Let's Play

Let's Just Pretend

Jessika

I woke up the next morning still curled up in Damien's arms. I snuggled in closer, enjoying his embrace a little too much. But this time I didn't care. I was gonna let myself enjoy it for as long as I could before I had to return to reality. Luckily, it was Friday meaning one last day of work before I could lay in bed all weekend and drown myself in Netflix and wine.

Damien must have already been awake and felt me move. "Good Morning, Princess" he said, the low rumble in his chest tickling my cheek. I grunted in response, not wanting to move. This just made him chuckle. "I already had Will cancel my meetings today so we can stay like this all day if that's what you need."

My head shot up from his chest. I know I said I didn't want to move, but this took me by surprise. "Why would you do that for me?" I asked, tears already gathering in my eyes.

"Jess, you're one of the strongest, fiercest women I have ever met. To see you so broken last night was... difficult. As your boss, I'm obligated to take care of you." He pulled me back against his chest and sighed. "Even though this isn't the most common way a boss typically cares for his employee".

This time I laughed. He was right but at the same time his comfort was exactly what I needed right now. I felt so comfortable with him. So comfortable that I almost couldn't believe the words that came out of my mouth. "I think I'm ready to talk about what happened..."

Damien squeezed me tighter, encouraging me to continue. "Like I said, I'm here for whatever you need. If you need to get this off your chest, I am honored you chose me to listen."

I nodded my head and took a deep breath. I didn't want to lose my confidence so I began my story right away.

"So when I was in high school I was dating this guy... I thought he was perfect for me but he was actually kind of awful to me-" I paused and took another deep breath. My heart was starting to race. I had never told anyone this before and I was getting really nervous. Damien softly ran his fingers over my back, providing some comfort. "Well there was this one night that my best friend Kat and I decided to go to this party. We really shouldn't have gone. I hate that we went. We should have just stayed home and studied because that's what we told my mom."

Tears started falling from my eyes as I drew in a shaky breath. Damien sat up and pulled me into his lap, rocking me back and forth like he did last night. "Keep going, Jess. You can do it,"

I nodded again. "Well we got to the party at his house. I got really, really drunk. He ended up pulling me upstairs. I was so drunk I couldn't stop him. He pushed me onto his bed and he, um, well he..." I choked back a sob. But I was determined to finish my story. I was strong enough. I survived it and I could tell me story. "He pulled down my underwear. He r-raped me. I d-didn't want it t-to happen like t-that. I was f-frozen, Damien. I did n-nothing to stop it. Why couldn't I do anything?"

For the first time since starting my story, I looked up at Damien. I looked into his eyes and saw that he, too was crying. Silent tears fell down his face, and he looked hurt, like my story wounded him. Like he cared about me and was hurt by my past.

Damien leaned down and kissed my tears away before pressing his lips against mine. I could taste the saltiness of my own tears but could still feel the softness of his lips. Damien rolled me off of his lap and laid me down softly on the bed. He lay on top of me, his arms on either side of my head.

"Jess, you did nothing wrong. You went though something traumatic and you are so strong for talking about it." Damien kissed my forehead softly. Then he kissed my temple. He kissed my eyelids and the bridge of my nose. He kissed my cheeks and kissed his way across my jaw line before kissing my lips.

I wrapped my hands around the back of his head, drawing his head in closer to deepen the kiss. I opened my mouth, inviting him in. Our tongues danced against each other and I grew addicted to the taste of him.

To my disappointment, Damien pulled back. "Jessika, we don't have to-" but I shook my head as I pulled him back in. I need him right now. I needed his touch. I needed his lips. I needed Damien in every way.

Damien's lips started trailing down my body. Down my neck, across my breasts, and down my stomach. Each kiss lighting a fire inside of my body that made it's way down between my legs. I was burning for him.

Damien slowly rose back up, pressing his lips softly against my ear. "Let's just pretend for one day that we are a happy couple." He brought his lips down onto mine. "Let's just pretend for one day that we belong to each other, whole-heartedly". He kissed me again. "And let's just pretend for one damn day, that I make love to you the way you deserve to be loved every. Single. Time."

I nodded against his lips and smiled. I could pretend for one day, right?

Damien crawled back down my body, placing my legs over his shoulder. He kissed the inside of my thighs, and I shivered as felt the warmth of his breath hovering over my center. He slowly licked his way between my folds, his tongue drawing circles around my clit. He started sucking gently on my most sensitive spot, causing my back to arch. I was so close to the edge, but I tensed my body in an attempt to stop my climax. I didn't want to cum until he told me to.

Damien stopped for a moment before looking up at me. "This time, you cum when you need to. Don't wait for permission, baby girl."

My body relaxed instantly and within seconds my juices burst. Damien licked up every last drop, enjoying the sweet taste. Damien rose and I pulled his lips against mine, tasting myself on his lips.

Damien had already taken off his underwear, and I looked down to see his manhood fully erect. My body squirmed underneath him, impatiently wanting him inside of me. Damien noticed and smiled softly. "Patience, princess." he said.

His cock teased at my entrance before slowly pushing himself inside of me. His strokes were slow, and I could feel every single inch as it slid in and out of me. This was way more gentle than any other time we had sex.

His hand slowly felt along my body. They cupped at my breast, and teased my nipples, causing me to my moans to get even louder. His hand then slid down my side and along my hips. His hands were cherishing my body. He was treating my body as if it were a temple made of the finest gold in the world. No one had ever made love to me like this before. I was in love with the feeling of being loved.

My back arched as I came yet again, crying out Damien's name. His release followed shortly after, and I could feel his warm seed as it emptied inside of me.

I was in absolute bliss. Damien stood and slowly pulled me towards the shower. I groaned in protest, not wanting to leave the bed.

"Stop it, Jess. We are going to get you cleaned up, and you and I are going to enjoy a day off together. Understood?"

I couldn't stop the smile that spread on my face as he pulled me into the shower. And I couldn't help but be excited for whatever he had planned for today.