Page 20 of Just One Night Together

“Probably not, and even if I do, it’s only fair.”

“Fair?” She had that adorable look of confusion again.

“You’ve been driving me wild since I got here.”

She blushed more deeply, her eyes sparkling with delight, then Damon eased down her length. He flattened his hands against her thighs and bent to close his mouth over her. Haley moaned and shivered, but he didn’t let her go. He held her down and ate her leisurely, taking all the time in the world to slide his tongue slowly over her, to trace little circles on her clitoris, to graze that taut bud with his teeth until she gasped and shuddered. He coaxed the heat within her to build, then backed off, starting again and again.

It wasn’t unlike massage, a very intimate style of effleurage that stroked and soothed and stimulated at the same time. He didn’t rush and he felt her responding to his touch vehemently as if she’d never been pleasured like this before.

Maybe she hadn’t.

Maybe he was the first to go down on her.

That only fed Damon’s determination to make it special. Her entire body grew taut and all he could smell was her arousal mixed with the scent of the lotion. She was writhing beneath him, on the very cusp of orgasm for what seemed like a thousand years.

“I can’t make a sound,” she whispered in desperation. “My neighbors! The walls are thin and they can’t know...”

Damon moved quickly, knowing this was holding her back. He locked one hand over her mouth and leaned over her, pinning her down as he pinched her clitoris with his other hand. She screamed suddenly, the sound muffled by his hand, and shook from head to toe with the force of her release. She shivered as he drew her close and she clung to him.

“All of you,” she whispered against his chest. “Now!”

She curled beneath him and licked his nipple, making it tighten just the way hers had done. She reached down and closed her hand around his erection, caressing him, and her touch nearly sent him to the moon. Somehow he managed to reach back for his jeans and get the condom from his wallet. Haley took the package out of his hands and opened it, smoothing the condom over him with sure strokes. Her fingertips made little circles against his skin, and her eyes glowed with mischief when she glanced up at him. “Next time, I’ll do the mouthwork.”

The suggestion was enough to make Damon’s heart thunder. She was efficient about taking him inside her and he was glad of that. He’d linger over it the next time. She was hot and tight and slick, urging him all the way inside her before she suddenly rolled him to his back. She was astride him, riding him, her hair wild and her smile radiant. There couldn’t have been a better view in all the world.

How had he ever thought she was prim? Restrained? One who stood back and watched?

Damon seized Haley’s waist as she started to move, then put his hand beneath her. With every stroke, she collided with his fingertip and he moved so that the impact had maximum effect. She was blushing again, the red rising from her breasts this time, her nipples taut and her breasts bouncing slightly. Damon lifted his hips, filling her completely, knowing he wouldn’t last long.

“I’ll suck you dry next time,” she whispered.

“I’ll have you against the wall next time,” he promised. To have her talking dirty to him was incredibly exciting.

“I’ll let you be on top next time.”

“I’ll take you from behind next time.”

She gasped, her mouth opening in surprise, and Damon knew she was close. He rolled, pinning her beneath himself, locking their hands together. She bucked beneath him, clearly enjoying herself. “As soon as I silence you, you’ll come,” he whispered and her eyes danced.

“You know me too well already,” she had time to whisper in reply, then Damon kissed her. He drove deep and rubbed against her, savoring the way she arched against him, the way she trembled, the way she roared with her release. He devoured the sound, wanting to devour her, then felt her nails as she gripped his hands hard and shook to her very marrow.

It was enough, more than enough to send him over the edge. He managed to bury himself deep inside her before he came. He would have shouted but Haley consumed the sound with her delicious kiss.

* * *

Damon rainedkisses over Haley’s cheek, her temple, her throat, then sat up with her in his lap. He bent his head and rested his brow against hers, then sighed with apparent contentment. Haley could only agree.

She curled against his chest, tucking her feet beneath herself, and ran her hands over his shoulder and upper arm.

Why this tattoo? She knew they often meant something, but this one was just graphic and dark. It looked mean, which she didn’t associate with Damon.

“Too bad neither of us liked that,” she teased and he chuckled.

“Too bad.” He stole a kiss and there was a wicked glint in his eyes. “Maybe we should try again.”

She laughed. “Maybe you and your energy are a bad influence.”

Damon grinned and she liked how much younger he looked. “Seems like an influence that suits you just fine.” He pushed a hand through her hair, cupped her nape, and pulled her close for another satisfying kiss.