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The pad of his thumb begins an insidious dance, eliciting a slick rhythm up and down, up and down, propelling me to the precipice of sanity with every glide. Then suddenly, he plunges two fingers inside, stretching me to a chorus of my own gasps, even as his mouth finds my clit, enveloping it with a fervent suction.
"Tell me what you want," he insists, and the dual assault verges on cataclysmic. A sheen of sweat covers my skin. My breaths are shallow, my senses singed at the edges, and all of them converge on the elemental force of his ministrations.
“I want you,” I say finally, giving in because I need to come.
“What’s my name?” he growls, and for a moment, everything in me stills.
The air in my lungs and the blood in my veins are stilled by the commanding rumble of his voice. I'm teetering on the edge of coherence, and he knows it, but defiance flickers within me, spurring me to hold my tongue. Yet when he draws his tongue along my trembling flesh and delves inside with a force that causes my heart to stutter, the resolve begins to crumble.
I’m caught between the need to speak and the need not to. Both paths are a form of surrender. Then, with a deliberate cruelty that wrenches a groan from the depths of my soul, he withdraws his mouth, leaving me gasping and bereft in the aching silence that follows.
“Say it!” he finally snaps.
“Damien!” I say as shame washes over me at acknowledging him.
He steps back with a smile on his face as he strips out of the rest of his clothes. My eyes widen as I take him in. Tattoos line his body. His abs are cut, and his thick muscled thighs are sexy, but it’s his dick that draws my attention. It’s long, thick, and angry looking from being denied pleasure for so long. Precum leaks from the tip as he strokes himself. He’s back on me within seconds, grabbing my hips and pulling me closer.
I wrap my legs around him, and his erection touches my core. He rubs it against me, getting it wet with my juices as he leans forward and kisses me. He swallows the groan that escapes as he thrusts into me, stretching me in ways I’ve never been stretched before.
We groan in unison, and the sound mingles with the heated air between us. My fingers tangle in his soft, dark locks before pulling him closer as I arch my neck, inviting a deeper kiss. Our tongues intertwine, chasing away the shadows that lurk in my mind with each impassioned stroke. He retreats for just a moment, only to surge forward once more with his hips rolling in a rhythm that drives him deeper into my core. I'm nearly overwhelmed by the force of him. It’s a potent mix of pain and pleasure.
Clasping my legs around him more firmly, I yield to his fervent kisses. Each thrust of his body wraps me in a scalding embrace of lust and delight that seeps into every part of my being, intoxicating my bloodstream. He snatches his mouth away and trails kisses down my neck. I move my hips and meet him thrust for thrust, moaning and clawing at his back. He speeds up his pace, sucking on my neck, no doubt leaving hickeys while he pounds deeper inside me.
Each stroke takes me higher, and he moves faster, deeper. I rake my nails down his back, wanting to mix pain with pleasure, the same sensations he’s giving me. My pussy quivers as it gets tighter and tighter around him, welcoming every drive of his hips.
Then it happens. Arching back, a scream tears from my throat as my orgasm hits me. Heat spreads all over my body as wave after wave of pleasure flows through me. It’s nothing like I’ve ever experienced before.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” Damien says as he moves faster.
It’s even slicker now from my orgasm, and Damien grips my ass and grinds deeper. He thrusts a few more times before moaning against my neck. He spills inside me, gripping my ass so hard I know I’ll have bruises when he lets go. As the last spasms leave his body, he raises his head and kisses me. When he lifts his head, he gazes into my eyes as he rubs a hand on my cheek.
“Are you okay?” he asks, and the world comes crashing back into focus like a ton of bricks.
His dick is still inside me, and his voice brings the shame of what I’d just done. With this realization comes the hate and self-loathing for allowing myself to give in to this.
“Get off me,” I say as I push his shoulders.
He doesn’t move. Instead, he gazes at me with concern.
“Get off me now,” I say more forcefully.
He pulls back, and I wince as his dick slides out of me. I hop off the bed and dress hastily, making sure to keep my gaze away from him. After I’m dressed and adjusted my clothes, I look at him with hatred in my eyes.
“I’d like to leave now,” I say. “Unless you plan to hold me hostage.”
“You’re not a hostage, Isabella,” he says as he jerks on his clothes. “Where will you go?”
“That is none of your concern,” I snap. “Once I’m gone, you’ll never see me again.”
“We need to talk about this,” he says, walking toward me with confident strides.
I back up a few steps. “There’s nothing to talk about. We got it out of our systems, and now it’s over. I never want to see you or your family again.”
With that, I turn and walk out of the bedroom. I leave his house to the waiting car and tell the driver to take me home. The driver looks out the window, and I turn to see Damien standing outside. He gives a quick nod, and the driver leaves. As we roll down the long driveway, I never look back.
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CHAPTER 16
