Page 63 of Discovering Damon


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“I know,” I moan as I turn to look at him. “How many more do we have?”

Tomas reaches for the box he pulled out of his bathroom earlier and peers into it. “Two more.”

“Damn,” I say with a chuckle as I turn over and press my body into his. “You really outdid yourself.”

He smiles softly and presses a kiss to my mussed hair. “Yeah, well your ass was just asking for it.”

“It was. It hasn’t quite yet learned its lesson, so I think you need to teach it some manners.”

Tomas lets out a laugh and then pulls me in closer. “We need to change the sheets. They’re filthy.”

“Why bother when you’re just gonna do me again in a few hours?”

“Don’t know if I can. I think my dick is broken after all that.”

I stare down at where it lies limply on his thigh and then arch an eyebrow at him. “Bet it gets hard for me again.”

Tomas sighs and then a few minutes later, I hear the steady exhale of his breathing. He’s fallen asleep. Not that I blame him. He’s given us both a workout.

My hand slides down his stomach and settles between his legs, resting on his cock.I fucking love this thing, I think to myself as my eyes close. Can’t wait to wake up again and get railed into next year once more. Who knew sex with a questioning guy would be so good?

No, not good. The best.

A few hours later, I wake to use the bathroom. When I look at myself in the mirror, my reflection only visible by the nightlight, I can see the marks on my skin. The marks that Tomas left on me. Bites and bruises. Gently, I touch the tender spots and feel myself get horny all over again.

God, he’s so fucking good at it. He took to it like a pro. I don’t know why this guy isn’t taken already. Am I insanely lucky or what?

I piss, wash my hands, and then move back out to the bedroom, my eyes landing on Tomas sprawled across the dirty sheets. We really did make a mess of them. My eyes land on the floor, and I wince at the discarded condoms that didn’t make it into the trash. Quickly, I pick them up and place them where they need to be before crawling back into bed with Tomas. He doesn’t wake. He’s still snoring softly, and I let my hand drag across his defined chest, loving the way his muscles bunch and flex beneath my fingers.

He is so fucking attractive. And the sounds he makes when he comes will be jack-off fodder for years to come. The grunts, the groans.

God. My dick is already hard again. I mean, I can keep it up for a while, but I haven’t had this much sex in ages. Usually a scene will last an hour or so, but then it’s done and I go on with my life. This though, this has been hours and hours of non-stop fucking. Tomas literally fucked himself into a coma, and my eyes are growing heavy from being used.

I let my eyelids shut, darkness surrounding me as I find myself falling asleep. I feel safe and loved in his arms. I want to do this for a long time. Want to fall asleep in his arms and wake up to the sight of him.

Those are my last thoughts as I drift off into the abyss.

* * *

“What are you looking at?”I ask, the next morning as my eyes slowly open. Tomas woke me up in the early morning hours and fucked me twice—taking me from behind and then sliding me on top of him as I rode him awake.

“You,” Tomas says softly, his hand reaching out and caressing my cheek.

I sigh and kiss the inside of his palm before glancing at the window, my eyes blinking at the sun shining through.

“What time is it?”

“Almost noon. You hungry?” he asks, and I nod.

“I could eat an entire cafeteria. I burned more calories last night than was healthy.”

Tomas smiles at that and then sits up with a groan. I follow suit, a whine slipping from my throat as I move. My ass got a major workout in the past ten hours, and it’s a bit sore.

“You okay?” he asks when he sees me wince.

“Nothing I haven’t dealt with before,” I say and his lips fall slightly.

Shit, shouldn’t have said that. I mean, he knows I’m a camboy, but I don’t need to advertise it…advertise that I’ve been fucked plenty.

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