I enjoyed sex, don’t get me wrong, but lately, it turned into an itch to scratch, a way to lose myself for a couple of hours. And while I always left my partners satisfied, it was more about chasing my high than anything else.
But not tonight.
When Brianna placed her hand on the doorknob and led me toward her bedroom, electricity crackled in the space between us. Tonight was different—not about chasing my pleasure or forgetting about my stress for a few hours. It was all about Brianna, about bringing her more pleasurethan she could handle. I brought my fingers up to my lips, sucking down the last of her. She tasted like the end of a rainstorm, the moment when the world was washed clean.
I entered the bedroom right after her, not wasting any time to look around the space, as tempting as it might be. This wasn’t about getting to know Brianna on anything other than a primal level, and I needed to remember that. One night. That was all I had to offer, especially at this stage of my life. Give her everything this one time, but when I walked back out that door, we were done, nothing more than a passing memory.
And if that was all we had, it would be one she’d never forget.
Brianna stood at the edge of her bed, toying with the edge of her dress, unsure what to do next. That wouldn’t do. I moved in front of her, lifting the fabric from her trembling fingers. With a hand on her shoulder, I turned her around, pulling down the zipper until the black fabric lay bunched around her ankles. When Brianna turned back toward me, her arms were wrapped around her stomach.Protecting herself.
I arched a brow, running my fingers along her clenched arms. “Why are you hiding from me, Brianna?”
She shook her head. “My body…it’s probably not what you’re used to. I’m older?—”
My hand darted up, forcing her trembling chin up, so she’d meet my eyes. “You’re fucking gorgeous. Every single inch.” My spare hand took hers and placed it over my weeping cock. “You feel that? That’s because of you. Because of your fucking gorgeous body, angel.” A smug smirk curled on my lips as her mouth dropped open, unable to pull her gaze away from me. “Now, are you going to letme have you? Because I can’t take you in all the ways I want if you’re hiding from me.”
With a resigned sigh, Brianna brought her arms to her side. Her fingers still twitched with the need to cover herself, but she fought against it. I leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her breastbone. “Good girl, angel. Now, undress me.” Her eyes widened, but she did as I asked, unbuttoning my shirt until it slid off my shoulders. With my chest bare in front of her, she stopped, her eyes jumping up to meet mine. “Now the pants.”
Her fingers fumbled with the button of my jeans, twisting until the fabric loosened on my hips. Brianna’s eyes traced every inch of my body, studying the ink that started at my wrist and climbed up onto my chest. Five angels—one for each of my nieces—sat on my arm, watching over me, just as I pledged to watch over them. But I didn’t give her that story, not when she looked like a vision pulled from my filthiest dreams. I leaned down and lifted her by the knees, depositing her onto her bed with a soft thud. She giggled as she bounced on the mattress, the sound so soft and light, it made me smile.
I tugged down my jeans and boxers as Brianna’s eyes tracked every one of my movements. When my cock came into view, she sucked in a sharp breath. “Damien, I—” She tucked her lip between her teeth. “I don’t know if I can take you. That’s—” She laughed and covered her face.
I climbed over her, brushing her hands away to see her smile. “That’s what, angel?”
She rolled her eyes. “Ollie always said you had BDE, but I never got it until this moment. You’vedefinitelyearned that title.”
I shifted onto my haunches, fistingmy cock as I looked down at her, sprawled out on the bed like a gift. “You like this dick, angel?” Her eyes flared as she nodded. “Then show me how much you want me to fuck you. Give me your mouth; get it nice and wet before I tear your sweet little pussy apart.”
Brianna didn’t hesitate as she shifted, scrambling to tilt my cock toward her mouth. The first touch of her hands to my skin was tentative, wrapping around my thick cock like she didn’t want to hurt me. “Squeeze me harder, Bri. I can take it.”
She smiled half-heartedly as she looked up at me. “I’m not sure what I’m doing, if I’m even doing it right. Todd?—”
I reached down and gripped her jaw. “Don’t you say another man’s name while you’ve got your hands wrapped around me. This might only be a one-time thing, but while we’re in this bed, you’re fucking mine, Brianna.” My fingers stroked along her cheek. “Do you understand me?”
“Yes,” Brianna whispered. “Show me what you like, Damien. I want this to be good for you.”
“Oh, angel,” I chuckled, brushing a finger along her jaw. “You’re going to look so fucking gorgeous with your mouth full of my cock.”
She looked up at me, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue, offering herself to me. The sight was so unexpected, my spine tensed, and I had to rein in the urge to ram myself down her throat. Instead, I coaxed forward slowly, teasing her with only the tip. As I gave shallow thrusts, Brianna’s tongue jutted out, circling the head of my cock. Goddamn. Her apprehensive touches felt like heaven, but I wanted so much more. “God, Bri. So fucking good.” I ran my handthrough her hair, pulling her mouth off. “But I need you to take me deeper, angel. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes,” she moaned, her hand twisting around the base of my cock. “Take my mouth, Damien.”
Fuck. Four words, and I was coming undone. I fisted Brianna’s hair, holding her tight as I guided her pouty lips over the head of my cock. But this time, I didn’t stop, guiding her until she gagged around my length. Pulling back, I searched her expression, but there was only eagerness looking back at me. “If it gets to be too much, smack my thigh.” Brianna nodded, and I resumed my movements, pressing in a little further each time. Despite her insistence that she didn’t have any experience in this area, Brianna’s mouth was a gift I didn’t deserve. She moaned as she took more of me, her tongue brushing up along my shaft like it was the sweetest treat. When her cheeks hollowed out around me, my knees buckled, almost coming before we’d even begun.
When I pulled her off me, she looked at me, her hazel eyes rimmed red and brimming with tears. “Wh—why did you stop?”
I leaned down and brushed my thumb along her bottom lip, collecting the saliva that had pooled at the edge of her mouth. “You’re too fucking good, angel. I’m not missing the chance to come inside you.”
Brianna smiled at me, and something cracked inside my chest. She might have been the one on her knees, but for a moment, I wanted to be the one bowing to her, to worship her. Shaking my head, I pushed that thought from my mind. This was one night, one chance to get her out of my system. “Lay back, Brianna. Let me see all of you.”
NINE
Staring into Damien's eyes, the world shifted underneath me. I blamed Ollie, blamed tequila, blamed everyone under the sun for my situation, trapped under the heavy stare of Damien Ramos. The man had already destroyed my views on sex, and he hadn’t even fucked me yet. He’d ravaged my pussy with his tongue, fucked my mouth until I was on the brink of coming again, yet I still wanted more.
He prowled over to his pants and pulled out a condom. My eyes darted down to the impressive length between his legs. He was built like an Adonis, an impressive form that poets and musicians wrote ballads about. Thick, corded muscles covered his entire body while dark ink covered his arms and the expanse of his left thigh. And for tonight, he was mine, and I wasn’t about to waste a single moment.
My eyes tracked him as he came back towards the bed, crawling onto my mattress. He sat up against the headboard, watching me with his dark gaze. If it were anyone else,I would have been terrified, but this man consumed me. It was a powerful, heady expression, and it made my thighs slick with my desire.
