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‘Don’t you want to fuck me?’ I said. He’d not even come.
‘More than anything. But I want you when you’re not tipsy on Prosecco and exhausted. It’s late and we need to sleep, otherwise the big man won’t come,’ he said with a grin.
‘I think he already did,’ I said with a yawn.
Damien let out a laugh and shook his head. ‘You’re something else. It’s late, and I promise that if you still want it, I’ll give you cock for Christmas. Okay?’
‘Yes, please,’ I said sleepily, snuggling into the cosy duvet.
‘Bash, you staying?’ he asked, climbing in beside me and scooping my naked ass against his still hard cock.
‘No, I think I’ll head up.’
I looked over at him, seeing him run a hand through his hair and look away from me.
‘Is everything okay?’ I asked.
‘Mmm. Yup. I’ll see you both in the morning.’ His icy demeanour had returned, and my stomach sank when he turned and left.
‘Is he mad at me?’ I asked Damien, who ran his fingers slowly up and down my side as he cuddled in.
‘No. He’ll be having some post-nut clarity.’
‘About Adam?’
‘Yeah. He knows he doesn’t deserve you, but he’s still his dad. He’ll come around.’
‘How do you know?’
‘Because the last time he looked at a woman, the way he looks at you, he married her.’
‘And what about you?’
‘Stop fishing for compliments, you wee pest. Sleep.’
And sated, I did.
NINE
Dirty moments filled my dreams.I writhed, becoming aware of fingers between my thighs and whispered breaths on my neck.
‘Shh, baby, you don’t need to wake up. I’m going to take what I need while you sleep.’
My eyes were still closed, remaining somewhere halfway between awake and asleep, the circling on my clit something of a fever dream. It felt so good.
‘Mmm, open those thighs up for me, Poppet. You’ve been teasing me with that ass all night and I need to fill you up.’
The duvet was warm around me and my body felt loose and alien as my leg lifted and something nudged at my pussy.
‘You’ll take it all like such a sweet little thing. That’s it, nice and slow. You can just keep sleeping if you’re tired.’
My head couldn’t make sense of whether I was dreaming or awake as the tip of him entered me, sliding slowly in and out. The stretch was delightful, and I pressed back against him, needing more.
It was when he gripped my hip and thrust into me fully that I knew I was awake, face pressed into the mattress as he groaned in my ear.
‘Fuck, I knew you’d feel good, Poppet.’
‘Damien,’ I gasped, his fingers still circling my clit as he filled me.
