Page 52 of Cruel Salvation

He shifted and knelt between her thighs, his hands sliding up her legs, and her body trembled as his hands slid up her torso, his fingers skimming over her ribs until he cupped her breasts. He kneaded and pinched her nipples before teasing them between his fingers and Lotus felt her body tense around his cock.

One hand left her breasts and began to circle her clit, and her body began to shudder in pleasure.

“Damon, please.”

“Still need more, baby?”

“Yes. Please.”

She could hear the strain in his voice as his hips began to pump his cock in time to his fingertip circling her clit and her pussy quivered as she felt the first ripples of pleasure building. Damon stopped just as she was about to fall over the edge and she glared as he withdrew his cock and climbed up the bed, his back to the headboard, and then patted between his spread legs.

“You gonna ride my cock, baby?”

Lotus crawled up the bed, making sure her hips swayed slightly. His eyes were feral as they moved over her skin like a caress.

“I’m gonna ride you so hard you’re never gonna want to leave me.”

Even in that moment, she knew it was a strange thing to say, but she dismissed it.

“I’m never leaving you, Naz. I told you I’m yours for as long as you want me.”

Her heart skipped a beat at his words, and she knew she’d never tire of hearing them. Rearing up, she braced her hands on his shoulders. Lowering, she felt his cock head poised at her entrance and she steadied herself as she impaled herself on his cock, his eyes closing as he groaned, her pussy trembling at the sound.

Damon’s hands came up, one to grip her waist as she began to ride him, sliding up and down his hard shaft, his other hand teasing her nipples. She felt his hands tighten on her body and his hips thrust up as he began to meet her downward motion and she cried out as he fully seated himself inside her. They began to move together, her body trembling at the feel of his hard cock stroking her inner walls, his thick girth stretching her as she strove to take him deeper.

The room was filled with the sounds of their mingled breathing, her whimpers and his groans as their bodies moved together, the slap of his balls on her pussy as he thrust into her and the sound of their bodies meeting in an erotic melody of flesh on flesh.

Her body began to shake as the orgasm began to build and she rode him harder, needing to feel him deeper, her pussy clenching around him as her orgasm built.

Damon’s eyes flashed to hers as if he could feel the change in her body as it shifted from being wracked with pleasure to being on the edge. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her breasts pressed against his chest she felt her wet heat surround him and she knew he wouldn’t last much longer either. His groans and the feel of his body under her touch as she began to shudder was heady, and then he reached down and begin to stroke her clit with two fingers and her body shattered as she came apart around him.

Damon couldn’t seem to hold back either as she felt his body tense as he thrust up into her hard, and her eyes slammed shut as she came again. Her body began to convulse around his cock and, as she milked him of his seed, he thrust up into her and yelled her name, his body arching beneath her fingers as he came deep inside her.

Lotus lay in Damon’s arms for a while, her head resting on his shoulder as they both gradually came back to earth. Lotus was the first to break the comfortable silence.

Her mouth curved as she mumbled softly against his skin.

“What’s that? I couldn’t hear you.”

Slowly she shifted so she could look up at his handsome face and he could see she was teasing him. “You’re a man of many talents, Damon.”

“And you, beautiful, are a woman of insatiable needs.”

Laughing out loud, Lotus looked up at him. “Talking of needs, your child is making me hungry for food.”

Damon turned, rolling her to her side and kissing her lips before he got up and began to draw his boxers over his sexy ass. “You want rice or naan with the curry?”

“Both, but I can do it.”

She moved to get up and he pushed her back down his hand on her chest. “I want to look after you.”

“I can look after myself.”

“I know, but I like doing it. I want to take care of you even if you don’t need it. It’s my love language.”

“Your love language, hey?”

“Yeah, you got a problem with that?”

His lips were tipped up into a teasing smile.

“Well, as it involved orgasms as the starter and food as the main, then I do not.”

His lips pressed to hers and she sighed in utter contentment.

“Good.”

They spent the evening, eating and watching re-runs of Friends in bed, and she’d never felt happier. Despite the storm threatening her professional life, her personal life was pure heaven.