She laughed. Then her laughter died and turned to moans when he dipped his head down and started sucking on her breasts.
“I don’t know why I’m enjoying this so much,” he said. “I’m a leg man.”
She laughed again. “I’m really into asses,” she admitted, reaching around and grabbing his butt. “Really, really.” She sighed feeling his firm cheeks in his hands. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate a six-pack now and then.” She reached back around the front of him with one hand and ran her fingers over the toned muscles that lay over his stomach.
“This is going to be one long shower,” he teased as he pinned her against the tile wall. Then he was kissing her again and slipping on a condom before sliding slowly into her.
She was thankful for a few things. One, that he was strong enough to hold her up, and two, that there was a large tile seat in the shower that she could collapse on after he’d turned her legs to jelly.
“Food,” she groaned. “If we’re going to do that again anytime soon, I need sustenance.” She leaned back against the shower wall.
“Agreed.” He shut of the water. “I think we’re as clean as we’re going to get.” He reached over and helped her to her feet. “Let’s go see what Isaac packed for us.”
They ate smoked chicken sandwiches on wheat buns and pita bread with hummus, then finished the meal off with some of Isaac’s key lime pie. Since it was already dark out, they ate in the dining room instead of taking the meal out to the large deck that overlooked the water.
She was more relaxed after talking and joking with Damion over the food. She’d always felt relaxed around him, comfortable, even with the sexual tension they’d had before. Now that they had made that move, the tension had shifted. It was still strong, but the last barrier of the unknown had been finally removed. In its place was a new hunger. One she doubted would be filled in just the one weekend they had together.
“There are some board games.” He motioned to a bookcase full of family games. “I’ve never been beaten at Monopoly,” he challenged.
She laughed. “Oh, challenge accepted.” She reached over and grabbed the game and set it up while he cleared the dishes and grabbed a bottle of wine.
“You get the race car. I’m the dog,” she said, waiting for him to challenge her. Instead, he smiled. “I’ve always wondered why they didn’t have other animals. I mean, dogs, cats, horses, cows, you know? Wouldn’t that be more fun than a thimble?”
He held the small piece up. “Why a thimble?” He shook his head.
“And one shoe? What’s up with that?” She held up the small piece.
“It should have been high heels. Those are sexy.” He straightened the money she’d set in front of him.
“You aren’t a cheater, are you?” she asked suddenly.
He gave her an I’m-wounded-you-asked look, then took her hand in his.
“I’m not a cheater in any sense. That extends to all parts of my life,” he said in a calm tone that had her heart skipping.
“Me either.”
He smiled. “Good, then let’s play.” He rubbed his hands together. “I’ve got to add one more notch on my belt of Monopoly winnings.”
Two and a half hours and another bottle of wine later, Damion frowned over at her.
“How’d you do that?” he asked, waving his hands. “How?”
“Easy, buying land is—” she started but stopped when he held up his hands.
“I know the tricks to Monopoly. But…” He motioned to the board. “You kicked my ass. I mean, wiped the board with it and everything.” He held up his single dollar. “I’m broke.”
She laughed. “So, you can’t pay your rent?” She waved to his piece, which was currently sitting on her land.
“Hell no, I can’t.” He narrowed his eyes. “Do you take credit?”
She laughed. “Maybe. What do you have as collateral?”
As an answer, he moved closer to her. “How about other forms of payment?” he asked. His eyes moved to her lips and, suddenly, the game was completely forgotten.
In one quick move, he swooped her up and carried her over to the sofa a few feet away. There, he kissed her senseless while his body covered hers.
She didn’t know when he’d removed her cotton shorts and tank top or his own shorts and T-shirt. She lost track of time when his mouth dipped lower to cover her pussy.