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She swallows visibly, her cheeks turning into a pretty shade of red. “I… I don't know what you're talking about.”
“Of course you do,” I drawl, standing and walking toward her. I hook an arm around her waist, gently jerking her against my chest. A soft gasp escapes her parted lips, but she makes no move to escape my hold.
"I've barely held myself back from ripping this gorgeous dress off you all evening," I murmur, trailing my fingers over the neckline of her dress. Her breath hitches, but still, she made no effort to step away.
"I want you, Dana," I repeat, keeping my voice leveled. "I want you with an intensity that's beyond reasoning. I've dreamt about putting you in sixty-nine positions in sixty-nine minutes, and I constantly imagine what it'd be like to be inside of you… to fuck you. Hard. Slow. All while I watch your pretty eyes dilate with passion."
I step away from her, jamming my hands in my pockets in a bid to curb the overwhelming lust running through my veins.
“Now, kitty… Do you still want to share a bed with me?”
She remains quiet for a while, then shocks me by closing the distance between us. She raises her eyes to mine, giving me a full view of that majestic, daunting spirit within.
“And what if I say yes?” she asks, her gaze unwavering.
“Dana…”
“I've been thinking about you too,” she says, gingerly pressing her right palm over my heart as if to feel it beat. “A lot.”
“Damn, kitty,” I mutter as blood instantly rushes from my brain to my dick. “You can't torture me like this…”
“Kiss me, Damon,” she interrupts, slowly wrapping her arms around my neck. “I want this.”
I seize her mouth in a hard, almost punishing kiss, backing her up until she hits the bed, pulling me with her. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, loving her eager acceptance. Her hands are everywhere: my shoulders, my hair, running down my arms…
And when we finally pull apart, we stare intensely at each other, our breaths labored.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask, searching her face.
She nods, her eyes filled with conviction. “Yes, I am.”
I lower my mouth to her neck, trailing kisses down her shoulders to her breastbone. “You don't know how much I thought about ripping this dress off you all day.”
“That'd be such a waste,” Dana says, arching lightly when I run my hand down her stomach to her hip. “I really like the dress.”
“I'll buy you a million prettier dresses,” I say, bunching the dress up around her thighs. “As long as I get to rip them all off of you.”
My pulse quickens as I catch a glimpse of her lacy panties, their black color a stark, sexy contrast to her milky skin.
A soft gasp escapes her as I run my right hand along the inside of her thigh. Her skin feels smooth beneath my palm. I replace my hands with my mouth, kissing my way up her thighs. Her scent fills up my nostrils, heady and intoxicating.
“You smell so good, kitty,” I murmur, raising her left leg over my shoulder to give myself more access. A slight shiver wracks her body as I graze my fingers over her lace panties. “I want to eat you up so badly…”
I bury my nose in the crook of her thighs, then swipe my tongue over her bud, tasting her through the lace. She moans softly, an erotic sound that only serves to drive me over the edge.
Hooking my index finger into the edge of her panties, I pull them aside to reveal her wet, pink cunt. She gasps my name as I capture her clitoris in my mouth. I suckle hard, and she lets out a muffled scream. Her fingers find their way into my hair as she writhes uncontrollably beneath me.
I slide a finger into her and– God, she feels so tight.
She seems to tense a little, but instantly goes lax when I tease my tongue over her clitoris. I start to move my finger within her while sucking greedily. She starts to grind into my face, her movements slow and awkward at first. Gradually, she starts to gain momentum until she's created a maddening rhythm.
I can feel my dick throbbing painfully, but I'm determined to make her come. So I continue to fuck her with my tongue and finger until she becomes a quivering mess.
Then I rise swiftly to seal my mouth over hers, giving her a taste of herself. Without taking my lips off hers, I reach between us and rip open the top of her dress. Her nipples, hard as rock, poke my chest, and I fasten my mouth over the nearest one. With one hand fondling her unoccupied breast, I unfasten my buckle with the other, releasing myself. I pump my length once, twice, and then I plunge into her in one hard thrust.
She screams – a blood-curdling cry that effectively penetrates the haze in my head. I freeze inside of her and look at her face. Her eyes are tightly shut, and her expression is set in deep pain. I stare at her, confused and more than a little scared.
Scared that I've hurt her.
