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“Then they’ll get to watch me worship you like the queen you are.” With that, he pushes my skirt up until it bunches around my hips and spreads my thighs wide.
I squirm, embarrassed to be exposed like this, but his fingers tighten.
“Don’t. Let me look at you.” His thumb brushes along my seam, and my eyes roll back.
“So fucking wet already.” He hums in the back of his throat and repeats the motion, and this time, my hips curl to deepen his touch. All modesty is lost when he lifts my legs, tilting me back for better access, and runs his tongue from back to front, licking his lips when he meets my gaze.
“You taste fucking delicious.” His mouth is back on me, stroking, sucking, biting until I’m a writhing mess in his arms.
“Damon,” I cry, fingers digging into his hair as I try to hold on to my sanity.
“I’ve got you.” He slips one finger in and then another, hooking them inside of me to hit the perfect spot.
My teeth clench as he orchestrates the pleasure in my body to build over and over itself until I’m lost to the noise of my orgasm breaking me apart.
Panting, I grip one hand around the chair arm, and the other stays in his hair as he gently traces my clit with his tongue. I twist against his touch. “Sensitive.”
He just smiles and sucks it between his lips, drawing a gasp from mine.
There’s an aching hollowness that only he can fill growing inside me. I grip his hair, pulling him back so his dark gaze meets mine. “Damon, I need you to fuck me.”
That earns me a smile as he lifts from his knees. “Anything you want.”
A thrill rolls through me at the promise in his eyes. “I think I could get used to this you-obeying-me thing.”
“Is that right?” Damon says, then flips me so I’m facing the back of the throne, my knees firmly on the seat.
His fingers trail up the back of my thighs, flipping my skirt up, and he groans low in his throat.
“Fuck,” he hisses right before his teeth sink into the soft flesh of my ass.
I cry out, but he just chuckles and licks the sore spot until pleasure replaces the pain.
The hard head of his cock circles my entrance, and my mouth falls open as he slowly fills me, drawing out each second until he’s buried deep within me.
There is a burning, tingling sensation as my body adjusts to his with each thrust, until I’m pushing back into him, encouraging him to move faster.
He groans, his fingers tracing where he’s entering me. “I wish you could see how well your pussy takes me.”
“Damon.” I breathe his name, struggling to speak as his rhythm turns punishing.
His fingers wrap around my throat, applying gentle pressure as his chest rests on my back, guiding me to lean into him.
“You feel so fucking good I can’t be gentle with you.”
“Fuck me, Damon.”
He chuckles low against my neck and obeys, fucking me harder as his grip tightens around my neck until my head grows fuzzy.
“That’s it. Take me just like that.” He pounds into me as his hand reaches around, pressing down on my clit, instantly pushing me over the edge of my orgasm.
He doesn’t stop as it crashes through me, until his own hot cum fills me.
Damon pants against my neck, lips grazing the sensitive skin, and says, “I don’t fucking deserve you, but I’m going to make you happy that you love me every day for the rest of your life.”
