Over Her Head 2

9. Into Tuesday

So listen there is something in the first Over Her Head that I didn't keep up in this story and its something important but I can't remember what. That's what I get for not writing it down when I caught it. Anyway, if anyone happens to reread part 1 and you notice something, please PM me. Thanks

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Right now, I'm lying in bed trying to recover from the fucking that Damian gave me last night.

I don't get him at all. He says that I'm here for one reason and that's to make him delirious, yet every time I try to take charge he takes it back and I find myself being fucked into oblivion!

Fucking Damian. That man is insatiable and I have to wonder just where he gets his stamina. I'm supposed to be the expert and yet he wears even me out! I thought I had him with some of the moves I'd learned from the kama sutra, but it turned out, he knew some of those moves as well; a lot of them. And too well. I thought he'd kill me with the sheer intensity of his fucking. He went fast and hard- too hard; too deep. I couldn't tell him to stop, or slow down and I swear it felt as if he was working himself into my cervix! I screamed in exquisite agony as I came, squirting, but even then he wouldn't stop. He pulled me closer to himself, my back now tighter to him and he kept going.

He was giving it all to me; roughly, and I gripped the sheets amidst my cries of sheer, unbelievable ecstasy!

But I digress. I have to find a way to take him over the edge while working to entice the guards to at least make a phone call home. I have to get out of here!

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New York

"Did we really just get married?" Olivia laughed as she sat in David's arms on the wrap-around sofa on the stern of the yacht they'd rented. They had decided to take two weeks to go to the Bahamas and sail the islands, just them and the girls, and as usual, David went way overboard with the size of the boat.

"You said married!" He gloated "I thought this was "just a formality until after the babies are born"

"It is...but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy it" she said as she looked up and kissed his lips.

"You know, the girls are downstairs sleeping like logs"

"And...?"

"...and I was thinking that you feel so good in my arms, Mrs. Haden-"

"...Benson" she teased as she turned and straddled his waist

"You are my wife..." He smiled.

"...not for another year"

"Technically, you are..."

"Are you gonna debate me? Or are we gonna make love right here," she began to nibble her way down his neck and he was losing it. "...in the middle of the ocean, under the stars?"

When he felt her teeth graze his nipple before her lips began to kiss, then suck while she pinched the other "Oh, Queenie!" He moaned with a look of euphoria about him. "You do that so well..."

Tears slipped from Olivia's eyes and she quickly wiped them as she held David's hand.

"You were so happy that we'd gotten married, even if it was just a technicality," she said through her tears. It was a little after one in the morning and she hadn't slept or moved from the chair by his bedside all night, and the longer he stayed unconscious, the more worried she got. "You need to open your eyes..." She whispered with tears in her own as she gently stroked his forehead to move his hair away from his face. "...for your princesses. For me, David, please."