Angie didn't know what to say, and when he dropped his head to her breast and took her nipple into his mouth and began suckling her, every thought of responding flew from her brain as a multitude of colors exploded in her head.
He licked her breast, sipped at her nipple, and fastened his mouth to the tender flesh just above the tip and began sucking with a rhythm that shut down her thought process.
He released her hair and wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her. He held her tightly in an unbreakable embrace as he moved his mouth from breast to breast, making breathing difficult and arousing her so much she began to think she might come from just his mouth on her nipples.
She began to whimper, and he let her go, and almost violently, ripped the rest of the clothes from his body. He came back to her completely naked and Angie reached for him, but he denied her by clasping his hands around her upper thighs and forcing them apart. He crawled between her legs and looked down at her most feminine spot, which was open to his gaze and unprotected.
Angie felt a million emotions at once. She almost cringed because the light was still on and she felt a sharp arrow of modesty that she couldn't control. But she also felt arousal, hot and sweet, slide down her spine at the unadorned expression of pure lust on his face. As he continued to look between her legs with a mesmerized expression, a groan rattled from his chest and exploded from his throat with such force that it shook the bed. "Need. To. Fuck. You."
At his words, a bloom of heat exploded between her thighs as a current of sexual need made the oxygen hitch in her throat.
He reached down with both hands and put his fingers on her inner lips and spread her out, while he examined her to his fill. A subtle tension shook his shoulders and holding her pressed open with one hand, he slid his long, middle finger inside. Angie cried out as sensation held her in its grip. He grunted from deep within his chest as he manipulated his finger inside of her.
Lost in a world of exquisite sensations, Angie reached down and found his hard shaft. At the first touch of her fingers, he reared back from her and pushed her hand away. "You want it over already?" he growled.
She began shaking her head back and forth on the pillow in denial, and he took his touch away from her feminine core. He lifted his hands toward hers and motioned with demand, "Hands. Now."
"What?"
"Give me your hands."
With a rush of trepidation battling the primitive hunger in her veins, Angie slowly relinquished her hands to him. He sank his fingers around her wrists and planted them at either side of her hips in a grip that dominated her and gave him absolute control. Holding her immobile, he wasted no time, and dropping his head between her thighs, placed his mouth on her and began kissing her in the most intimate way possible.
Sexual need, hot and fierce slammed down her spine as he began licking her, spreading his tongue out and swiping her from top to bottom and back again. Back and forth, over and over until she was blistered with a need so profound that she wouldn't have been able to describe it if forced to.
He sank his mouth over her clit and raked his teeth across it, and the feeling was so indescribable that she saw stars. He lifted his head and with an expression etched in stone, he forced out, "I'm going to let go of your hands. Do not move, you understand me?"
Angie let out a tiny mewling noise.
"I mean it, Angie. You move a single inch and you'll regret it. Nod your head if you understand."
Angie nodded her head and he released her hands immediately. She fisted them into the sheet to keep them in place as his mouth dropped back down to her clit. Simultaneously, she felt his finger sink back inside of her, and with colors spinning in her head, she endured the pleasure as long as she could before she began splintering around him.
She began moaning from the back of her throat, and as he moved his finger inside of her like magic and bit into her clit just short of pain, Angie exploded in a downpour of fiery sensations.
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Damian was going to lose it. He was seriously going to lose it if he couldn't get it inside of her right now. Now.
He withdrew his hand from her as gently as possible and reared to his knees. Gritting his teeth to keep from plunging into her bareback, he swiped the condom package from the end table and tore the plastic with his teeth. He held his straining cock in one hand, and rolled the rubber down with the other.