7 comments/ 6724 views/ 9 favorites Love at Last Ch. 03-05 By: Arabic_Beauty22 Thanks RexBrookdale for editing my story! :) * He slowly lifted her hips just high enough to grab the bottom hem of her dress and lift it up and off of her. He then carefully draped it over a chair by a bookshelf, before proceeding to step back over quickly, and hungrily kiss her. This time, his hands roamed all over her. He loved the feel of her soft, curly hair. She too, roamed all over his body with her hands. The longer they kissed the hotter they became. Breathing heavily, they finally backed off of each other for a moment. He reached behind her to unclasp her bra. The way his hands touched her skin caused goose bumps to rise all over her body. He pulled her bra off and stood there staring at her small, beautiful breasts, each a perfect handful. Her nipples were pebble-sized and pointed, surrounded by her the bronzy color of her aureoles. He couldn't resist them anymore. He bent down and started to lick and suckle all over them, and she was moaning now, driving him further in his sensual attack. Finally, he started to kiss back up along her collarbone and neck, discovering an erogenous zone there. She didn't think her pussy juices could flow any more than they did now. As he made his way towards her mouth, he hooked his thumbs under the waistband and started pulling her underwear down. Once they reached mid-thigh they slid of completely and fell to the floor. He could smell her delicious arousal full-on and all he wanted to do was suck and lick her pussy until she screamed. He lay her back down on his bed, this time further up so she could rest her head on his pillow. "Seema, you have no idea what you're doing to me," he said in a low voice. "Oh God, Damian, you have no idea what you're doing to me!" she moaned out breathlessly. He started working his way down her body, kissing and sucking every inch. When his kisses and licks reached below her navel, she took a deep breath, anticipating what he was going to do next. Finally he was in between her parted legs, staring at her gleaming pussy, drowning in the smell of her sweet arousal. Slowly he licked up along both of her thighs, sensuously biting and nibbling at the soft flesh, licking up along her nether lips. Then, slowly, he stuck out his tongue, looked up at her, and licked her clit, watching her as she moaned loudly this time. Her legs shook from how well he was eating her pussy. Over and over, he licked in circles along her pussy lips and then back up to focus on her clit. She had never had a man eat her so well. She couldn't stop moaning ... and he was getting harder, listening to her as she gasped "Damian! Oh, Damian! Oh, it feels so good! Oh, I'm getting close!" Urgently he dove in and moaned, too, against her lips and clit, as he licked and sucked; pushing her slowly back and forth in a rocking motion. "Come on baby, feed me your cum. I want to taste you." His sexy voice was all that she needed to hear. She drove her pussy further into his face and came hard, grabbing his head and humping against his face. Her legs were going wild, her pussy and stomach muscles contracting as she moaned loudly, convulsing. He kept moaning and licking, never letting up even after her convulsions had calmed. Finally, she started to push his face away from her now very sensitive nether region. He tore himself away from her glittering, swollen pussy, to look up at the blissful expression on her face. She had her eyes closed, taking in the wonderful aftermath of the earth-shattering orgasm. The bed moved as he crept up to stretch his body alongside hers, and held her in his arms. She was falling hard for this man. He kissed her so softly, and Seema could taste and smell herself all over his face. It turned her on even more. Finally, Damian broke away from their kiss and stood up. He'd made to undo his belt, when she rose up and interrupted him, ever so slowly undoing the buckle for him, then the clasp on his waistband and unzipping his zipper, all the while gazing up at him seductively. He moaned as he watched her. She pulled his pants down and he stepped out of them and stood still for a moment, waiting to see what she would do next. Seema's eyes were fixed on the tent in his boxers. She got up from her kneeling position on the bed and began to trail kisses all over his smooth chest. She playfully bit at his nipples in the way he loved best, and as a result he found he was leaking pre-cum. She moved down further, kissing and licking, and reached for the waistband of his boxers, pulling them over his erection, and down his legs. His member bounced right into view. She touched it softly, licking the beads of pre-cum at the tip, and it flinched. She kneeled before him like a slave to her master, and took his cock into her warm, wet mouth. "Mmmm," she moaned; he tasted delicious. She slowly bobbed her head up and down, playing with his firm balls ... causing him to moan louder. If she didn't stop soon, he was going to come in her mouth. He didn't want to do that, so he gently pushed her away from him and helped her to stand up, kissing her again. He lay her back down on the bed, and then moved in between her legs. She had such a beautiful aura about her. He placed his big cock at her entrance and started to