Worth It (Damie)

Part 18

A/N: I am alive lol! I have a whirlwind going on in my real life right now as I have a complete manuscript due by April and I'm not as far as I want to be. So sadly my fanfic has had to take a back seat and I may not be able to update as often moving forward. I do appreciate that you're understanding and gracious when I do have time to post! I could never thank you enough! This one is fun with a little hanger at the end, but nothing to kill me over ;) enjoy! Xo

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I wake and am momentarily disoriented as I notice the patio door in the bedroom is open. I rub my eyes to see Dakota standing on the threshold, stark naked and looking out over the yard.

I sit up on my elbows to watch her. She runs her hand through her hair and the ends cascade down her slender back. She adjusts her weight to her other foot, her ass jiggling when she does so. I'm already salivating.

"What a sight to wake up to," I mumble.

She gasps, turning to look at me. "Good morning." Her tone is soft and seductive. She's a dream. Her eyes are light as she gazes at me.

"Come back to bed," I say.

"Mmm, tempting. But I have some chores to get done." Zepp runs in past her and she shuts the door as he takes off down the hall.

"Chores can wait, I can't."

She saunters over, but instead of crawling on top of me, which is anticipated and preferred, she sits beside me on the bed. She leans down to kiss my forehead.

"I have an idea," she says. I raise an eyebrow and let her continue. "Let's have naked Sunday's."

She giggles and I can't help but meet her amusement with a grin. "Every Sunday?"

She nods. "We should have a special thing."

"Oh baby, we do in many ways."

She strokes my hair and I'm savoring her intimate attention. "Yeah, but something that we make our own."

"And your suggestion is naked Sunday's?"

"Do you have something better in mind?"

"Right now? You on top. But no, naked Sunday's work for me. Although we wake up naked every day." I caress her thigh and resist pulling her onto my lap.

"Mmm the whole day, handsome. Naked Sunday means no clothes all the live long day."

I shrug. "Fine by me. Makes it easier for me to fuck you on every surface."

Her mouth falls slack only briefly. She never falters long. "Well, we've fucked a lot on this surface. Come show me a new one."

She stands before I can grab her and she giggles as she runs out of our room.

There is absolutely no way I'm going to mask a boner watching her walk around the house naked all day. I'll never be that strong—she's irresistible.

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Dakota and I have managed to keep our hands to ourselves all morning. She's been busy on her laptop and I've stayed distracted by ESPN. Which turned out to be a poor choice as I recalled her football jersey blowjob. So I went to the kitchen to make some tea.

"It's done," Dakota calls from the table where she closes the lid of her Mac.

"What's done, baby?" I grab two cups, holding one up to offer her tea and she nods.

"My old house is on the private market. My agent listed it for rent today. I'll have to figure out where to keep my stuff."

I disperse the hot liquid and slide her cup across the counter. She stands, walking toward me and I purposely look away from her breasts to not tempt myself.