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He presses a searing trail of kisses along my jawline and neck, fingers lightly tracing the hem of my shirt. “May I?” The gravelly request vibrates against my flushed skin, pulling a shuddering inhale from my lips.
Giving the smallest of nods, I lift my arms to allow Damian to undress me. He slides the shirt up tantalizingly slowly, caressing every new inch of exposed skin. I can’t help the moan that escapes as his gaze rakes over my bare torso.
Any lingering shyness evaporates beneath the heated intensity of Damian’s eyes. This is a man thoroughly worshiping and savoring every detail of my body as if I am the most precious work of art.
“Perfection,” he rasps in a tone thick with want before claiming my lips once more.
Emboldened, I allow my hands to roam the hard planes of his chest, feeling the taut muscles quivering beneath my touch. I tug insistently at the fabric separating us until he pulls back just long enough to tear it off in one heated motion.
My breath catches in my throat as Damian’s chiseled torso is finally revealed to me. He is undeniably the most strikingly handsome man I have ever laid eyes on. His physique is sculpted to perfection—toned and powerful.
However, as my gaze rakes over his bronzed skin, I notice the faint lines of scars marring his otherwise flawless form. Some are thin and faded with age, while others look more recent and jagged. They crisscross his abdomen and chest, reminders of the dangerous world he inhabits.
The dangerous world I now inhabit.
He presses our bodies flush together, searing skin against searing skin. The new, intimate contact draws matching gasps of pleasure from our lips. His skilled fingers quickly unclasp my bra with ease as he pauses, a hungry smile on his face.
Damian lowers his head, taking my nipple into his mouth, his tongue lavishing the puckered bud.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he murmurs, kissing at the fullness of my breast before returning to my nipple.
My hands bury in his thick hair as my back arches, loving the feeling of his mouth on me. His other hand freely plays with my other breast, massaging and flicking the nipple before returning his attention to it with his mouth.
After a few moments, he pulls away and a cold chill runs through me as the air hits my wet, lonely buds. His hands slide down my waist, thumbs hooking on the waistband of my leggings and underwear before pulling them down in one quick, smooth motion.
“Fucking beautiful,” he mutters, pressing his lips to my stomach before trailing down my torso to my hips, then my thighs.
He leaves kisses everywhere, and I can’t catch my breath.
My brain no longer works as his lips dance around the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, moving closer and closer to my heated core. A hard gasp falls from my mouth as his tongue separates my folds, caressing the engorged, sensitive nub hidden between them.
I can't believe this is happening. Not because it’s my first time, but because of how much I want Damian. It feels incredible. Amazing.
I am full of nerves, but not in the self-conscious way I anticipated. I want him, but I can’t quite understand the heaviness of my desire. He’s gentle but still in control, and I love it.
My grip tightens on his hair as he continues to lick and suck, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
“Damian!” I pant, closing my eyes and lifting my hips.
He wraps my legs around his head, gripping my thighs as he continues his assault on me. A deep, low moan rolls in my throat and pours out my mouth as my body begins to tremble and shake, just mere seconds away from climax.
But then he stops.
I gasp at the sudden cool breeze hitting me. My eyes fly open as I make a weak, pitiful moan.
“Not yet,” he says simply.
I watch as he loosens his belt, undoing the button of his pants and pulling his massive, thick cock out.
My eyes widen at its size, and I hesitate, unsure whether all of it will even fit. As if reading my mind, he chuckles.
“It will fit perfectly fine. Don’t you worry.”
He leans over me, pressing his cock against the inside of my thigh as he pushes two fingers into my dripping core.
I let out a gasp as a sharp pain courses through me.
His fingers still. “Are you okay?”