push in, agonizingly slowly. They both moaned in unison as his wide mushroom stretched her slick, tight entrance. "Oh Damian, you feel so good," she drawled. "You too, agápi mou." Damian responded fervently. He kept teasing her: slowly entering, then withdrawing just as slowly; stroking lightly over her breasts and then pinching at her nipples. Her nipples stuck out, beckoning to him to suck on them. He complied. He took his time, wanting her to fantasize about him fulfilling her every lustful need. He wanted to drive her out of her mind, and he wouldn't stop until he made sure that she would never lust after any other, by the end of this, their very first time together. Her now-continual moaning of his name was getting him so worked up that Damian started to pick up his speed, though not by much. He licked and sucked her nipples, as she stroked her hands into his hair and sometimes pulled it. He liked the roughness of her touch ... however, they would get more into that, later. For now, he wanted to sex her up nice and slow. Reluctantly, he rose up from her breasts, moving to sit back on his haunches. He reached down and pulled her knees up, lifting her ankles to rest on his shoulders, then started to kiss along the insides of her thighs. She was going crazy. She had never had a man make love to her like this. This was the type of stuff she had read about, but never experienced. Damian smiled inwardly at her inward thoughts about how she was being pleasured by him. He was going to fulfill her every last need, sexual or otherwise. His talent was effortless it seemed, as he smoothly rolled her on top of him. This was her favorite position, the only one she in which she could come during intercourse. Well, she had never had a man take the time to make her come any other way. "Ride me baby. Don't stop until you're screaming my name." "Oooh, Damian! Baby, oh this feels too good." she moaned in response, riding up and down on his long hard shaft. They took their time, like it would never end. With one hand he grasped her waist, and with the other he kneaded one breast at a time, talking to her, telling her how beautiful she was, her body rocking his world as she moved up and down and her hair bounced in every direction, riding him, driving herself down deeper. The warm tingling feeling started to creep through her body, starting at her core and working its way through. Damian didn't have to read her thoughts to see that she was almost there, her body movements and the way she was moaning telegraphed loud and clear. He now had both hands on her waist, pushing her down onto him, their movements becoming more frantic and urgent. "Oh Seema, oh baby. Your pussy is so tight. Tell me how much you like this dick." he said in a low growl. He was close, so very close, but still he waited so they could come together. "Oh Damian, oh goodness, it feels soooo good, baby. Don't stop. Keep hitting it just like that.... Ahhhhh. Damian, I'm about to come!" she yelled suddenly. That was it. The orgasm broke inside her and her pussy went into convulsions. She had a vice-grip on his dick, and that was it for him. He flooded her insides; his dick was throbbing as he pumped into her, making her orgasm even more powerful, as she heard him moan her name the whole time. They panted, out of breath. She had never come like that... She looked at him with an incredibly satisfied expression and bent down to kiss him. He put one hand on each side of her face to hold her there, and then kissed her softly, completely sated, their tongues twirling all around in each other's mouths. He broke the kiss and got up, beckoning to her to follow him into the bathroom, where he turned on the shower and gestured for her to get in, following right behind. The warm water cascaded down her body and made her nipples hard again. Damian and wrapped his arms around her midriff. God, he felt so good. Seema mused dreamily, leaning back against his chest. Damian kissed all along her neck and shoulders; she loved the attention this man was giving her. He grabbed the body wash and poured some onto a washcloth, then washed her body from head to toe. Next, he poured a little soap into one cupped hand and lathered her sensitive pussy. She could feel herself getting turned on again. How can he drive me so crazy like this? She had never been pampered before; certainly this was no mere hook-up. This was much more. Damian took the showerhead and removed it from its holder to rinse off her whole body. Finally he took it and placed the pulsing water against her pussy. With his hands and fingers, he helped get rid of the soap from down there. It was her turn to wash him now. She lathered up the washcloth and gently washed all along the contours of his body. Then she put some soap in her hand and started rubbing his growing cock, lathering and massaging his balls too, which made him even harder. With the showerhead she proceeded to rinse off his body, so caught up in what she was doing, that she hadn't noticed how fully erect he had become. When she turned and reached to put the showerhead back on the hook, he turned her around roughly and was momentarily taken aback at his very urgent kisses. Quickly, he turned the water off and stepped out to get them towels. He wrapped her snugly in the towel