Corrupted by Alicia Taylor, Natalie Townson Page A
Authors: Alicia Taylor, Natalie Townson
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moving my other hand to my hardened nipples, tugging on them. It sends an instant volt of pleasure to my already aching pussy. I’m so aroused I can smell myself. I begin panting as my body takes over, my hips rising of their own accord.
The thought of Damon catching me turns me on even more. It makes me feel naughty to know he’s just on the other side of the house, oblivious as to my ministrations. I push two fingers inside me thinking of him, remembering the way his hot tongue felt when he was plunging it inside me. I have to bite my lip to stifle another moan that is building in my throat. I can feel my climax peaking, reaching the pleasurable heights I need to push me over the edge.
I pluck my nipple before lifting and squeezing the weighty flesh. I continue thrusting my finger into my channel and bring my thumb up to press into my slickened bundle of nerves. I press harder until a complete wave of ecstasy overtakes my body, tremors making me arch my whole back off the couch as I come. I cry out, unable to hold back as a tidal wave of intense rapture spreads through my body, curling my toes.
Coming down from my high, I open my eyes and see Damon standing by the door. His eyes are filled with pure passion. I know he saw what I did but I’m too sated to even care. I can see his impressive bulge straining in his trousers, looking like it’s trying to break free of its confined prison. He takes a step towards me but I jump to my feet, coming to my senses. I want to keep Damon filled with sensual longing but if he so much as touches me, I know my restraint will break. He just has that effect on me.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that here.” I practically bowl him over as I make a run to the door. His hand snaps out, preventing my exit. I bring my eyes up to look into his. I can see him struggling with what he wants to say. “Damon, let me leave,” I plead, he moves his arm and I make my escape, rushing up the stairs and into my room.
Sitting down on the bed I wrap my arms around myself. What the fuck was I thinking to do that knowing Damon could walk in at any minute? It takes me a second to catch my breath. I hear Damon walk to my door. There is a small knock. “Ella? It’s ok, really.” I suck in a shocked breath, It’s not ok though. That was too close. If Damon had decided to walk over and help me finish I would have jumped and humped then and there. I ignore him and walk towards the bathroom turning on the shower and closing the door so I can no longer hear what he has to say.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
May 24th 2014
Things between Damon and I have been relatively easy. It’s like the whole catching me while pleasuring myself hadn’t happened. I for sure wasn’t going to mention it again, and Damon has surprised me by being blasé about the whole issue.
I’m down in Damon's pool doing a few lengths waiting for him to come home. I‘ve been bored all day, watching the clock for each hour until he walks through the door. I can’t figure out when I became so dependent on him, but I can’t deny I’m starting to like the way it felt having someone to talk to. It’s been nice.
Lost in my own thoughts, I hadn’t noticed that Damon is now in the water with me, so it completely takes me by surprise when I crash into his hard, broad chest as he leans against the wall. Looking up from the water I give him a seductive smile “Hi,” I all but purr at him. His returning smile spreads across his face, almost flooring me.
Damon moves towards me and I think he is going to kiss me, when he snakes his arms around my waist, but instead he dunks me und er. Being unprepared, I swallow, trying to get air into my lungs. I start to kick out, the arms holding me let me go, and I swim to the side coughing and spluttering. A second later Damon pulls himself out of the water coughing too.
“You fucking moron, you could have killed me.” I climb out and lie on my back while trying to steady my breathing. I
The thought of Damon catching me turns me on even more. It makes me feel naughty to know he’s just on the other side of the house, oblivious as to my ministrations. I push two fingers inside me thinking of him, remembering the way his hot tongue felt when he was plunging it inside me. I have to bite my lip to stifle another moan that is building in my throat. I can feel my climax peaking, reaching the pleasurable heights I need to push me over the edge.
I pluck my nipple before lifting and squeezing the weighty flesh. I continue thrusting my finger into my channel and bring my thumb up to press into my slickened bundle of nerves. I press harder until a complete wave of ecstasy overtakes my body, tremors making me arch my whole back off the couch as I come. I cry out, unable to hold back as a tidal wave of intense rapture spreads through my body, curling my toes.
Coming down from my high, I open my eyes and see Damon standing by the door. His eyes are filled with pure passion. I know he saw what I did but I’m too sated to even care. I can see his impressive bulge straining in his trousers, looking like it’s trying to break free of its confined prison. He takes a step towards me but I jump to my feet, coming to my senses. I want to keep Damon filled with sensual longing but if he so much as touches me, I know my restraint will break. He just has that effect on me.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that here.” I practically bowl him over as I make a run to the door. His hand snaps out, preventing my exit. I bring my eyes up to look into his. I can see him struggling with what he wants to say. “Damon, let me leave,” I plead, he moves his arm and I make my escape, rushing up the stairs and into my room.
Sitting down on the bed I wrap my arms around myself. What the fuck was I thinking to do that knowing Damon could walk in at any minute? It takes me a second to catch my breath. I hear Damon walk to my door. There is a small knock. “Ella? It’s ok, really.” I suck in a shocked breath, It’s not ok though. That was too close. If Damon had decided to walk over and help me finish I would have jumped and humped then and there. I ignore him and walk towards the bathroom turning on the shower and closing the door so I can no longer hear what he has to say.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
May 24th 2014
Things between Damon and I have been relatively easy. It’s like the whole catching me while pleasuring myself hadn’t happened. I for sure wasn’t going to mention it again, and Damon has surprised me by being blasé about the whole issue.
I’m down in Damon's pool doing a few lengths waiting for him to come home. I‘ve been bored all day, watching the clock for each hour until he walks through the door. I can’t figure out when I became so dependent on him, but I can’t deny I’m starting to like the way it felt having someone to talk to. It’s been nice.
Lost in my own thoughts, I hadn’t noticed that Damon is now in the water with me, so it completely takes me by surprise when I crash into his hard, broad chest as he leans against the wall. Looking up from the water I give him a seductive smile “Hi,” I all but purr at him. His returning smile spreads across his face, almost flooring me.
Damon moves towards me and I think he is going to kiss me, when he snakes his arms around my waist, but instead he dunks me und er. Being unprepared, I swallow, trying to get air into my lungs. I start to kick out, the arms holding me let me go, and I swim to the side coughing and spluttering. A second later Damon pulls himself out of the water coughing too.
“You fucking moron, you could have killed me.” I climb out and lie on my back while trying to steady my breathing. I
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