thumb finally circled her sweet spot. She rode his hand now with complete abandon, never needing to reach a climax more in her life, while at the same time trying to stave it off as long as possible to draw out this unimaginable pleasure.
“Come. Now, kitten.”
His hot mouth closed tightly over her hard nipple, taking the nub between his sharp teeth. When he bit down, pain and pleasure collided, setting off an unexpected orgasm. Ecstasy coursed through every single cell as she bucked and thrashed beneath him. She heard herself moan his name as waves of bliss overtook her, scattering all thought into the stratosphere.
When she came back into herself, her eyes slowly opened to see Damian gazing both hungrily and worshipfully at her. He made her feel so beautiful, so special. Almost loved. Stop Analise…it was just an orgasm, not a marriage proposal.
“You’re fucking amazing, Analise.” His voice was low and raspy, his desire for her evident. She felt bereft when he removed his hand and, while she shouldn’t have been shocked when he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean, she couldn’t help but gasp. His hips were now once again moving against her cloth-covered sex and she felt the tingling sensation of a second orgasm looming.
“I can’t wait to have you tied to my bed, at my mercy. I’m going to spend all night gorging on my new favorite meal.”
She took a sharp breath. No one had ever talked so blatantly sexually to her. His face became taut with lust, sharpening his beautiful features.
“That turns you on doesn’t it, kitten? You crave my dominance.” He nuzzled the delicious little place where her neck met her shoulder, nipping slightly. A thrill shot through her. “You crave my bite. You want to know what it feels like when I pull your sweet essence into me. You need to know what it feels like to have my mouth all over you. To have my cock inside your sweet, tight pussy as I’m taking your blood. Your desire to know what it’s like for me to own every delicious inch of your body is written all over your face.”
She wanted to lie and tell him no. But every word he’d said was spot-on and she knew he could see the truth reflected in her eyes.
“Christ, Analise, I want you so goddamned bad. I’m in absolute agony with the need to be buried balls deep inside you, making you mine.” He groaned as he touched his forehead to hers. “But you’re not ready yet. And when I fuck you, make no mistake about it, you will give me all of you. Body, heart, mind and soul. All of you will be irrevocably mine. Forever.”
Whoa .
What?
His?
Forever?
Could she only think in one-word sentences?
Her heart raced. That bitch, Hope, reared her foolish head. Made her dream of things that could never be.
Love.
Trust.
Belonging.
His words were like music to her ears. He wanted her. For more than just a quick lay? And while she may want it to happen, it never could. Never would. Things like this just didn’t happen to her. Other than Beth and Jana, she hadn’t been truly wanted by anyone in her whole life. Or loved. She was unworthy.
Damian had the power to irreversibly break what was left of her damaged heart into a million pieces. She liked him way too much already for her own sanity. She was getting in far too deep here, on a speeding train that had lost its brakes. And the only thing that could happen in that scenario was a huge fiery crash when it eventually jumped the tracks.
“You’re thinking too much, kitten. Get out of your own head. This”—he motioned between the two of them—“us. It’s going to happen. It’s only a matter of time and you’d best accept it. Sooner rather than later, because I honestly don’t know how long I can hold back from taking you.”
He placed another searing kiss on her lips before getting up from the large bed. She lay there, unable to move, her mind swirling.
“If you feel rested enough, why don’t you take a shower and I’ll be back
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