The Right Kind of Love (23 page)

We walked up to the hostess. He gave her his name and then leaned over, whispered something to the hostess, and slipped something into her hand. We were instantly ushered to our table. It was by the windows overlooking the fountains. The restaurant was warm and decorated in neutral colors with Italian themed paintings. The tables were dressed in white linens with adorning flatware and glassware. I instantly loved it.

“How did we get this table?”

“The right kind of tip will get you anything in this town.”

“The view is amazing, and I love to watch the fountains. Thank you so much for bringing me here.” I picked up the menu and started perusing it.

“I’m glad you like it.” He lifted his menu and began looking as well.

“So what’s good here?” Everything looked good, but I wanted to see what he liked. After living with him, I knew he had a very distinctive palette and had a taste for pure excellence.

“Actually, I’ve never been here. I thought it would be nice to do something for the first time together.”

The server came over and got our drink order. I noticed she hung on Damien’s every word and was flirting with him, which really pissed me the hell off. But much to my surprise, he didn’t even notice. He was only focused on me. It made me feel good and
special
. I couldn’t drink anything off the wine list, so I settled on a glass of water and a Sprite.

When the server asked for his order, I noticed that he didn’t get a cocktail. “You’re not getting a beer?”

“Nah, I figured if you can’t drink then neither should I.” He winked at me.

I don’t know how he did it, but every time he did something sweet, the butterflies in my stomach took flight.

“Thank you, I appreciate it, but if you want to get a cocktail or a beer, go for it.”

“It’s all good.” He settled his menu back down on the table. “I think I’m going to get the Chilean Sea Bass, Mushroom Risotto, and the Boston Bibb Salad. What about you?”

“I think I’m going with the Gnocchi and the Boston Bibb Salad as well.” My mouth watered just thinking about sinking into this food. It sounded delicious.

The server returned with our drinks and again, she lingered near our table. The water show began, so I tried to focus on that and not pay attention to the rude server.

The show was breathtaking to watch as the water moved to the music. When I came here on vacation, Bee and I watched it many times. One would have thought we would have been sick of it. We never did, though.

“Okay, I’ve got to point out the obvious elephant in the room. What’s up with slutty server giving you the eyes? It’s really rude.” I placed my hands under my chin, but he grabbed them from me and placed them in his hands. He held me tightly.

“Look at me.” I looked over at him and his eyes penetrated mine. “Please understand when I tell you this. There is no other woman that I have eyes for on this planet other than you. You’re all I think about and the only woman I can ever see myself with—that is present and future. I want to always be a part of your life. You have taken up residence here.” He pulled away a hand and placed it over his heart. “My heart is swollen because every beat belongs to you. As much as I sound like a pussy right now, you are the only one for me.”

I felt my jaw open slightly as I exhaled a breath I’d been holding while listening to him. That sounded like a declaration of love. But I knew it couldn’t be love—
or could it be
. I had some crazy feelings for him. Ones that had taken me by surprise and captured me. Maybe it could be love. But I wouldn’t assume. My heart was swollen for him. I felt it, too. A lone tear of happiness escaped my eye, and then I replied with the only word I could get out. “Wow.”

“Yeah, you just do it for me. With your spunky little attitude, your kind heart, your cute little feet, the way you care for Zeus. You’ve got it going on, woman, and any man would be stupid to pass up an opportunity to make you their woman.”

Another tear fell and then another. His words touched me, and I felt it all the way to my soul.

“Thank you, Damien. I hope you know I’m pretty crazy about you, too. I don’t think I could say anything that can top what you just said. My words wouldn’t do you justice. I just feel so lucky.”

He brought my hand to his lips and gave me a tender kiss on the top of it, and then turned it over and gave me another one on my palm. It was sweet and sexual at the same time. I knew that it held more promise for our future.

Our server came back over, and we ordered our dinner. The water show was still going strong. “Can I share something with you that is out of left field, but constantly on my mind?” He nodded, and I proceeded with trepidation. “I’m just scared, Damien. What if this baby grows up to be a rapist like him?’

“Well, there’s nothing to say that it’s a he. It could be a little girl you’re carrying, and she could be just like you. Even though the baby may have his genetics, you can work with a therapist and raise him or her the right way. I’m not saying he wasn’t raised right, but you’re strong enough to give this baby a fighting chance.”

“I guess you’re right.” I took a large drink of my water to wash down the lump that had formed in my throat. I was trying to keep the tears at bay.

Our dinner arrived and I dug into it in a hurry. I was starved. After all, I was eating for two.

Once we finished, I was so stuffed I had to pass on getting the delicious desserts they offered.

