him and kissed him, just a quick brush of her lips across his. She smiled then, looking more wicked and powerful.
“I wish we could get something more started here, but the pizza will be here soon,” Damon announced, wanting so much more than a quick romp before the pizza arrived. “Let me grab those beers and put them in the fridge. Do you both want one?” Damon reached out and grabbed both six packs. He took them into the kitchen and opened three bottles. He tipped one back and quickly downed it. He really needed to calm himself down.
Damon walked into the living room and handed off the beers to Nicholas. He grabbed Selene and cupped her face roughly, kissing her with both fiery passion and pent-up emotions. The doorbell rang once more, and he had to force himself to let go of her. Instead of stopping himself, he pushed his tongue into her mouth. His cock throbbed, and he pushed her toward the kitchen counter. He wanted to block the view of the person at the door. He heard some talking and knew that Nick was taking care of the pizza.
The scent of fresh, hot pizza filled the room, and Damon finally let go of Selene. “Okay. Food.” He tried to compose himself, stuffing his hand into his pants to shift his cock. He went to the sink and washed up then went to that table to join Nick and Selene. He grabbed a slice and took a huge bite, not caring that it burned his tongue. He was too hungry to slow down.
“Are we staying here tonight?” Selene asked.
“If you want to. Or you and Damon can pack a bag and come to my place,” Nick said.
“I don’t really want to go back to the hotel. I’d rather stay here,” she said.
“I meant my house. It’s comfortable, and the bed is huge enough to fit the three of us comfortably,” Nick told her.
“Okay.” Selene laughed and looked over at Damon, “Don’t eat too fast. I don’t want you to choke yourself.”
“Does your family know that the two of you love each other?” Nicholas’s question stopped everything. They stared at him and Damon didn’t know what to say. He swallowed hard, trying to find the words. He looked over to Selene and stared at her. She looked a little pale. He had wanted to say something for a long time but couldn’t get her to agree. He knew that his dad would accept the relationship, but Selene was afraid of being disowned by her mother.
“I’m sorry. Is that question off-limits? I’m just trying to understand why you both aren’t together,” Nick explained, and Damon stared at Selene hoping she would answer the question.
“No. I–I wasn’t expecting you to ask. Um…My mom met Damon’s dad when I was fifteen, and they got married right away. Damon was going to college and of course, I was still in high school. He was a great guy. He always protected me from stupid teenage boys and even helped me with my homework.” She reached over and took his hand, squeezing it, and Damon winked, wanting her to continue.
“We were pretty much inseparable, and Damon was always very supportive of my dreams. When I turned eighteen, some lame guy I was dating broke my heart, and I went home feeling horribly sad. I cried on Damon’s shoulder all night and we ended up…having…um…making love. Afterward, I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t think that we would be able to have a relationship. I didn’t want to tell my mom. I didn’t know what she would say, so we packed our things and moved here. I wanted a new start, and I really wanted to be a tattoo artist.”
“I’m glad that you came to Vegas, otherwise I probably wouldn’t have met you. Have you said anything to your mom? I’m not trying to put you on the spot. I was just curious.” Nick was pushing Selene a little bit, and Damon was actually happy. He had wanted to talk about this for a while. He just never knew what to say or how to approach the topic.
“We’ve talked, but not about me and Damon, just mostly about what I’m doing here. She asks me to come home and visit, but I haven’t.
I know I need to, though. It’s been too many years,” she said, and Damon realized that they had both been hiding, not wanting to hear what their parents might think.
Nicholas and Selene started talking about regular mundane things then, and Damon focused on eating his pizza. After about six pieces, he sat back feeling better. His stomach was full. He downed his second beer and relaxed back against the hard kitchen chair. He liked watching Selene talk. She was always so animated and passionate.
Damon stood up and grabbed Selene’s hand. “Let’s pack and get to Nick’s. There are tons of dirty things I want to do to you.” She turned and walked into her room, and Damon went home to grab a bag. The only goal he had was to get packed and get to Nick’s house. He wanted to make love to her again and hold her in his arms all night. He rushed through his apartment, grabbing clothes and toiletries and shoving them into a backpack.
When he finally made it back to her apartment, her bag was packed and at the door. They waited for him just inside, and he could barely contain the excitement that was running through his system. He didn’t want to wait any longer. He wanted it all. He wanted her to tell the world that she loved him. He wasn’t sure how long he would be able to wait, but he knew that he would.
* * * *
She was going crazy. The car ride took too long. When they finally reached the house, Damon opened the door, and she grabbed his hand. It felt like a race to the house, but luckily, she didn’t have to wait too long. Damon threw her over his shoulder and ran up the stairs. She knew Nicholas was behind them. She could hear his laugh.