and then wrapped himself up then led her into the bedroom. Once there he let his towel drop to the floor and hurriedly snatched hers off, too. He had the most lustful look in his eye, as he grabbed her and forced his tongue into her mouth; then stopped suddenly, and pushed her onto the bed. "Get on your hands and knees and put your ass in the air for me!" he said in an assertive tone. She didn't hesitate to do as she was told. He grabbed her hips and forced her body back toward him. He slicked up his dick with her juices. Droplets of water shimmered on her upper back and shoulders. She looked so sexy like this. He pushed into her, and they both moaned loudly. The view of her ass kept driving him in further; he had started out gently, but it turned all too quickly and he sped up his thrusts. With one arm wrapped around her tummy, he reached his hand down so his fingers could start playing with her clit, rubbing it in circles and flicking it, until she felt like she would explode very soon. Their breaths came short and fast now, their moaning becoming louder and louder with each powerful thrust. "Damian, don't stop. I'm going to cum if you keep doing that." He sped up, his balls now slapping against her swollen pussy, causing more sensations, his hand working frantically at her clit and that was it. Her orgasm exploded in her. She squeezed with all her might as her orgasm took over, and screamed his name aloud as his orgasm took him by storm. She milked and milked his cum. He was squeezing her ass, one strong hand on each cheek as he pumped in and out of her. She finally fell to the bed, completely spent. She had come three times that night; a record for her. As Damian slowly withdrew, she felt like she had to pee, so she got up and hurried to the bathroom. Damian followed, to retrieve two washcloths from the bathroom cabinet. When she was finished, she wiped and flushed while he ran the first washcloth under warm water. She placed one foot up on the edge of Jacuzzi tub as he'd requested. "Wow. I can't believe how considerate you are." she said, as he started to wipe her clean with the washcloth. Damian smiled at her. "I can't believe you never had a man show you this kind of affection." After he was done, he told her to go lay down in the bed; he would be right behind her once he was finished. His bed was so soft and big. She wondered how a man could have a bed like this and be alone at night in it. Of course she knew he wasn't always alone. This thought made her jealous. 'Hearing' her thoughts, Damian hated that she was thinking this way. He didn't want her to feel in any way insecure about his past relationships and flings. They hadn't meant anything to him; well, except for one. But he would explain and prove that to her, in time. She was to be his one and only ... forever. He hurried to join her, wanting nothing more than to lie down next to her and snuggle. He loved cuddling, and wasn't afraid to admit it. She lay on her side, facing away from him, and as he approached the bed he took a moment to look at her before he got in beside her. The blanket covered her form, the supple material draping along her shapely legs to her wide hips, and dipping down to cover her up to her midriff. Her hair was splayed out over the pillow, her head resting in the crook of her arm. She was breath-taking in her beauty. He got in behind her, and as he moved in closer to spoon with her she noticed he had a coolness to his body. "Are you cold, Damian?" she asked. "Maybe a little," he responded back. She took the blanket and pulled it over his body, and moved tighter into him to share her heat. He kissed her shoulder, and they both drifted off into a blissful sleep. ***** Chapter 4 The next morning she awoke to the smell of breakfast cooking. She got up and stretched her well-rested body, letting out a small yawn as she headed to the bathroom. Sensing that she was up, he went up to the bedroom to say good morning. Hearing her in the bathroom relieving herself, he walked over to the door and knocked. It startled her and she let out a little scream. "Sorry love, I didn't mean to scare you. May I come in?" "Yes." she answered back, and started to wash her hands. He stepped inside and opened the bathroom cabinet. He took out an unopened toothbrush and offered it to her. "I have your clothes washing right now." The smile she gave him in response gratified him. "If you'd like, you can take a nice hot shower. Breakfast won't be done for another 15 minutes," he said. