I think the most important thing is that I feel like I’m the only one who knows him—the real him…the man beneath the mask he slips on every day. He shows bits and pieces of the person he really is. The man he thrives to be.
Pressing between my legs, he exhales a shaky breath. He looks on edge—like if I reach out and touch him, he might cut me. But it’s a risk I’m willing to take. I’ll travel into the dark with him if it means he comes out a better man.
He leans down, keeping most of his weight on one arm. The feel of his body on mine leaves me panting with need. He kisses me again. His lips are possessive and heated and I want to take my hand and hold his lips to mine, but I also want him to slip inside me.
I moan into his mouth, begging him to take me. I can feel him guiding himself to my wet slit, and I lift my hips to meet his touch. The silky, smooth head of his thick cock is right at my entrance, and I shudder remembering how he made me come like this yesterday.
My hands snake around his huge body, my fingers digging into his shoulder, urging him to come closer. His skin is so soft and warm beneath my touch. Idon’t want an inch of space between us. Even the air separating us feels like too much.
Damon swoops down, pressing his lips against mine. He kisses me deeply, taking my mouth like a starved man. I melt farther into the mattress, my softness rubbing against all his hard edges. He ends the kiss and places his forehead against mine.
We’re both panting. Desire pools deep in his eyes, and he hitches my leg up, guiding his cock straight toward my pussy. He enters me slowly, his body quivering as he exhales a calming breath.
“Keira,” he pants. “You feel like heaven.”
I can see how much he wants me—how much he wants this. Swiveling his hips, he moves a couple more inches inside.
My body stretches farther to accommodate his huge cock, and I gasp slightly, my chest constricting from the fullness. I’ve never felt anything like this before. I suck my bottom lip into my mouth to stifle a whimper.
Will he be able to fit?
Damon shifts his head and places it in the crook of my neck. I can hear him inhale as if he’s trying calm himself.
“Fuck, Keira, you’re so tight,” Damon whispers against my hair as he works himself deeper inside me—until I feel him at the back of my channel. As soon as he’s fully seated, he stills, allowing me to adjust to his length.
There’s a slight burning and an overwhelming fullness consuming me, but there is far less pain than I ever expected.
“Baby,” he hisses. “I’ve got to start moving soon.”
I can tell he’s barely holding on. I feel the need pulsing through him.
“I’m okay…move. It doesn’t hurt. I just feel full.” My voice comes out as nothing more than a breath.
A deep growl that sounds more animal than human rips from Damon’s throat, and holy hell, he finally starts to move.
He thrust his hips slowly, pulling out of me before easing back in, setting a wonderful rhythm that has me panting. Warmth tingles down my spine. It’s different than the kind of pleasure he’s given me with his tongue and fingers.
This is a deeper pleasure. Soul searing, body consuming.
Damon does this for a short time, his hips flexing just enough for me to feel him deeper than previously. Each movement gives me unbelievable pleasure. Feeling the pressure build deep in my core, I tighten my legs around his middle, my feet digging into his ass, pulling him closer. My body is scorching hot as he peppers open mouthed kisses around my jawline until he reaches my ear.
“You’ll always be mine now,” he whispers possessively before nipping on my earlobe, and I know he means that. I’ll always be his, and in return, he will always be mine.
An electric current flows through my veins as his body claims mine with each thrust and kiss. I can feel how close I am to coming, the orgasm building deep within.
“Come for me, baby. Milk my cock. Squeeze it tight. Give me your first of many orgasms on my cock.”
His hard length seems to grow as he throbs inside me. My skin burns everywhere he touches, but his words are what drive me over the edge into pure bliss.
As if he has a direct line to my pussy, my body follows his command and my walls clench around him as a mind blowing orgasm hits me. The feeling is so overwhelming, for a moment, I don’t know where I am or what’s going on. All I feel is pleasure consuming my every thought. Completely disoriented, I hold onto Damon, clinging to his body as I try to catch my breath.
Damon grinds his pelvis into my center. The sensation is so deep, my toes curl against his backside. He does this a few more times before I feel his body shudder against mine. His jaw goes slack, and his eyes drift closed. He grunts, and I feel a warmth in my womb as he releases his hot seed. Remaining seated inside me, he hovers above me, and the closeness of his body makes me feel safe.
Sex, sweat, and our unique scents coat the air. I realize now I wouldn’t care if I smelled Damon’s scent on me for the rest of my life. It all makes me feel safe—safer than I’ve felt in a long time.
After a short while, when his cock finally goes soft inside me, Damon pulls out, rolling over onto his side, taking me and the blanket with him. Tucking me into his chest, I cuddle as close as I can to him.
“I love you,” I mumble against his chest, then panic rips through me. I’m not sure if he heard me, and he doesn't say anything back.