“Let’s walk out front and watch one of the water shows,” I suggested. There was something so romantic about it.

We stood, Damien to my back holding me around my belly and me to his front holding onto his hands. It was peaceful. His lips found their way to my neck where he kissed me tenderly. He was turning me on so much that I wanted to rip off my clothes, throw him down on the ground, and have my wicked way with him in front of everyone.

After the show, we headed back up to the valet to get his car and then we zoomed home.

Zeus was at the door waiting for us when we got there. I picked up the leash and headed outside with him.

Damien came down the steps and joined us. “So I thought that we could watch a movie. What do you think?”

“Sounds perfect to me. Thank you so much for taking me out tonight. It was the best date ever. And the food was outstanding.”

“No problem. I plan on taking you out on a lot more dates, so you better be prepared.” I smiled at him. I could definitely handle going out with him a lot.

A whole flippin’ lot.

We headed back inside, and I went straight for the movie collection to see what we could watch. “What do you think we should watch? I was kinda thinking Ocean’s Eleven. Thoughts?”

“That’s fine, unless I can talk you into watching Snatch?” He gave me a hopeful smile.

“I’m fine with whatever you want to watch. I’m easy.” I instantly covered my mouth with my hand. I just called myself easy, which was so far from the truth.

He chuckled. “Doubtful.”

We settled into the couch. I had Damien on one side and Zeus on the other. I was exactly where I wanted to be. Snuggled up close to my two boys. Although, Damien was much more man than boy. We started the movie, but I couldn’t focus on a single thing on the screen. All I could think about was Damien. And getting his lips on mine. I wanted to kiss him like he had kissed me before we left for dinner. I wanted him to feel my kiss from the top of his head to the bottom of his toes.

I raised my head and placed my lips over his. I slowly dragged the tip of my tongue across his full lower lip to let him know I wanted more. He opened up to me with a groan and swirled his tongue around mine. He put his hands in my hair and grabbed the back of my head bringing me closer to him. We lavished one another’s mouths as our kiss deepened. He played with my tongue and then started going in and out of my mouth at a quicker pace. It was like he was having his way with me, but with his mouth and it felt so good.

My panties were drenched and my nipples were hard. I wanted him so bad, but I wasn’t one to sleep with a man on the first date. I needed to calm down my libido and get myself under control. But damn, this man was so hot and the sexual tension between us was through the freakin’ roof. I looked down at his pants and noticed a huge bulge. He quickly adjusted himself. My mouth watered at how large he appeared to be. I could only imagine what it was going to be like when we made love. The way he was able to captivate me—mind and body, with just a kiss, told me that making love to Damien would be like nothing else in this world.

He slowed the kiss until he tenderly pulled away, peppering kisses along my neck and behind my ears. I shivered from the feel of him. It felt so good. The way his mouth consumed me felt wickedly right. He lifted his mouth to swirl his tongue inside my ear, and I thought I would explode.

My stomach did a dip, and I felt my panties get wet even wetter. My whole body tightened with need for release with this man. Was it even possible to have an orgasm from a kiss? I moaned softly.

He continued his quest as my body felt like jelly under him. It was sexy as sin.

We spent the rest of the night not watching a movie, but ravishing one another on the couch like two crazy teenagers making out in the dark. Needless to say, it was one of the best nights of my life.

He told me he wanted to give me
special,
and he certainly had that night.

Damien

A
month had passed since Sydney and I had our first date. It wasn’t the last, that’s for sure. We had gone out many times and ended the nights making out like fools. I hadn’t pressured her to go any further, because kissing her was almost as good as sex.

Almost.

I wanted it to be right for her. I wanted it to be
special
. She had been through so much, and the way we were taking things felt right, not rushed. I was dying to sink balls deep into her, but I knew our time would come.

Sydney still hadn’t made any decisions about keeping the baby or giving it up for adoption. She finally had a baby bump. It was becoming more real by the day. Thank God her morning sickness had subsided. It really was some fucked up shit what she’d gone through.

I hauled the last box into our new house. We were both so thrilled to finally have the space and for Zeus to have a backyard. He was already out there playing and rolling in the grass. He acted like he was the size of a Lab or something. It was quite entertaining to watch.

“Hey, babe, here’s the last box.” I brought it into the kitchen. My mother and sister were helping her unload pots, pans, and dishes into the cabinets. Fortunately, the clothing she wore didn’t allow for her bump to show, so no one knew any differently.
My brother must have kept his word because if they knew, there would be no stopping the flow of questions and baby planning.

“Thank you, honey. I appreciate it.” She made room on the counter top for me to set the box down.

