The feel of his body against mine slowly starts to drive me crazy, and when I say, “Take me back to bed,” the corner of his mouth lifts before he moves his hand so he can drag a finger along my soaked slit.
“Back to bed?” He teases me with another slow stroke. “Feeling sleepy already?”
“No,” I whisper when I feel him nudge against my lips, barely dipping inside but sending a rush of pleasure through me all the same.
“No?”
“No,” I say again when he presses in just a bit further.
“You’re very wet, sweetheart. You feel how easy it is for me to slip my thumb inside?” He goes deeper, pressing his thumb in all the way. “Fuck,” he groans. “You’re gripping me so tightly. Tell me,besyonok, are you wishing this was my cock right now?”
“Yes,” I say, nodding my head in case he didn’t hear me. When he keeps his thumb buried inside me and presses the pad of one finger against my ass, I suck in a quick breath and rest my forehead to his.
“Prove it,” he taunts. “Show me how badly you want me inside you. I want to see you fuck my hand.”
My arms and legs tighten around him, using him for leverage as I start to rock my hips, grinding and clenching around histhumb. He teases my back hole, groaning at the sight of me chasing after my own pleasure. My breaths come faster, panting against his mouth while my heart races in my chest. I feel him grin when a needy whimper escapes, because as much as I try, it’s not giving me what I need.
“You okay, baby?” he murmurs against my lips. “Something wrong?”
I rock my hips harder, and when it’s still not enough, he laughs and nips at my bottom lip.
“Tell me what you need,besyonok.”
“I need you.”
He laps at my upper lip with his tongue while his finger presses harder against my ass, causing another quick spike of pleasure while he says, “You have me.”
“I need you inside me,” I say.
His voice is dripping with amusement when he moves his thumb and says, “I am inside you.”
This time when I groan in frustration, he laughs.
“I need your cock inside me,” I clarify.
“Hmm,” he muses, like it’s quite the pickle I’ve gotten myself into. “Did my big dick ruin you, sweetheart? Addicted already?”
“Yes and yes,” I tell him before fisting the back of his hair and kissing him hard. His deep groan of pure need makes me feel a little bit better, and when I give his tongue a good suck, pulling it into my mouth, he nudges the tip of his finger into my ass. My body instinctively tenses, but the more he teases and works my body, the more I loosen up.
“Jesus,” he groans as he pulls back and starts walking towards the house like a man on a mission. “I hope you weren’t planning on sleeping,besyonok, because I plan on fucking you until the sun rises.”
The giddy laugh I give is partholy shitand partyes, please!
True to his word, as soon as we’re back inside his room, he’s tossing me on the bed, yanking his boxers off and sliding back into me. The rush of pleasure mixes with the pain of having to stretch around his thick size so quickly after our first time, but I love it.
“So much better than your thumb,” I murmur against his lips, feeling him smile against me.
He makes an approving hum of a sound before saying, “I’ll have to think of somewhere else to put it then.” His lips ghost over mine as he thrusts in harder. “Any ideas,besyonok?”
“I might be able to come up with something,” I tell him as I rock up to meet his hips when he drives back into me. He groans and kisses me harder, both of us losing ourselves in the other again.
Neither one of us wants this night to end, and we make good use of every single minute of it, only stopping when the sun starts to rise. I use the last of my strength to cuddle up next to him before my eyes drift shut and I fall into a deep sleep.
I’m not sure if it’s the soreness between my legs or my parched throat that wakes me, but when I finally open my eyes, the sun is high in the sky and Damien is curled around me so tightly I can barely breathe. I smile at how much of a cuddler he is and kiss his arm before reaching mine out to grab my phone from the nightstand.
“Holy shit,” I whisper when I see it’s nearly two in the afternoon.
Damien grunts and cups one of my breasts while I feel him grow hard against my ass. I smile at how insatiable he is but I also know there’s no way in hell I can go for another round right now. While I try to put some distance between my very sore pussy and his quickly growing cock, I click on the messages my mom has left me.
