“Would you like a coffee?” he asked me hesitantly.
“That would be great,” I smiled at him. Damien ran around to my side and opened the door for me. It would take me some time to get used to this old fashioned gesture, no one I’d dated in the past had done this for me.
I followed Damien in through the main door of his house and into his open plan kitchen. I watched as he filled the kettle andsettled it back into its cradle to boil, then I watched as he stalked toward me.
“Can you think of any way we could occupy our time while we wait for that kettle?” he said with a cheeky grin before leaning in to kiss me again. This time there was no hesitation, he kissed me like a starving man ready to consume a buffet.
I kissed him back with equal urgency, my pelvis naturally gravitating toward his. We kissed until my lips were swollen and my breathing was ragged. Damien’s hand grabbed my hip possessively, pulling me against him where his cock pressed against his jeans.
“Zoe, we should slow down, but I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you right now,” he whispered as he kissed along my jaw line.
“Don’t you dare stop, Damien D’Amico,” I replied as I attempted to undo the buttons on his shirt. With my words spurring him on to action his hands found my waist and he’d lifted me onto the stone benchtop, my legs automatically parting for him to stand between them.
He leaned in to kiss me again, placing both hands on the outside of my thighs, just above my knee, my dress riding up as his body aligned with mine. With agonizingly slow caresses his hands made their way up my legs until he reached the soft flesh on my upper inner thigh and I flinched and he backed away slightly. It was only centimetres but it felt like that reaction had just placed a mile between us.
“We can take a break if you like?” he asked with genuine concern.
“It’s not that,” I blushed, this was always the awkward part with a new partner. “I’m just letting you know that you don’t need to touch my wobbly bits, I know they’re not exactly desirable… I’m not one of those girls with a thigh gap.”
The moment my awkward words left my mouth, Damien pulled back with a fire in his eyes. “Fuck thigh gaps.”
Chapter ten
Damien
The way Zoe talked about herself had to stop, she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever met and she made it sound like I was settling. “Enough, Zoe, this is not how my girl is allowed to talk about herself. I don’t know what lies that other asshole fed you but these aren’t wobbly bits, they’re plush curves that I’ve been dying to taste for months.”
Zoe’s eyes shot wide open. “As for this thigh gap bullshit, when I want a thigh gap, I’ll take my hands and do this,” I pulled her thighs until they were wrapped tightly around me and I ground my hard cock against her core causing her to moan, eyes rolling back.
“Now we can slow down or stop if you like but I need to get one thing clear, I won’t let anyone talk badly about my girl and that includes my girl.” I let Zoe digest those words, her breathing erratic.
“I’m your girl?” she whispered incredulously.
“I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions but yes, you are if you want to be.” I’d leapt straight from a fake relationship to callingher my girl in the same evening, but there was something about Zoe that had buried itself under my skin the moment I met her. She felt like home in a way I’d never felt with anyone before.
“I want to,” she exhaled as her hand reached up to pull my head down for another kiss. My hands ran up her thighs again and this time she didn’t flinch when I reached the top. I was tempted to take the edge of her dress and lift it over her head, rip away her underwear and lay her bare on my kitchen bench for me to feast on her naked body, but I didn’t want to push her too far out of her comfort zone this first time. I did need to taste her though so I hooked my fingers into her panties and waited for her to stop me. Instead, she lifted herself so I could slide them down and I stepped back long enough to pull them off her legs.
Her pussy laid before me, wet and needy and oh so tempting. I leaned in, placing soft, open mouth kisses on her inner thighs, leaving her in no doubt that this was a part of her that was as desirable as the rest of her.I worked my way closer to her slit and I could hear her breathing hitch. The moment my tongue lightly licked her slit, I moaned. If she let me, eating her out was going to become a staple in my diet.
I circled her clit lightly then I sucked it into my mouth as she cried out my name, but I knew it wouldn’t be enough. My finger circled her opening teasingly as I continued to suck and lick, I savoured her like a delicacy. She moaned as I entered her slowly, exploring her tight heat until I found that spot that I knew would drive her crazy then I inserted a second finger.
I could listen to Zoe sigh and whimper all day, my fingers pumped in and out of her. My fingers rubbed against that spot at the front of her channel and she tightened around me, calling out my name as she reached her peak.
The way Zoe looked flushed with her release, eyes glazed in pleasure was a sight I wanted to lock into my core memories. I stood up straight and she unsteadily rose up onto her elbows.
“I didn’t think I could come like that,” she said incredulously.
“We’ve only just started,” I growled as I leaned in and kissed her again. My cock was straining against my pants, aching to feel her wrapped around me.
Zoe’s hands finished unbuttoning my shirt frantically and I let it fall to the floor as she sat upright. I held her eyes as I gripped the hem of her dress and when she nodded, I lifted it over her head and made quick work of her bra.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful, Zoe,” I sighed as I sucked a nipple into my mouth, not giving her time to cover herself. My hands ran over her skin, exploring every dip, every curve I could reach.
“You make me feel beautiful,” she sighed, her hand gently gripping my hair. “You make me see the stars.”
“I can make you see stars again,” I growled as I wrapped my arms around her back and slid her off the bench, capturing her lips in mine for one last searing kiss before turning her to face the bench. “My cock is jealous of my fingers, it wants to feel this tight, wet pussy too.”
I ground myself against her ass, thankful that I was still contained in my boxer briefs. Naked Zoe was temptation incarnate.
