Bear

Chapter 11

I could feel his smile against my lips.

"Are you sure? I don't want to make your mom uncomfortable." He said.

"I'm sure. She won't be uncomfortable, I promise." I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed him again.

"Let me go get my gym bag out of my truck. That way I have a change of clothes." He said as he moved to the door.

I held the front door open as I watched him get his bag out of the back seat of the truck. I took a deep breath, and smiled at him as he walked back to me. I was nervous, and I knew it was going to be obvious. He stepped back inside, and I closed and locked the front door. I laced my fingers between his and walked him to my bedroom by the kitchen.

"You can put your bag in the closet if you want." I said pointing to the closet door.

I walked into the bathroom, and got a hair tie, and started putting my hair up. I saw Damien stop in the doorway and lean on the frame.

"You're nervous." he said. It wasn't a question.

I let out a soft chuckle that was more like a breath of air. "Yeah, a little." I said.

He walked over to me, and turned me into his chest. He ran his hands down my back, over my ass, to the back of my thighs. In one smooth motion he picked me up, and set me on the counter. It was like I weighed nothing to him. I smiled and let out a small laugh.

"What?" he asked as he stepped between my legs.

"You're really strong." I said as I ran my hands over his biceps.

"Mia," he said softly. I looked up into his beautiful eyes, "We don't have to do anything that you don't want to, tonight."

My eyes dropped to the sparkly necklace that he was still wearing. I moved my hand to it, and lightly traced it.

"What if I want to?" I asked, feeling a little more confident.

It was quiet for a minute, and I looked back up at him to see his smile. "That's up to you."

I put my forehead on his shoulder as I took a deep breath. He gently rubbed my back, and I turned into his neck. I could smell his cologne, and it was so intoxicating. I ran my nose up his neck, causing him to take in a sharp breath. I gently ran my lips over his collarbone and started to kiss up to his jaw, and over to his lips.

He ran his hands from my thighs to my ass, and he pulled me forward to him, and picked me up. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and my arms over his shoulders. He walked me to the bed as he kissed me, and gently set me down.

I reached over to my nightstand, and turned on the video baby monitor, so I could hear Izzy if she needed me.

I turned back to Damien and grabbed the front of his shirt pulling him down over me as I laid back. He crawled on top of me, and I lifted his shirt as I slowly ran my hands up his sides under the fabric. When I got to his shoulders, he helped pull it the rest of the way off.

"Oh Jesus..." I said as I ran my hands over the ripples of his muscles.

"What?" He asked.

"You look photo shopped!" I said as I continued to touch him. He laughed as he pulled the collar of my t-shirt over and kissed my collar bone. "Can we do this with my clothes on?" I asked with a half hearted laugh.

Damien stopped, and pushed himself up, so he was hovering over me. His brows were furrowed together with concern.

"Is that why you are nervous?" He asked gently.