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“Please, what?” He kissed my bottom, biting with playful nips. He was behind me. His hulking body, radiated heat and masculinity.
I quivered. “Please now. Please.” I didn’t know I had one of those raspy sexy voices until now.
“You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes. Please. Yes.”
I was like a live wire. I needed to be tamed. I needed to be soothed.
Damon leaned over to the bedside table and opened a drawer. I heard him rip the corner from a foil packet. I waited in agony as he sheathed his cock with a condom. The seconds felt like hours. My body longed for release. For pleasure.
I turned to look at him over my shoulder. I was on my knees. My hands anchored to the post. Suddenly, he twirled me from my position and I was on my back, looking into his dark eyes. The soft blankets and shifts floated around me.
His mouth seared into mine and I tangled my arms around him.
“I want to see you, Molly. I need to see you when I fuck you.”
I nodded eagerly.
He nudged my legs apart as he settled between them. His tongue coiled along mine and his hands locked my wrists over my head.
It was only a fantasy. A night that didn’t mean more that this moment, but I was lost. Consumed by him.
I inhaled when he pushed his cock to my entrance, stretching it. The twinge of pain eased as he sank into me with a full forceful rock of his hips.
My nails dug into his shoulders.
“Oh fuck,” he growled in my ear. “You’re so tight. God, you’re fucking perfect, aren’t you?”
I couldn’t form words. Much less thoughts. He filled me so completely I thought I was going to burst. He filled me again and I cried out.
“Ohh.”
“I want to fuck you all night,” he moaned.
“Yes. God, yes.” I rocked my hips into him. The fullness was consuming. Burning. Singing my skin with the friction of his strokes.
“More. I want more.” He kissed me feverishly. His hands tangled through my hair, yanking my neck forward. He pumped inside me, before rolling us over, so I was looking down at him.
I began to ride him, recklessly and wildly. My hair fell over my shoulders. He reached up, twisting my nipples.
“Oh, yes,” I called to him. I fucked him harder, taking him deeper inside me. My knees pressed into the sides of his wide chest. I reveled in his body. He was athletic and handsome. Chiseled like a work of art. I was glad the light shone through the window so I could admire how incredible he was.
I abandoned my reservations. I ignored past inhibitions. I was submissive, yet powerful. I was sexy and adventurous.
“Get on all fours,” he groaned.
I turned to my knees as Damon slammed into me from behind, gripping my hips. He pounded again as my nipples brushed over the sheets. Electric tingles shot through my breasts.
“Oh, Oh. Do that again,” I begged.
“You like being fucked like this?” His husky voice reached something inside me. A dark place that liked to be told what to do. A place where I didn’t have to think—only feel.
“Yes. When you do it. I do.”
The heel of his hand pressed into my low back as he fucked me once more from behind, hilting himself deeper than he’d ever been.
“Oh shit,” I hissed.
