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“I love your hair like this.” He fingers a few tendrils of loose hair from my bun.
I soak in his compliment. With Damon next to me, his fingers on me. I can’t wait for him to be inside again.
“Take off your bra.” I do as he says. Then I grip his shirt, silently urging him to remove it. He does, and moisture pools between my legs at the sight of his bare chest.
“I thought about this all day,” he continues, eyeing my breasts. “It was the sexiest thing... to have you ask for what you want.”
His words spark a shiver down my spine. That is what this morning was, wasn’t it? Asking for what I wanted.
By the time I reach for him, he’s taken off his trousers and boxers halfway. He’s gripping his cock, his gaze penetrating mine, eyes dark, like he’s trying to blacken my soul with a single glance.
He probably could. A few looks and words were all it took to get me in his bed.
“No more foreplay,” I beg him.
But he pushes me onto the bed, refusing to listen. He’s torturing me—kissing me all over and sucking me.
He’s exploring all of me, testing my patience, delaying gratification.
As he looks at me with admiration and a touch of something else I can’t pinpoint, I can’t imagine my life without Damon. I can’t imagine not talking to him, not arguing with him, not seeing him, not hearing the bristly tone of his voice and choice of words that he reserves for the entire world.
He’s teasing my sex, running his fingers all around it, circling the edges of my clit, touching everywhere but where I desperately need.
“Damon, I’ll die if you don’t fuck me now.” My head shifts on the pillow, my pussy against his hand one minute. The next, he’s on top of me, thrusting inside of me. A moan escapes me while he groans, burying his lips in the crook of my neck.
I can’t believe he’s fucking me without a condom after getting upset for doing so this morning. Not that I’ll complain—I love feeling the rawness of him inside of me.
He then cups my cheek with his hand, rocking against me, staring at me as if I’m the goddess of light. When he kisses me next, I close my eyes, losing my inhibitions to the sensations, to the pain and pleasure of having Damon inside me twice today after years of unwanted abstinence.
“You’re beautiful with me filling you.” He halts his next words when his lips seal with mine. I suck on his tongue, biting gently, leading him to thrust harder.
In one swift movement, his mouth pulls away and so does his erection. He twists my body so that my stomach touches the bed. He grabs my hips, and I welcome him deep within me.
“Damon.”
He’s holding me down, my ass high up, inviting perfect thrusts from him.
God.
This is better than riding a bike. This is my epiphany. Damon cures my addiction to thrills better than anything or anyone else in my life ever did.
I squirm. He’s so deep—so very deep.
I’m breathless and restless, gripping the sheets as he leans closer to me, torturing my nipples before he torments my clit.
“Let go, Gemma.” The sound of his voice as he says my name sends me to a cloud full of ecstasy. I moan out his name, loud and breathless, as I come around his cock. He’s right there, right there with me, groaning and gripping me tightly by the hips.
I feel his release, my sex satisfied, my breathing shallow.
He pulls out and comes crashing onto the bed next to me, kissing my hair. I turn around and hook my arms around his neck—kissing the marks I left on it this morning.
Two blue eyes swirl through my thoughts but I push them away. This is what I wanted. I wanted this, I wantedhim. And I can’t bring myself to regret it.
My heart beats stupidly fast against my chest. Can Damon hear it? What does he think of this? Of us.
It’s different with you.
I close my eyes, letting his words consume me, reassure me. Heat moves swiftly through me again as he traces his fingers up and down my back. The hair on my skin rises and so do my breaths.
