Page 47 of Vacancy


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I shook my head, not understanding, only hearing him try to stop me, until he lowered his head and sucked a pearled tip between his teeth. I trembled, breathing hard and choppy.

“Damien…” I pleaded, stroking the back of his head.

While his tongue lapped and stroked my breasts, he gripped my ass and jerked me abruptly to the edge of the counter.

I gasped and caught the side to steady myself while my other hand clutched his hair for dear life.

His thick fingers dipped between my thighs to find me wet and ready.

Damien lifted his face from my breasts, his eyes heavy-lidded and full of heat. Nostrils flaring as if he could smell my wetness, he reached for his own zipper and drew it down slowly.

Finally!

Charged heat buzzed over my flesh, rippling up the insides of my thighs, out the ends of my toes, and weighing down my breasts.

“Please tell me you have protection,” I asked, biting my lip in anticipation as I watched his hand lower his fly.

Damien glanced up in surprise. He looked so startled I was certain he was going to say no, and the disappointment was already blaring through me.

But then he nodded. “Yes, ma’am, I do.”

His hand fumbled as he dug into his pocket and pulled out a wallet. “One of my buddies makes sure I stay stocked.” He opened the wallet and started leafing through cards and cash until he struck gold. “Not just me,” he was quick to add as if he feared I may think that last comment was weird, which okay, I kind of did. “But all of us. His mom died from syphilis-induced cancer, so he’s a big proponent of safe sex and always makes sure we stay prepared, even if I take my condom out sometimes to make more room for—”

I cut him off mid-word by cupping his face in my hands gently.

He froze and looked up into my eyes.

“Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?” I asked.

Damien blinked once, then sent me a confused frown before shaking his head. “Not once in my life, no.”

I smiled, flattered that he’d saved all his words for me.

Then I tugged the condom package from his hand and ripped it open with my teeth.

“Closer,” I taunted, curling a finger to entice him.

His gaze heated, and he shifted in just enough for me to reach him.

I snagged his unzipped jeans and pushed the two sides out of my way eagerly before reaching into his underwear and pulling out—

“Oh, dear God. You’ve got to be kidding me.” My mouth dropped open the moment I pulled all of him free. All ten million and one feet of him. “Just how bigareyou?” I demanded, arching my eyebrows as if he’d deceived me somehow.

His lips quirked into a cocky, half smile. “Never measured.”

I snorted and let go of his heavy girth, already scooting backward away from him as I lifted a hand in protest. “You know… Maybe this isn’t such a good idea after all. That thing could split me in half.”

Damien caught my thighs, stopping me.

I’d mostly been joking, but the look he sent me didn’t seem amused in the least. His stare was daunting, almost frightening. And my heart skipped a beat, hoping he didn’t try to hurt me. But then his mouth curved again, and his eyes went a little too confident as he rasped, “Trust me.”

And the wetness on my thighs doubled.

God, but when he wanted to be playful, he played in spades.

Still staring me straight in the eyes, he eased the condom from my fingers. Then he lowered his attention as he rolled it on. I glanced down as well and felt all the warmth drain from my face.

I honestly hadn’t been with anyone this big before. I was as curious and eager to experience him as I was worried. I mean, God, he was just more than necessary.

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