“You disappeared for a second there,” he said.
“I was just thinking about you.”
“All good thoughts?” he asked, kneeling on the bed. She went to her elbows to stare down at him.
“I was thinking about how much I love you.”
That had him pausing, and then staring at her. “What?”
“I’m in love with you, Damian Denton.”
He moved from between her thighs so that his lips were on hers, kissing her. “You can’t say shit like that, and not expect me to fall even deeper in love with you.”
“I’m your woman, Damian. In every single way that matters, I belong to you. You own me, heart, body, soul.” She cupped his cheek, smiling. “You make me so happy.”
“Oh, fuck, woman. You’re going to have me crying in a moment.” He kissed her lips.
“No crying. I want you to lick my pussy,” she said, feeling her cheeks heat.
“What my woman wants, she will always get.
”
He kissed his way down her body, and her eyes closed as he flicked each of her nipples before moving down to her bellybutton. She released a giggle as his tongue dived in.
“Stop,” she said, laughing.
He did, instantly, and then his tongue was sliding up and down her slit, and any protest or even any thought ceased. He circled her clit, then went down, sliding into her pussy, tongue-fucking her.
“You taste so fucking good,” he said, gripping her ass in his hands, and holding her still as he licked her pussy. The pleasure already started to mount as he sucked on her clit. He wouldn’t allow her to get accustomed to the feel of his mouth on her clit as he’d move down, and begin to fuck her with his tongue. When she was loving that, and thrusting down onto him, he’d pull out, replacing his tongue with his fingers, making her so wet she was sure she soaked the sheet.
Still, he wouldn’t take her over that edge, and he kept on teasing her, tormenting her.
“Please, Damian.”
“You want to come, baby?” he asked.
“Yes. I want to come. Stop tormenting me. Please, Damian.”
“Who do you love?” he asked.
“You. You know it’s you. You’re all I want, and it will only ever be you.” She grabbed hold of the sheets beneath her, trying to ground herself, to keep control of her rioting emotions. She was so close to coming, but Damian liked to keep her on the edge, never allowing her to reach that peak.
“Who you want to fuck?” he asked.
“Damian, it’s you, it will always be you. Please, take me.” She would beg him if she had to.
He flicked her clit at the same time his fingers thrust within her pussy, creating a sensation that was totally addictive.
She came apart, screaming his name as he drove inside her again and again, sucking on her clit, prolonging the pleasure so that she was a shaking mess.
She couldn’t concentrate on anything else but the pleasure of his mouth on her pussy. He didn’t stop, and just kept on sucking her pussy, hurtling her into another orgasm. Only when she was coming down from her second did he stop, and begin to kiss his way up her body, going to her breasts. “Do you have any idea how much I fucking love your body?” he said.
“I know I love yours.” She ran her hands down his back, loving how hard his body was against hers.
He chuckled. “I love the feel of your tits next to me, and how damn good they feel.” He pushed them together, and began to lick each nipple. “I love everything about you.” He moved between her thighs, and she gasped as the tip of his cock pressed against her entrance. She closed her eyes as inch by glorious inch, he began to fill her.
Finally, in one hard thrust, he was deeply inside her, and she moaned his name. Damian pushed some of her hair out of the way, and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I have been thinking about doing this all day long.”