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and headed back downstairs. She turned the water on and let the steam fill the room. Her hair twisted into a bun, she stepped into the shower and let the water cascade down her body like a waterfall. All her muscles relaxed. She never felt so rejuvenated in her whole life. She had had the best sex of her life, and with the most gorgeous man she had ever laid eyes on. Not only was he great in bed, he was also attentive. She knew she was falling fast for him. Everything about the way they responded to each other seemed so natural, she mused, as she quickly soaped up and rinsed off. She got out of the shower and grabbed a towel out of the cabinet. "Shoot. What can I put on in the meantime?" she asked herself aloud. Tentatively, she stepped over to his closet. Inside, she found a plain black shirt. "This will have to do I guess." She took her hair out of the bun and let it fall down her back. "I can't believe I let him see me like this," she mumbled, and then laughed. "If we're going to be together, he might as well see what I look like in the morning." She grew excited, picturing them as a couple , and hurried downstairs to meet Damian in the kitchen. A big smile crossed his face when he looked up and saw what she was wearing. He saw her smile back at him and start to twirl her fingers in her hair innocently. "Damn, you look sexy with my shirt on! I can get used to seeing you like this," he exclaimed and watched with pleasure as she blushed. "Come, sit down. Would you like some juice, milk, or coffee?" "May I have a glass of juice and a small cup of coffee, please? I could use the caffeine," she finished. "You can have anything you want, and I mean that." He looked at her with a gentle expression but serious tone. Butterflies started twirling in her belly. No man has ever been so giving without a favor being in return. He heard her thoughts. "Don't worry, this comes with no strings. I want you to be as comfortable and happy as possible." I must be tripping. How could he have said this right after I thought that? Something was going on, and she felt ... she didn't know what. She watched him pour her coffee and juice and set them down in front of her, then take two plates out of the cupboard and set them on the counter next to the stove. He portioned the food onto both plates, and then set hers down, setting down his own as he came over to sit next to her. They ate in companionable silence, barely speaking for a little while. It was delicious, and she thanked him and complimented him on what a great cook he was. Finally their plates were empty, and she got up to collect them and put them in the dishwasher. He smiled, his eyes following her while she worked. She definitely has the 'wifely' traits, he thought. She turned around and faced him on the other side of the island. A smile appeared on her face now as she wiped her hands. "What would you like to do today?" he asked. "Well, I would like to get some new clothes to wear." she said. "Why not wear what you had on yesterday? They will be finished drying soon." She thought about it, and decided he was right. She had some make-up in her purse, too. "Well, what is there to do around here?" she asked him. "Oh, there is plenty to do around here," he said with an evil grin. She knew exactly what he meant, and felt herself get wet; only now, she didn't have underwear to catch her juices. She started blushing at this thought. Damian continued to grin, knowing exactly what she was thinking. He got up and walked around to meet her on the other side, gazing down at her. She was gazing back at him intently also. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips, inserting his tongue into her mouth gently. Time seemed to freeze while their lips locked. He began to caress her backside. She loved how skillful he was with his hands. He picked her up and brought her around the counter, sat her up on the island, and began to take her, well ... his, actually, shirt off. Her nipples were poking out at him, and he couldn't resist, he had to taste them. He so easily excited her; she loved it. And, he in turn loved how he could make her juices flow uncontrollably. He lay her down flat, then took one of her feet and placed it on one stool, and did the same with the other. She was now spread open for him. She felt so exposed yet so comfortable at the same time, and lay still, waiting obediently for whatever would happen next. He went over to the freezer and took out several ice cubes. The sound, when he dropped them into a bowl, startled her. When she looked to see what he was doing, he looked back at her and winked. Love at Last Ch. 03-05 He came back around and stepped in between her legs, then leaned down and started trailing an ice cube all over her breasts. Chills immediately went through her body. She flinched then moaned, as he started licking all over where the ice cubes had been. She was so turned on, her juices starting to flow even more. He took another one and trailed lower this time, then licked and sucked all over her stomach. Finally, he put one in his mouth and rubbed it all through her pubic hair and down both of her thighs. She was flowing like crazy, her juices dripping out of her body and onto the floor. She needed him to put his mouth on her pussy. He sensed this, but first he placed an ice cube right on her clit. She jumped; it was so cold, but it felt so good, yet another new experience he was giving to her. