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“You like that? You like being fucked against the wall?”

“Yes, don’t stop, Damian. Don’t stop.” I breathed.

With his giant hand, he held both my wrists, one laced under his thumb, and one under his pinky. With this grip, he practically kept me standing, as I trembled around him.

“Moan for me, my love. Say my name.”

I chanted his name over and over until I finally exploded around him. He thrust with all his might as I crashed between him and the wall over and over. His breathing became ragged, and he finally cried out.

“Fuck.” And he emptied himself into me.

Shuddering, he slipped out of me and turned me around. Holding my face in his hand, he kissed me bruisingly.

“Are you sore?” He asked between hot kisses.

“A little.” I admitted.

“Good.” He snarled into my mouth. “I love taking care of you.”

He carried me over to the bed and pushed me back. I raked my nails over his body, as he loomed over me.

“Do you do this for all the women you meet at hotels?” I asked, not sure if I wanted the answer.

“No.” He answered short and simple as he kissed the inside of my wrist and tasted the skin there.

“Really?”

“Yes, only for you, Addy. Let’s just enjoy our last night together.” He said with a numb look in his eyes.

And before I could respond, his tongue was stealing my breath, claiming me.

As he kissed me, his fingers went back to my favorite spot, and once again I found myself screaming his name as he pulled me through orgasm after orgasm. His fingers going around my sensitive bud until I began to black out.

“Damian–” I begged. “I can’t, I can’t–”

“This is what you get for being so fucking mouthwatering. Haven’t you learned anything, my love? I decide when and how many times you cum.” He growled. “You’re mine to pleasure.”

I bit down hard on his shoulder as the room spun and I shattered once more. I panted for breath, the room slowly coming back into focus, as Damian laid on top of me, propped up on his elbows. He kissed my eyes, and my nose, and then finally my mouth softly.

Breathless, I stared up at him. He was so determined to unravel me and split me in half, and then so tender after he’d done so.

“Holy shit, Damian.” I breathed.

“Yeah?” He kissed me softly.

“Yeah.” I panted. “You’re relentless.”

He smirked at me, “And you’re such a good girl. Coming on command.”

I blushed harder, if that was even possible.

“I don’t think I’ll ever be fucked like this ever again in my life.”

“You should get out more.”

“I don’t think that would make a difference.”

He chuckled. “Perhaps not.”

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