"You got the dress I see."
Spinning around, her grin widened as she set her eyes on Damon, looking as sexy as ever in a black suit, with the blue pin-striped shirt he'd been wearing earlier. "Thank you so much. I love it!" she squealed rushing across the room and into his arms. "You don't need to buy me stuff. I'm happy just to be with you again." She pressed herself against him and kissed his lips lightly. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."
Damon chuckled, "You're welcome."
She stepped back and examined the dress again, feeling like a princess and praying it would fit. "I really don't need you buying me stuff."
Damon's smile faded and he shrugged. "In that case, I guess I can take this back."
Turning back to him, her eyes quickly caught sight of a brown bag dangling from a string on his finger. "Well, we can make one more exception." She rushed back to the coffee table and gently placed the dress back into the box, feeling like a child on Christmas day.
She spun back around to see Damon standing behind her, the parcel for her still suspended from his index finger. Taking the bag, her heart rate accelerated as she peeped inside.
"Well, open it!" Her eyes met his and she could see his excitement was at par with hers. As kids he'd always loved buying her little things. Neither one of them had much in the way of money so they couldn't afford much, but it hadn't been about the money. It had always been about the thought.
Sitting back down and with trembling fingers she pulled out a medium sized narrow box. Opening the white box she was confronted with a black velvet jewellery case.
"Damon, you really don't need to spoil me," she said as she slowly opened the box. Despite her protest, she loved that he had.
"In that case, I can take it..."
She slapped his hands away from the box. "No. You already bought it."
Chuckling, Damon sat back onto the sofa and watched intently as she continued opening the box and gasped. Katrina's blue eyes widened, hardly being able to believe what she was looking at. The diamonds sparkled unlike anything she'd ever seen before. She didn't even have to know the price to know the contents of the box cost more than she'd make with two years wage, at the hotel.
Her legs felt weak under her and she sat down next to Damon, as she fingered the stunning necklace. The diamond bangle bracelet and earrings were equally as stunning, but it was the large yellow sapphire that kept her eyes drawn to it.
"This is too much Damon," she gasped as she continued to finger the beautiful diamonds. "I don't know what to say."
Damon took the box from her and set it onto the coffee table, next to the dress. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her over to him. Katrina stretched out over him and kissed him softly. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." He ran his fingers through her long locks, taking a moment to watch the golden strands falling from his fingertips. "There is one thing you can do for me."
Katrina nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, anything."
"Put the dress and jewellery on. We have a little function to go to. I tried to get out of it, but it's a charity thing and it was strongly suggested we attend." His hands snaked their way around her waist, holding her secure to him.
Katrina's spirits fell. She hated the idea of sharing him this evening. She was being greedy, she knew she was, but after the previous evening with him the only thing she could think about was the feel of his hard, naked body against hers. She'd been itching to masturbate all day, but she'd restrained herself waiting for him.
His grin widened upon seeing her disappointment. "It'll be a couple hours at the most; we'll try to escape within an hour."
She nodded. "Okay." She ran her index finger down the front of his shirt. "And then you're all mine for the rest of the evening?"
"To do whatever you want with," he confirmed, brushing his lips across her temple.
She wiggled onto him, and relished the sound of his sharp intake of breath and the feel of his growing dick against her. "Mmmmm. You're making it too tempting an offer to refuse."
"Good." He gave her ass a quick, but smarting slap, making her yelp in both surprise and because of the sharp burn that came from the slap.
Pulling back and getting to her feet she growled at him, eyes narrowing. "You'll pay for that mister."
Damon laughed, mischief dancing in his dark eyes. "Oh promises, promises." Getting to his feet, Damon picked up the box with the dress in it and nodded towards the jewellery case. "Come on. Let's get ready for the ball, baby."
She cocked a brow up at him. "A ball. Are you serious?" She grabbed her beautiful new necklace, earrings and bracelet.
"As a heart attack, sweet thang," he attempted a Southern drawl, but failed miserably. He attempted to give her rump another smack, but she scampered out of the way and turned the tables on him, giving him a taste of his own medicine, smacking him soundly on the rear.
He made a soft 'omph' sound and growled at her. "Oh, you're going to pay for that missy."
"Gotta catch me first!" Without waiting for a response she clutched her jewels to her chest and sprinted from the room on her way towards the stairwell leading to the bedrooms on the second floor. She heard laughter behind her, along with his heavy footsteps in hot pursuit. She doubted she'd mind all that much if he caught her, but at least wanted to make him work for it - if even just a little bit.
*****
Katrina stepped into the satin gown and wiggled as she pulled it up and slipped the straps over her shoulders. How he knew what her size was still baffled her, she'd gained some poundage since they were younger, but it seemed everything Damon did was perfect... Well, except for the idea of driving the Ferrari to the lookout, but she'd cut him some slack on that considering he was trying to be romantic.
Brushing her loose hair over one shoulder, she reached behind her and attempted to pull the zipper up, but was only able to get it part of the way. She groaned her frustration and sighed. Leaving her massive dressing room, which was easily as big as her apartment in Bangor, she entered the bedroom she was going to be sharing with Damon to search him out.
She stopped in mid-stride when she laid eyes on him. Standing in the middle of the bedroom, adjusting a cuff-link was Damon wearing a tuxedo and looking so drop dead sexy that it took her breath away, rendering her speechless.
He turned his eyes toward her and a wide smile broke out on his face.
"I... Ummmm." Katrina frowned. Her words seemed to leave her.