Temptation 2: Forgiving You ✔️

28: Ends Meet

The Next Few Days

"Oh come on just tell me."

I chuckle softly while tracing my finger along the lines of his tattoo as he twirls the strands of my hair. "Nope, I forbade myself from ever speaking of such an embarrassing moment in my high school experience." I say trying my hardest not to laugh.

"Okay then we can compromise. I tell you an excruciating tale from my days in High school, and you can tell me this one, and trust me I have a few endless stories."

I pause my tracing before hiding my smile by biting down on my lip sort of contemplating. I have to admit I do love hearing him talking. Not just about his past but in general. Especially his morning voice. It's raspy, deep, and just—I don't know but it's something that I don't get tired of hearing. While holding the blanket above my chest, I move my head up.

"Okay fine, deal. But if I tell you please don't hold it over me, okay?" I ask him. He grins and shrugs his shoulders, "I can't promise that but I can say that if I do, I have my ways of making it up to you."

My brows rise and a smirk appears on my face, "Oh yeah? Such as?" I ask him.

His eyes move from mine, and they seem to move in the direction of my covered chest, and back to my face. "Well you'll just have to tell the story first."

I scoff before letting out a breathless laugh. "Or you can just give me a brief demonstration." I say as I lean closer to his lips. The teasing thing that we're doing right now only stimulates me even more, and I bet it's likewise by the way he keeps looking at me.

Damon runs his tongue over his before quickly flipping me over onto the bottom position as he hovers over me. A small breath let's out as his swiftness catches me off guard. His lips instantly meet with mines, and as I try to guide my hands through down his back he grabs my wrists, placing them against the pillow.

I struggle to raise my body up as the white sheet removes itself from my torso, my head lifting from the pillow while kissing him. I watch as Damon moves downwards as his eyes remain locked onto mine. Fuck that's hot. I could already feel the wetness collecting up inside of me, and the tiny heartbeat growing more as his head tucks
Down.

I grit my teeth as my anxiousness gets the best of me, before letting out a moan the moment I feel Damon's tongue slip inside of me. My head is thrown back, and my body arches up as he creates this sensation. His tongue moves slowly, moving in and out and teasing my clit.

"Damon.." I utter his name softly but he gives me no reply. His pace soon continues, and the faster he moves, my body begins to quake. Damon grabs my ankles before moving them over his shoulder while tightly gripping my thighs.

I don't know how he does it, but I don't want him to stop. I lay myself against the bed, not knowing what to do with myself or how to even control my movement. As he inserts his fingers my moans only grow louder as he pumps them in and out.

"I said brief.." I say quietly. This, this was not brief, but hey I'm not complaining.

He lifts his head up, moving his torso upwards towards me as he continues to move his fingers in and out of me, "You did say that, but I didn't agree to it baby."

I look at him, words not able to form given the fact that he's literally making that impossible. The two of us continue to exchange looks as he finger fucks me on the bed, and I moan endlessly before tensing up as the orgasm makes it's way out. Damon pulls his fingers from out of me and my chest rises up and down with heavy breaths escaping my mouth.

"I'd give it another go but, you have that thing with your parents friend today, figured I'd give you something to jumpstart your morning." Damon said while sliding on his white t-shirt.