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Reaching between us, Damien rubbed my clit with his thumb as he filled me, surging deeper and deeper with every attempt.
“That’s my girl,” he rasped, dropping his forehead to mine as he watched me stretch and struggle to take him all. “That’s my fuckin’ angel. Look at you.”
Damien lifted his eyes to mine as my hips began to roll in concert with his expert thumb.
“That feel good, baby?”
He licked his lips, and I leaned forward, needing to taste them as well.
Damien granted my wish, kissing me deeply and working my clit until I finally relaxed enough to let him all the way in. Removing his hand, Damien thrust into me fully, and the moment his pelvis pressed against my clit, my pussy contracted around him in pleasure.
“Fuck,” Damien hissed, capturing my lip between his teeth.
“What do you want to do, Mrs. Hughes?” he asked, withdrawing and filling me again in one slow, hard thrust. “Because if I have my way, I’m gonna keep fucking you right here against this wall.”
“Promise?” I whispered, digging my heel into his firm arse until he ground against me again. It was everything I’d been craving since the last time we were there, another dream that Damien had made come true without me even having to ask.
“God, you’re perfect.” He smiled before diving for my lips again, and that one fleeting grin was nearly enough to make me come all by itself.
Harder and faster, Damien pounded into me, stone digging into my back as my nails dug into his. Teeth sank into throats. Fingers sank into hair. We weren’t afraid to add a few new scars to our battle-worn bodies because we knew that once we used them up, we would just get new ones and do it all over again.
I reveled in the sound of his body pounding against mine as it echoed throughout the cave, as his moans turned to growls and reverberated through my chest.
Lifting my other leg, Damien held me up by the back of my thighs, and with my hips tilted slightly, he was able to fill me even deeper than before.
A desperate whimper punctuated my every panting breath as I reached between us and rubbed my clit.
“That’s my girl,” Damien rasped, swelling inside of me. “You ready, baby?” He kissed me, thrusting faster. “You ready to come for me?”
“Mmhmm,” I moaned, nodding against his forehead as he drove into me harder. Pushed my body to the brink of something magical.
“That’s it,” he hissed as I whimpered, squeezing him tighter. “Fuck, I can feel you. Let go, angel. Let go. I got ya.”
Damien’s words were my undoing. Gripping his shoulders, I buried my face in his corded neck as the outside world shattered and fell to his feet. There was only darkness, and the weightlessness of being held in Damien’s arms, and a pulsing, euphoric, all-consuming rush of heat as he stilled inside of me and came on a strangled cry.
Without putting me down, Damien walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, filling me fully as I settled onto his lap.
A soft moan left my lips as I gazed into eyes the same color as my favorite place in the entire world.
Glancing over Damien’s shoulder at the desk, I noticed a familiar black bag sitting in the chair, and a smile spread across my face.
“My backpack!” I cried. “Damien! Oh my God, are my books still in there?”
He nodded. “Your books, your photos, a few cheap cigars.”
“My books.” I laughed and shook my head, that sentence taking on a whole new meaning. “I still can’t believe I wrote those.”
“I can.” Damien said, his voice suddenly serious. “You can do anything, Clover. Literally anything.”
Gazing back at his sweet face, I ran my hands through his hair and considered our future. “What are you going to do?” I asked. “I could turn the shed into a woodshop for you.”
Damien shook his head. “I think … I might try for a position on the County Council.”
“What?” I couldn’t hide the surprise in my voice. “You don’t even like politics.”
“I don’t, but … I want to fix this place … for you. I want to make things right.”
I beamed. “Then, you will.”
