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“Oh shit.” I shoot up, already scrambling to get dressed when he pulls me back into him.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he grumbles into the back of my neck, his fingers lifting my shirt over my rib cage.
“It’s Monday! I’m late.”
He guides me onto my back and climbs over me, placing kisses along my collarbone. “Did you forget I’m your boss? I already let them know we’ll be out for the next few days.”
“You can’t just do that,” I scoff.
“I own the company. I can do whatever I want.” He travels lower, placing wet, open-mouth kisses down my chest.
I gasp when he sucks my nipple into his mouth, twirling his tongue around the already hardened peak.
“Damon. I can’t just skip work.”
“That’s it, Nymph. Say my name.” His teeth graze my nipple, and heat pools between my thighs. He moves to my other nipple, showing it the same amount of attention. I can’t stop myself from arching off the bed into his hot touch.
My thighs wrap around his hips, and the hard ridge of his cock nudges the sensitive spot through my panties.
He groans and bites my nipple when I rock my hips upward, pressing us closer. “Patience. I haven’t had my breakfast yet.”
His words send a shiver down my spine, goose bumps following after his descent between my thighs. He runs his nose over me and takes a deep breath. “Fuck, wife. I’m going to eat you every morning.”
His promise has me dripping, and I thread my fingers through his hair, encouraging him.
He hums in approval and slides my underwear down my thighs, lifting only enough to remove them completely.
His tongue runs up my slit, and there’s a low rumble from his throat. Dark eyes meet mine. “I’ve never tasted anything so sweet. I’m already addicted to you.”
Before I can respond, he’s lifted my hips higher, angling me so he can dive his tongue into me. I squirm at the sensation, both needing more and overwhelmed.
No matter how many times he touches me, I can’t get used to it. Can’t get enough.
He replaces his tongue with two fingers, stretching me, and sucks on my clit.
“Damon.” I plead for something I don’t understand.
He sucks harder, adding a third finger, driving me higher over the edge. My body is crackling with tension as every muscle tightens in preparation. Damon bites my clit gently, sending the waves of my orgasm over me, pulling me under with each ripple of pleasure.
When I collapse onto the bed, body languid, he watches me with slitted eyes, licking me again.
“Sensitive…too sensitive.” I jolt, gripping his hair to pull him up, but he doesn’t move.
He chuckles as he tortures me. “I’ll make you come again.”
“You can’t.”
“Don’t underestimate me, wife.” His tongue delves into me, then slowly ascends to my clit before doing it again.
“I’ve never come this close together before.” Even as I say it, my clit begins to throb under his touch.
A sound of pure satisfaction rumbles through him. “Good girl.”
He’s slow, soft, purposeful, never stopping his assault.
It’s only when I’m moaning that he increases his tempo, listening to my every sound.
I feel hollow, needy, like my entire body is going to combust if I don’t have him inside me. “Fuck me, Damon.”
