Page 98 of Keep Her Safe
Fuck, but I’ll have you later.I can practically hear him thinking.
I turn towards everyone standing outside the club and give them a wink and a final wave before moving inside with Damian right behind me.
“I didn’t know we were doing that.”
“I figured I’d give them something.” I shrug. It had been a snap decision brought on by the way his arms felt around me.
We make our way to our section and I already see Veronica and Derek and several of the extended cast and crew. Veronica squeals as pictures of Damian and me from just moments ago are already circulating and she holds her phone up to show us. “Really? God, you guys are hot.” From the angle of one of the pictures, you can see my other two security that Damian had follow us tonight because he knew I would probably beg him to have a drink or three and dance with me and he wanted to have all bases covered. I’ll admit though, we did look hot. The picture looked like it belonged on the cover of a romance novel or a movie poster.
Damian takes a seat in the booth and I immediately sit in his lap, reminded instantly of the fantasy I’ve always had and I can’t believe that it’s finally coming to life. His arms wrap around me, pulling me hard against his chest and he bites down on my bare shoulder gently before brushing his lips against my skin.
“Is this what you wanted to talk to me about, young lady?” Denise, one of my favorite executive producers from the show asks as she approaches our table and sits down next to Damian and me.
“I meant to tell you. Things just got a little…hectic.”
“I’ll give you a pass this once.” She chuckles before she pushes her glasses on her nose and takes a sip of her martini. “I’m happy for you.” She nods at Damian. “Take care of our girl.”
“Of course.”
I melt in his arms, inhaling his cologne, and letting his scent calm me from the chaos swirling around us. “Do you want to dance?” he murmurs in my ear and I spin to look at him in shock.
“Umm yes? Have we met? We can…out there?” I point towards the crowd of people.
“Yeah, I don’t think anyone will fuck with you with my arms around you.” He kisses my neck and I hear squeals andoh my Godsin the distance. “Besides, I would do anything to make you happy.” His words melt me and I press my lips to his. His eyes dart around the crowd on instinct and he nods once. When I follow his gaze, I see Luke and the new guy he’d just brought on as a trial run stationed fairly close by.
“I’m glad you’re willing to bring on more help.”
“I’ll do whatever I can to keep you safe. Your safety is my number one priority.” I quirk an eyebrow at him. “Well, until our hypothetical children come around.”
One Year Later
“Give it to me, baby. Come on,” Damian whispers against my clit. He’s in his favorite position, on his knees in front of me in the back of a limousine, his mouth attached to my pussy as we make our way to my biggest award ceremony of the year. I’m up for an Emmy again for my final season ofLA Dreams, and after the year I’ve had—particularly the final episodes of the show that really put my acting to the test with the very drastic exit of Jeremy’s character—everyone is already calling me as the winner.
Especially since I lost the Emmy last year.
Jeremy was convicted of attempted kidnapping, murder for hire, two counts of attempted murder, vehicular assault, and stalking. He received a life sentence without parole so the writers decided just to kill his character to not completely alter the tone of the show by making him “a bad guy.” But it made for some very intense scenes requiring me to doa lotof hysterical crying.
And the board lives for that shit.
Damian’s hands rub over my swollen belly, stroking the skin above my belly button in time with the strokes over my clit and I feel the swift kick from within in response. I’m seven months pregnant, a surprise neither of us saw coming, and Damian has been obsessed with my pregnancy and the thought of being a father.
I want to grip his hair, but we’re minutes from arriving at the show and I don’t want us looking like we’re sexed up like we always are.
The moment the paparazzi found out about Damian and me, they started following us around relentlessly and have shared hundreds of pictures of us engaged inallkinds of public displays of affection. Kissing, touching, dancing at clubs, making out in the front seat of my new Range Rover, me sitting in his lap any time we’re out to dinner alone. There was one stray shot of us leaving the doctor where he was on his knees in front of me with his lips on my stomach that made it onto every news outlet in the country within an hour. He’d gotten me a puppy for Christmas because I wanted a dog for years that he refuses to let me walk by myself so there are dozens of pictures of us walking our Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Hunter.
“That feels good,” I moan, feeling my orgasm hovering over me.
“Mmm, then give me what I want,” he growls. “Come on my face.” He inserts two fingers into my slick wet channel and finds that spot that has become even more sensitive during my pregnancy. He curls his finger to reach it and my climax washes over me.
“Oh fuck, baby right there,” I cry out.
“Right there?” He closes his lips around my clit and sucks as I come against his lips. “Oh fuck yes. Come for me, baby.” He holds me in place as he licks up every drop before he slowly slides my panties back up and underneath my black gown. He wipes his face with the facial wipes we now keep in the limo since he can’t seem to ride back here with me without eating my pussy. He presses a light kiss to my stomach before taking the seat next to me. “What are you thinking about?” he murmurs and I turn to look up at him.
“I don’t know if I’m more nervous to lose again or to actually win.”
He grabs my hand and locks our fingers together. “No matter what happens, Shay, I am so proud of you. Despite everything you’ve been through, you are the most remarkable woman I’ve ever met.”
“Don’t.” I point at him as I feel tears prickling in my eyes and he smiles before pressing a kiss to my lips, light enough to not ruin my lipstick.The whole reason we didn’t have sex back here.