She stood and left. It was no wonder he practically begged for an invite to her sister’s party. Zach had big plans for his future in the State Attorney’s office, and he thought Donna was his link to the governor. He was an exceptional prosecutor and she didn’t mind helping a brother out. However, she did mind that he thought she was unaware she was being used. She laughed inside because Zach was oblivious to the fact that he was being used as well. There was no way she was showing up to a party full of Creeds without a handsome man by her side. Hell, Lincoln could’ve shown up with a woman on his arm. She wasn’t about to be looking all lonely in front of him.
Donna weaved through the small crowd in the backyard and entered the house through the patio door just as Lucas was palming Bella’s ass.
“Y'all got company,” she scolded.
“Our company is out there and we’re in here,” Lucas pointed out with a smirk.
“I’min here.”
“Then, get out!” he blurted through laughter.
Donna folded her arms and leaned against the wall. “Nope,” she quipped. “I ain't going nowhere.”
Lucas grinned and raised an eyebrow. “Then, stay here and watch me play with your sister’s sweet ass.”
“Ughh! I’ll pass. I gotta go vomit.”
She pushed herself off the wall and left the kitchen. She had to admit, she loved the way Lucas and Bella interacted. Her sister seemed genuinely happy and Lucas seemed to care a great deal about her. Maybe it was a twin thing, but when Bella was happy or sad, her emotions seemed to wash over Donna. As she walked down the hall, thoughts about all her sister had gone through during her divorce and how happy she was now, made Donna smile.
She continued on to the bathroom and was only a few feet from her destination when she felt an arm grab her around her waist.
“What the fuck?” she exclaimed.
As she was being pulled through the pantry door, she was unable to see who’d grabbed her. But she definitely recognized his scent, a mixture of clean linen and testosterone. She would always remember being bathed in his scent as he fucked them both into a cooling sweat.
“Lincoln, what are you doing?” she asked when he pinned her against the wall.
He narrowed his eyes, giving her a stern look. “Who’s the guy?” he gritted, pushing his bulge against her stomach.
“H-he’s nobody,” she said through a breath.
“Nobody?” He raised the hem of her long, black maxi dress. Along the way, he allowed his fingers to glide along her outer thigh.
“Lincoln, what are you doing?”
Her voice turned husky. Her skin began to tingle, and she could actually feel the blood rushing to her swelling genitals.
“Lin—”
“Shut up!” he commanded. “You have the nerve to treat me like a piece of meat, ignore my calls, and show up here with a man.” His cobalt glare turned menacing. “Oh, sweet Donatella, you have to pay for that.”
“I—”
Cutting her off, Lincoln grabbed the back off her head and slammed his lips to hers. Donna immediately went limp, but he held her firm by wrapping an arm around her waist. She moaned into his mouth when their tongues entwined.
Lincoln braced her against the wall and pulled the fabric of her dress over her hips. He was less than gentle when he tore the thin lace from between her thighs and tossed it to the floor. His breathing increased, but he didn’t break the connection of their kiss as he worked the buckle of his belt and the button on his fly.
Once he freed himself of all barriers, he pressed his fingers to her engorged clit. Donna gasped and threw her head back, severing their link. She looked into his hooded green eyes as he massaged her pussy with expertise. She saw determination; his determination to make her cum. Using one foot, he pushed her legs apart. With only his fingers, he was working her pussy into an orgasmic frenzy.
“Ah, fuck!” she cussed, pulling his mouth to hers.
He kissed her with immense passion through an explosive and much-needed orgasm.
“Fuck!” she gasped against his lips.
Her breathing was erratic as she collapsed against the wall. Through her own hooded eyes, she saw his mischievous grin.
“Oh, no, baby doll,” he chuckled. “I’m not even close to being done with you.”
