Keep Her From Harm (The Denton Family Legacy 4)

Damian shook his head. “Not after what happened last time.”

Mia ran her hand down his body, landing on his already hard cock. “Do you tell them everything?” she asked, leaning in to suck at the pulse at his neck.

“No, not everything. A great deal of what we do is private.” He groaned as she ran her hand up and down his length, making him want so much more.

“You’re rock hard, Damian,” she said.

“You’re not helping. The feel of those lips on my neck remind me of how good they are wrapped around my dick.”

This time she moaned. “I love it more when you put your lips on my pussy, and do you know what is better right now? We don’t have to keep our voices down. We can do whatever we want.”

Damian didn’t waste any time, and on the way toward the bedroom, he turned off the sauce, and every other item in the kitchen.

“I was cooking us a fantastic meal.”

“And we can eat it another time. I want your pussy for dinner, and I’m not going to wait another moment.”

He took her into his bedroom and didn’t even bother to close the door. Tearing his shirt over his head, he then started on her dress, turning her so that her back was to him.

“You look stunning in this dress, but I think you look so much better out of it.” In one release of the zipper, the dress spilled to the floor at her feet, she turned. The red lacy lingerie set covered her tits and pussy from him.

Removing his belt, he took a step back, and shoved his clothes off so that only his boxer briefs remained.

“Oh my, you wore them?” Mia asked.

She had bought him a set of novelty boxer briefs, and this one was covered in little piggies. “I’ll wear anything you buy.”

Pushing her to the bed, he watched as she sat down, and leaned back on the bed.

“Spread your thighs for me, baby.” He had been thinking of this moment all day long, and nothing was going to interfere. She opened her legs wide, putting her feet on the bed, and opening herself up.

Stepping toward the bed, he ran his hands down her thighs, touching her pussy. She moaned, arching up.

“Say my name,” he said.

“Damian.”

“I want you to scream it when I touch you. Don’t hold anything back, and scream my name.”

“I will.”

He gripped the edge of her panties, and began to lower them down her thighs. She lifted her ass up off the bed, helping him as he got rid of her underwear. She had a small blonde patch of hair, and her pussy lips were open, showing him her swollen clit, and exactly how wet she was.

Sliding a finger between her slit, he watched her head fall back as she thrust herself up to his fingers.

His mouth watered, and he wanted a taste of that juicy pussy.

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Mia had been wanting this night for a long time. When Damian had told her that his mother was going to be watching the kids, she had planned exactly what she was going to wear, and then what she’d cook so that nothing got in the way of their time together. She loved everything about this man in front of her. He was an exceptional father, and he had even asked her for permission to adopt Reese.

She had agreed as she loved him. There was no doubt in her mind that she loved this man. He was totally different from every person she had ever known, and that was a good thing. All those years ago when she had been lying under the stars, wanting, wishing, she had begged those stars for a man like Damian. They had delivered, and she wasn’t about to risk her newfound happiness for anything.

Yes, the Denton family were centered around crime, but deep down, they were all good people. She had been to their family home many times, and she loved being around his family.

Damian needed them just as much as they needed him.

He slid his fingers between her slit, drawing her back to him, and smiling.