Chapter Nine
Damon
Tate passed out before I even got the chance to clean her up. So, I walk into the bathroom after pulling on my boxers, grabbing a towel to clean her off as best I can without waking her up. I’ll wake her up to shower when I get back.
My poor Angel is tired after coming so many times.
All the guys left after they finished, allowing me to spend the rest of the night with Tate alone. I look down at her sleeping form, taking in how absolutely breathtaking she is. She thinks I didn’t know who she was before tonight. But I plan on telling her I”ve wanted her for quite some time. She’s not the kind of girl you fuck and kick out. She’s the kind of girl you keep and bring home to meet your mom.
I didn’t really expect things to go the way they did tonight. Honestly, I didn’t even think she was going to come up here with me, and when she noticed the guys, I was sure she would run out of there. But she thrived on the attention, knowing someone was watching her get fucked. Knowing they were getting off on her body made her come so hard. I’d never allow them to touch her, but I’m more than happy to let them watch a few times.
I drag my fingers lightly over her naked body before I pull the covers over her.
The party is over.
I need everyone out of my house, so they don’t wake her up, so I send out a group text to the guys.
Me: Hey. I’m coming down to end this party early.
Ace was the first to reply.
Ace: Awe, someone doesn’t want his pretty slut to wake up after having the craziest sex she’s probably ever had.
Me: Watch your goddamn mouth, Ace. Or I’ll come down and beat your ass in my boxers.
Roman: And just like that, Damon has it even WORSE for little Miss Tate. If that’s even possible. I thought installing the camera was crazy, but now I know you are truly obsessed. Poor girl.
Seb: There are so many nasty bitches here. Hurry and get them all out.
Ace: Wait- what camera?
I laugh at Sebastian’s response because I know he hates everyone at school. He doesn’t fuck with anyone but us.
Ace: I was joking, man. Tate is pretty cool. Also it was ridiculously hot watching her take your cock like that, bro. But we need to talk about the camera thing later. I can’t believe you didn’t tell me.
Shaking my head, I toss my phone on the couch before pulling up my pants and heading in the direction of the bedroom door and pulling it open and closing it quietly. I honestly have no idea how she’s even asleep with all the music and bass still going on.
I guess I wore her out more than I thought.
I start by telling everyone in the hallway and on the stairs that I’m shutting down the party early. Most of them protest, but no one really fights me on it.
Smart choice.
As I make my way down the stairs, I notice Roman pushing people in the direction of the door. Once I am at the bottom of the stairs, I see Becca walking towards me with a nasty scowl on her face. Next thing I know, her hand is swinging in the direction of my cheek, but before she can make contact, Seb is grabbing her wrist and halting her movement.
“Let go of me you asshole,” she yells.
I tell Sebastian he can let her go, and when he does, she tries again. “Try to put your hands on me again, Becca, and I’ll break every goddamn bone in your hand.” I step forward, causing her to take one step back. “It’s good to see you haven’t lost all your common sense,” I say as she cowers further away.
“How could you sleep with her?” Becca says quietly as she wipes a stray tear from her eye. That alone causes me to bark out a laugh.
“It’s pretty pathetic you thought I was ever interested in you. Tate’s mine now. Definitely the only one I want or will ever want. No one is going to change that, especially not you. Now get the fuck out of my house.” I turn around and continue on my mission to make everyone leave as I cut the music.
An hour later, it’s just us four guys standing around the kitchen island.
“This isn’t a fling, then? You really like her?” Seb asks as he takes a drink of his beer.
Nodding, I respond, “Yeah, I do. No doubt.” We all talk about everything and nothing for another few minutes before I make my way back to my room.
When I step through the door, I notice Tate isn’t in bed anymore. My heart sinks at the thought of her leaving without saying anything.
That’s when I hear the water running in the bathroom. I find myself pushing the door open right as her beautiful body is stepping under the water. I stand there as I watch the small droplets cascading down her body, sliding over her tits and down her stomach. My fingers twitch, wanting nothing more than to join her. So, I do. I strip off my clothes once again and grab the handle of the walk-in shower silently.
When my hand touches her cheek, her eyes fly open. A gasp leaves her mouth, but she recovers quickly. “Are you okay, Angel?” I ask as I keep running my fingers along her pink cheeks.
She nods, giving me a small, shy smile. “Yeah, I’m okay. Better than okay.”
“I’m sorry if it was too much for you,” the words come out as I move into her space, so we’re both standing under the hot water.
“You weren’t. Honestly, I’ve never experienced anything like that, and I’m glad it was with you.”
Her soft voice makes me want to live in this moment forever. I lean down, placing my lips against hers. We kiss for what feels like forever before I wash her hair and run my hands all over her body with my soap, making her smell like me.
That thought goes straight to my dick. I try to ignore him and take care of my girl. After we get out, I give her one of my shirts to wear that comes down past her thighs. She’s drowning in it, and I can’t help but smile because she looks so beautiful.
“Come on. Let’s go to bed, Angel.”
We crawl into my bed, and it doesn’t take long for her breathing to even out, and I know she’s asleep once again.
My mind doesn’t shut down right away, but once my eyes grow heavy enough, I end up falling asleep with my Angel in my arms and a smile on my face.