Damon looks at me, totally taken aback. “I turn you on that much?”
“Yeah, man. Look, I’m pouring buckets of pre-cum. I can’t fake that. What’s it going to take for you to believe that I think you’re sexy as fuck, I’m totally in love with you, and I want to paint your insides, marking you as mine, like a graffiti signature on a wall?”
Coming out of his shell a little, Damon smiles, looking up at me. “I suppose following through on that desire is a good start.”
Nowhis pupils dilate, and his breathing gets heavier.
“Then let me get to work.”
At my command, a shift happens in Damon, and suddenly, his hands are all over me as though he doesn’t know what to touch first, despite already touching me everywhere.
Once the light turns green, Damon is all gas, no brakes, which suits me just fine.
I wrap my hands around his waist and toss him onto the bed, quickly climbing up after him.
I stretch my body out along his, diving in to taste his mouth, but he punches his hips forward, sending his dick sliding along mine, and I pull my hips back.
“Shit.D, I’m serious. I’m gonna blow if you do that again.”
He reaches down, grabbing hold of my ass, trying to pull my groin flush against his.
“Maybe you should get off once, and then we can work on opening me up while you recover,” he whines, trying to get my body into the position he wants.
“You know? You’re really fucking smart.” I’m so turned on, and I know once I start playing with his ass, watching him moan and writhe in pleasure at my touch, I’ll be hard again.
“Then please, cum on me. I want you to mark me insideandout. I want it fucking everywhere,” he pleads, desperate and needy.
Fuck, I love it.
When Damon whines, it’s low, raspy, and makes my balls tingle.
I drop my hips, allowing him to rut against me, and I dip my face to his neck, inhaling his familiar scent as I match his rhythm.
With our cocks trapped between our torsos, sliding against one another as Damon wraps his legs around the backs of my thighs, his whimpers send me flying over the edge.
“Hell yes, babe. God, that’s so hot. Fucking come for me,” he says, talking me through every wave of pleasure that ripples through me.
Once I’ve crested the peak of my orgasm and am coming down the other side, I expect a moment of sated relief to fill my veins. But it never comes. Instead, I’m hungrier than ever.
Propping myself on one elbow, I reach between us, gathering my release in my hand and rubbing it onto the head of his cock before dragging my hand down his shaft. Of course, it’ll get sticky and won’t work for very long, but if I weren’t already a goner for this man, when I feel his pre-cum mix with my load, I’m pretty sure I’ve died and gone to heaven.
I bring my saturated fingers to my mouth, reveling in the taste of us together before leaning forward and letting him taste us as well.
“Fuck, Li. Are you always this dirty in bed?” he groans.
“As far as I’m concerned, this is the first time I’ve ever been in bed with anyone,” I tell him. I don’t necessarily regret the partners that came before him because I think I’ve learned something from each one, but none of them mattered. Not like this. Not like him.
I’m not drawing on what previous partners liked or didn’t like; I’m simply doing what I thinkhewould like, what makes sense forus.
“I want you inside me,please,” he begs.
It’s music to my ears.
I kiss him deeply before sliding down his body, trailing kisses along his smooth chest, over his ribcage, down his stomach, licking up more of my release before moving across the lines at his hips.
When I get to his dick, I tease him until he’s writhing, his hands trying to push my face onto his greedy cock.
I read it’s best to get your partnerreallyturned on so the pleasure center in his brain overrides some of the pain he may feel from the stretch when the time comes.