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her hips further toward him. The ice cube in his mouth had melted already, so he reached in the bowl to grab another one. This ice cube, he popped it right into her love hole. The long, loud moan this produced echoed through the house. He placed his mouth on her clit and began to suck. Her juices had mixed with the ice cube as it melted, and she was dripping copiously. He, in turn, was straining in his boxers. The angle they were in was perfect. He took his index finger and pushed it slowly inside her hole, then twisted it in a 'come hither' motion and rubbed it along her g-spot. So many new experiences. He started licking very slowly in long strokes up and down her pussy, all the while sliding his finger against her g-spot. She was moaning and making incoherent noises. The sight of his beautiful woman receiving all of this pleasure turned him on even more and he started picking up speed. She had one hand in his hair, pulling, and the other on her breasts teasing them, as her hips humps against his face. The heat started building in the core of her body; she started feeling like her bladder was full and how she thought she was going to pee. "Don't worry. It's normal to feel that feeling. Let it go," she heard him mumble as he licked and thrust his finger inside her. How did he know I was thinking this? She thought distractedly, pleasure outweighing everything else at the moment. She was going to ask him about this later, but for now she was going to enjoy the best pussy licking she ever received in her life. "Oh yes, baby. You're dripping wet. Don't stop until you cum all over my face. I want my face covered in your sweet cum." Damian kept talking into her pussy. He was going much faster now. She started to feel like she was going to rip apart, and her body was going to go flying everywhere. "Oh yes baby, cum for me. Cum for me now!" he urged. Her orgasm burst through her entire body and a gush of fluid came out of her. She screamed out his name; she never had an orgasm like this one, her pussy kept contracting all over his finger. He was amazed at how tight she was gripping him. Suddenly she passed out. He got up and watched her face intently. Moments later her breathing started to come back to normal, so he let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding. She would come to, soon. He took a clean towel and moistened it with cold water, gently wiping her face and chest, following each wipe with a kiss. He felt her start to move. Her eyes slowly started to open. She began to blink frantically. "Wh ...wh ... what happened?" she managed to mumble out. Then she looked at him with this horrified look. "Did I pass out from that? What's all over your face?" she started getting worried. "Shh, it's alright." He started to caress her forehead. "Let me answer one question at a time. First off, I stimulated your g-spot, which can lead to strong sexual arousal, powerful orgasms and female ejaculation. Which you experienced all three. Woman can pass out from this, which is also completely normal. I'm assuming this never happened to you before?" "No," she said, barely audible. She began to blush, feeling acutely embarrassed. "Don't be embarrassed. That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen, baby." She started to feel better now after a little while, and a smile formed on her face. He picked her up and headed upstairs to the bathroom. He took his boxers off and was naked now. She looked at his erection, and decided it was her turn to return the favor. ***** Chapter 5 She leaned up to kiss him. She didn't care about how his face was covered with her juices. It made her feel sexy and dirty, both in good ways. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and started twirling it against his. She began to roam her hands all through his hair, down to his chest, and further down to his erection. She began to play with it very slowly, all the while kissing him. He moaned in her mouth. He pulled back so they both could catch their breath. "You better quit teasing me." Damian said huskily. "Oh baby, I'm not teasing you." she responded with a gleam in her eyes. She ever so slowly started trailing kisses down his body. Kneeling before him, she took her hands and placed them on his member. She started to kiss all over it, almost like she was worshipping it with her lips. She slowly slid her mouth over him. He let out a louder moan. She continued to go back and forth with him in her mouth. He loved the way her mouth was working on his cock. She was gentle, slow, and taking her time. He started stroking her hair, slowly moving in and out of her mouth. The sensation she was causing him was making him go crazy! She could feel it, so she started picking up the pace. She was making sucking noises, and moaning against him, turning him on even more. Her hands started massaging his balls. He began humping her mouth more urgently now. She could feel his balls start to tighten and move up, and knew that he wasn't going to last much longer. "Seema, oooh, this feels amaaaazing," he started to moan softly, grunting as he thrust into her gorgeous mouth. She picked up more speed, wanting to taste him and began to stroke him while she sucked all of him that she could fit inside her hungry mouth. It added greater pleasure for him, and with one final stroke, and one final grunt followed by a shout from Damian, he began to shoot his cum in her mouth. She kept swallowing and sucking, his whole body now rocking back and forth. Finally, she slowed down, and then stopped. She stared into his eyes while she licked around her lips. He grasped her by her shoulders and pulled her up onto his chest, kissing all over her head and hair and face, wherever his lips could reach. "Oh baby. That was amazing," he said in short breaths. She smiled up at him and gave him a peck on the lips. They