I headed upstairs. Justice and Sebastien were in Sydney’s room setting up her bed and furniture while Reeve was setting up my room. I went up to give him a hand. “Hey, bro, I’m here to help you get this shit done.”

“It’s about time your ass came up here to help me.” He could be a whiney bitch sometimes.

I went to the other end of the bed frame and started putting it together. “So how are things with you and Sydney?”

“Cool.” I continued the tedious task.

“You’re having a baby with this woman and all you can say is cool?” I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Damn it, Reeve. You need to keep that shit down. I told you we didn’t want anyone to know.” My jaw started popping. It really pissed me off.

“Chill the fuck out. No one heard me.”

We finished putting the frame together, and then grabbed the mattress slinging it onto the frame. “So you never answered my question.”

Damn, he was fucking relentless, but he was my brother, so I shouldn’t expect anything different. “You’re like a girl wanting all the gossip.”

“And you’re avoiding the question.”

“Well, I don’t know what you want me to say.” I walked over to the dresser and started working on attaching the mirror. My brother grabbed the other side to steady it for me.

“Maybe you could level with me and put some emotion into it.” Did I really need to go there? Yes, I’m whipped. Like full on whipped. I’d be a pussy to admit that shit.

“I’m crazy about her. Is that what you wanted to hear?” I leveled my eyes to his. “Are we going to go hit one of those fucked up drive through wedding chapels tonight? Hell no. We’re just two people who are into one another.” That was all he was going to get out of me.

“All right, all right, I get the point.” We finished with the mirror, and I walked over to the boxes on the floor and started unloading some of my personal touches. He had already installed the TV on the wall and hooked up my stereo. Figured he would start with the fun stuff first. Fucker.

“I could use a beer. You want one?” Beer made everything better, especially this damn tedious unpacking. I looked down at my watch to check the time. It was noon, but it had to be beer-thirty somewhere.

“Yeah, I could throw back a beer.”

I walked across the hall to Sydney’s room. “Justice, Sabastien, you two up for a beer?”

They both said yes, and I made my way back downstairs. I walked into the kitchen. The girls were done putting away stuff into the cupboards, and they looked to be setting out knick-knacks on the counters. Since Sydney had won the money at the casino, she had gone a little nuts with furnishings for the house. She had actually hired someone to come in and paint her bedroom. It was a cool aqua color and matched her comforter. She bought a new TV for her room and a bigger one for us in our family room. The couch I had really had seen its better days, so she bought us a new sectional with a contrasting chair. In addition, she had gone a little crazy with area rugs. The house was going to look slick once we were settled.

I made my way over to Sydney, slid my hands around her waist protectively holding her belly, and kissed her on the neck. “How’s it going, babe?”

“Well, the kitchen is sorted. We’re just putting up the finishing touches. I think we’ll start working on the family room next. I bought a bunch of new décor we need to put up. Can you or one of your brothers hang some pictures for us?” She took a deep breath.

“Sure.” I gave her another kiss. “Don’t overdo it. It’s not good for the baby to stress your body,” I whispered in her ear.

She pulled away from me and then looked around to make sure no one could hear her. “Shhh, I know.”

“Good.” I brought my face down to her and gave her a peck on the lips. “I’m gonna go out to the cooler in the garage and grab some cold ones for us.”

“All right.” I released her and she went back to working.

Making my way into the garage, I noticed how spacious it was. It was going to be nice to park my baby in there so that it was out of the elements all of the time. Plus, if Syd did decide to keep the baby, it would be good for her to have her SUV in here, as well.

It was late in the evening. Everyone had gone home, and it was just me, Zeus and Sydney lying in my bed. We were all snuggled up together as one unit. I had my front to her back and while my arm was slung over her waist holding her belly.

She rolled over and faced me. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, you can ask me anything you want, baby.” Oh, shit there was no telling what she was going to say.

“I’m ready.”

“Ready for what, Sweetheart?” I took a stray piece of her blonde locks and pushed it away from her face so that it didn’t obstruct my view of her beautiful face.

She gave me a shy smile. “I want you to make love to me. But I’m scared.”

And with that, I was brought to my knees. I would do anything this beautiful woman had asked me to do. I couldn’t imagine anything that moved me more than to be able to give my body to her. And for her to give herself to me connecting as one.

One.

“Why are you scared, sweetheart? It’s just me.”

“Well, you know the last time—” I put my hand over her mouth to silence her. I didn’t want to hear a thing about last time. I wasn’t him.

