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.
****
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.
"You disappeared for a second there," he said.
"I was just thinking about you."
"All good thoughts?" he asked, kneeling on the bed. She went to her elbows to stare down at him.
"I was thinking about how much I love you."
That had him pausing, and then staring at her. "What?"
"I'm in love with you, Damian Denton."
He moved from between her thighs so that his lips were on hers, kissing her. "You can't say shit like that, and not expect me to fall even deeper in love with you."
"I'm your woman, Damian. In every single way that matters, I belong to you. You own me, heart, body, soul." She cupped his cheek, smiling. "You make me so happy."
"Oh, fuck, woman. You're going to have me crying in a moment." He kissed her lips.
"No crying. I want you to lick my pussy," she said, feeling her cheeks heat.
"What my woman wants, she will always get."
He kissed his way down her body, and her eyes closed as he flicked each of her nipples before moving down to her bellybutton. She released a giggle as his tongue dived in.
"Stop," she said, laughing.
He did, instantly, and then his tongue was sliding up and down her slit, and any protest or even any thought ceased. He circled her clit, then went down, sliding into her pussy, tongue-fucking her.
"You taste so fucking good," he said, gripping her ass in his hands, and holding her still as he licked her pussy. The pleasure already started to mount as he sucked on her clit. He wouldn't allow her to get accustomed to the feel of his mouth on her clit as he'd move down, and begin to fuck her with his tongue. When she was loving that, and thrusting down onto him, he'd pull out, replacing his tongue with his fingers, making her so wet she was sure she soaked the sheet.
Still, he wouldn't take her over that edge, and he kept on teasing her, tormenting her.
"Please, Damian."
"You want to come, baby?" he asked.
"Yes. I want to come. Stop tormenting me. Please, Damian."
"Who do you love?" he asked.
"You. You know it's you. You're all I want, and it will only ever be you." She grabbed hold of the sheets beneath her, trying to ground herself, to keep control of her rioting emotions. She was so close to coming, but Damian liked to keep her on the edge, never allowing her to reach that peak.
"Who you want to fuck?" he asked.
"Damian, it's you, it will always be you. Please, take me." She would beg him if she had to.
He flicked her clit at the same time his fingers thrust within her pussy, creating a sensation that was totally addictive.
She came apart, screaming his name as he drove inside her again and again, sucking on her clit, prolonging the pleasure so that she was a shaking mess.
She couldn't concentrate on anything else but the pleasure of his mouth on her pussy. He didn't stop, and just kept on sucking her pussy, hurtling her into another orgasm. Only when she was coming down from her second did he stop, and begin to kiss his way up her body, going to her breasts. "Do you have any idea how much I fucking love your body?" he said.
"I know I love yours." She ran her hands down his back, loving how hard his body was against hers.
He chuckled. "I love the feel of your tits next to me, and how damn good they feel." He pushed them together, and began to lick each nipple. "I love everything about you." He moved between her thighs, and she gasped as the tip of his cock pressed against her entrance. She closed her eyes as inch by glorious inch, he began to fill her.
Finally, in one hard thrust, he was deeply inside her, and she moaned his name. Damian pushed some of her hair out of the way, and pressed a kiss to her lips. "I have been thinking about doing this all day long."
She smiled. "So have I. I've wanted today to be so special." She cupped his face, and kissed his lips. "I love you, Damian Denton. I want to have everything with you."
He eased out of her pussy so only the tip of him was inside her, and then he began to fill her, taking his time, and going so slowly at first, but then he held her hands and pressed them either side of her head, fucking her hard. She forgot everything as he ravished her body, his lips taking possession of her mouth, and then moving down to take her tits.
She couldn't control the pleasure, nor did she want to.
Suddenly, it wasn't enough, and Damian moved them so that she was on top of him, and he had this wicked smile as he stared at her.
"I always knew you'd look damn sexy on top." He stroked up her body to cup her tits, and she tilted her head back, moaning as he pinched her nipples. His hands didn't stay long on her breasts, and he moved down, grabbing her ass. "Ride me, baby. Fuck my cock, and let us both know exactly who you belong to."
"I belong to you, Damian, just you."
He was the one person she had wanted above everything else, the only man she could see herself with.
Damian held her ass tightly and rocked up inside her, going hard and deep. She held onto his chest, and rocked on his cock, needing him so damn badly.
"Touch your pussy, Mia. I want to watch you come."
"I've already come."
"I don't care. I want to see you explode, baby. Give it to me. Come on."
With his gaze on her, and with how damn good he felt, there was no way she could deny him. Resting one hand on his knees, which were helping to support her, she ran her hand down her body, moaning as his cock seemed to swell even more inside her. Stroking her pussy, she paused as the first touch was just too much pleasure. She was so sensitive.