both jumped in the shower and washed each other, taking their time, enjoying one another. Once out of the shower, Damian wrapped her up in a towel and did the same for himself. "Oh crap! I need to call Michelle." Seema suddenly stated. All this fun and pleasure made her forget about her dear friend, and the outside world, for that matter. She started to feel a little guilt. How could she forget about her friend like that? "Don't feel bad. She's probably having a great time, like you. I don't see your cell phone ringing off the hook." he stated, trying to ease her guilt. "Yeah, you're right." she replied. "We're both grown woman. I don't need to babysit her, or vice-versa. I'm sure if something happened, she would have called me." Damn it! How can he sense what I'm feeling all the time? She thought for the umpteenth time. That's it! I'm asking him about it today. Damian heard her thoughts. How am I going to explain this to her without her freaking out? He wondered. Quickly, he dressed and left the room in a hurry. Seema stood there, watching in confusion. "What's wrong with him?" she asked herself out loud. A minute later he solved the mystery, returning with her clothes, and handing them to her. "Thank you." "You're welcome." He gave her a soft, tender kiss on the cheek before leaving to give her some privacy as she dressed. Downstairs, she found him sitting on the couch watching TV. "Hey you," he said, smiling. He patted the couch, motioning for her to sit next to him. "How are you feeling?" he asked. "I'm feeling amazing! I just feel all over incredible," she breathed out. "I'm glad to hear that, love. Want to go sit out by the pool and perhaps have a glass of wine?" he asked her. "You have a pool?" she asked excitedly. "I have a lot of things. I'll give you a tour of the house, if you want." At this suggestion, her eyes gleamed with excitement. "Yes! I would love a tour of the house." Damian responded by rising and pulling her to stand up next to him, then they proceeded with the tour. "Let's start upstairs and work our way back down." he said. Once upstairs, they walked all the way to the end of the hall. He opened the first door on the left and they stepped inside his exercise room. "So this is where you maintain that sexy body?" she asked flirtatiously. "Yes. But I've been slacking recently." he said, laughing. They left that room and went on to the next, a beautifully furnished spare bedroom with its own attached bath. All of the furniture was handmade with a lot of decorative carvings. They walked in the next, another bedroom, and she froze: it was enormous, even larger than the one they had slept in. "Is this the master bedroom?" she asked. "Yes. Yes it is." he responded. "Well, why were we sleeping in the other room, then?" she said with a little hurt in her voice. "Well, I want to be honest with you. I hope you don't take it the wrong way." At these words she started tensing up, scared of what he was going to say next. "I was in a relationship a while back, and we broke up. We were actually engaged to wed. I found out she was cheating on me." he started, getting angry again, as he recollected. She'd cheated on him with his best friend. He was angrier with his best friend then with Athenah, and at first he had been willing to forgive her though he was heartbroken. When Athenah had told him she didn't love him anymore, he threw her out of his home and his life for good. He later found out that Giovanni had married her, and turned her. Seema could sense Damian's anger and wanted to comfort him somehow. So she pulled him into her and held him. "I was so heartbroken Seema. I ... I haven't had a chance to get rid of all this stuff we had bought together. I didn't want you to sleep in the same bed that she did," he said softly. Seema sighed at his confession, relieved and overjoyed that he thought of her in that way; and yet she felt so sad for what he had gone through. "I promise, all this stuff will be gone, and everything will be furnished new. Then, we can sleep here." he said sincerely. Seema looked into his eyes, and smiled, genuinely touched by his sweet and thoughtful nature. They finally exited the master bedroom, and decided to finish the tour later. She followed him into the kitchen, where he grabbed two wine glasses and a bottle of wine, and led her outside to sit by the pool. It was beautiful, with a spa built in on one end, plants and flowers everywhere, and the ground was paved in stone around it. He had beautiful furnishings atop the deck. There was a little bar off to the side, and a fireplace in the corner next to the sofa. The view was breath-taking. His house sat up on a big hill that overlooked the city. "It's beautiful, Damian. Your house is just absolutely beautiful." "Thank you, my love," He led her to the sofa, where they sank into the cushions together. He poured her a glass of wine, and then filled his own. They sat quietly, enjoying the summer breeze and the lovely sounds the birds were making. Seema decided that this would be a good time to ask him. Damian sensed her decision, realizing that all he could do was to be honest. He never believed in starting a relationship on lies. He planned on making Seema his forever, and he would be damned if he'd let anything ruin his plan. To be continued...