“I understand, and I will be tender and loving with you.” And I would be. I would make her feel like no one ever had before when I worshipped every inch of her skin. Yes, I used to have a revolving door of women, but I wasn’t going to pull any crazy moves on her or do something to make her feel uncomfortable.

She was a good girl.

The best.

“What if having sex brings all of those memories to the surface and I freak out?” My poor baby. I would kill that motherfucker if I could for making my girl feel this way. She wouldn’t look me in the eye, and I could tell this was really bothering her. It was written all over her face.

“If you start to feel uncomfortable in any way, you tell me. Either we can work through it together or we can stop. We’ll go slowly. You and me. We’re perfect together, and no matter what happens next, that won’t change.”

“I hope you understand that I’m not very experienced.” Her cheeks got a little hint of pink to them. I understood that she wasn’t like the other girls I had been with—she was better.

“I like that you aren’t experienced.” I placed a tender kiss on her lips.

“Please make love to me, Damien. Make me forget.” I could see a mixture of lust and apprehension in her eyes.

“Sydney.” Her name came off my lips as a whisper, and then I crushed them to hers. I would go slowly but for this kiss, I had so much built up passion for her.

Our tongues meshed as one in a sexy dance of two soon-to-be lovers. We twisted and sucked one another until we were both panting. Pulling away, I placed my lips over the shell of her ear and started nibbling on it with my teeth. When I swept my tongue into her ear and then lightly blew on it, she scratched her nails down my back and moaned. I thought she was going to combust.

I stopped and looked at her. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she said a bit impatiently.

Moving my head toward her neck, I started lavishing her with gentle nips and kisses. She shivered beneath me. I then trailed kisses down her neck. I got to her shirt and moved my hands down her body and slowly lifted it over her. Reaching around her back, I unclasped her bra, and she let it fall from her shoulders. Looking down, I noticed she had the prettiest pink nipples. My hands reached up to her breast, and I gently caressed them with my hand searching out her nipples. They were pebbled and hard. Sliding my lips further down her body, I began to pepper her chest with kisses. My cock was pulsing with need. I brought my lips to one of her breasts and then clasped it around her nipple. Sucking and pulling, I felt her squirm underneath me.

“How does that feel?” I teased her nipple some more. Swirling my tongue around in circles, and then lightly nipping it with my teeth. I squeezed her beautiful milky white breasts into my hands and lavished her nipple with both sucking and biting. She arched off the bed, no doubt lost in the sensations I was bringing to her body.

“Yes,” she breathily responded.

Looking up from my position, I gazed into her eyes, espresso to jade and asking without saying a word if it was okay to go further. She panted her confirmation.

I began to trail kisses down her body, and then lightly kissed every square inch of her abdomen. I slowly eased her shorts and panties down her legs and then started trailing kisses all over her sex. She had a small patch of hair, which I actually fucking loved. I was used to girls being completely bare, but there was something so hot about her having hair. It was a turn on. It made her different and I wanted different. I could hear her panting, and when I looked up, her eyes they were closed. This was what I could only imagine was her enjoying the pleasure that my mouth had brought to her.

My mouth latched onto her clit, and she arched her body once again moaning from the sensations. I began sucking and swirling my tongue all around her. Enjoying her essence, I did several long licks but then went back to ravishing her clit. From the little sounds that were escaping her mouth, I could tell she was in a sex-filled haze. She tasted just like I imagined she would, sweet. I lavished her clit with my tongue going slow, and then speeding up.

“Oh, my God, Damien. I’m so close. Keep doing that sucking.” I chuckled a little bit under my breath, and the vibrations must have worked because she started coming.

She screamed out my name. “Damien!”

My lips turned up into a smile. I’d just pleasured my woman and it felt fucking good. I raised myself up to her lips and kissed her fiercely. She was into the kiss as much as I was. We were a mess of tongues and teeth. Biting and sucking.

I trailed kisses down her body again and made my way down her legs. I brought my mouth to her inner thighs and kissed and licked every inch of her. I headed for her pussy again. I wanted to give her another orgasm before taking her. I knew I would be able to give her another one with just my cock, but I wanted to make this moment last and her to be spiraling into bliss from what I did to her body.

Taking one finger, I traced her opening. She was dripping wet and I felt her moisture on my finger. I slide it in and out, up and down, touching every bit of her. I flicked her clit and then pinched it. She moaned loudly, arched her body off the bed, and looked at me through hooded eyes. I could see the lust written all over them.

It was a blessing she wasn’t having any flashbacks. I was being careful and watching for any signs that she might be struggling, but she was so into what I was doing to her body.

I took two fingers and inserted them into her. It felt warm and tight.