For Your Love. {Damiano David}

Chapter Nineteen - For Your Love. *SMUT*

I wanna be the first man you look at tonight
I wanna be stuck in your head and make you go wild
I wanna drive you 'til the morning light and
I wanna leave you alone in the middle of the night
I wanna be a good man and see you smile
And I wanna swim between your thighs
I wanna fuck you till you scream and cry.

So baby why don't you please me now.

I've got so much I can give to you

*SMUT WARNING* 

Damiano's hands push me back against the wall as my arms wrap around his shoulders tightly. Our tongues fighting for dominance as we cling onto each other. I pull away from his lips and sigh, feeling stupid about the whole situation... he had a girlfriend. What was I doing?

He frowns when I pull away and lifts my chin up with his index finger so I was now looking him in the face.

"What's wrong?" 

"This doesn't change a thing Dami... you have a girlfriend. I shouldn't be doi..."

"I did" He states. He did what?

"What?" I frown.

"I did have a girlfriend" He corrects me. "After you left I told her I couldn't be with her because I never truly loved her the way I love you... fuck Eve, you've had me wrapped around your finger ever since the day I met you. It's always been you" He caresses my cheek with a genuine smile on his face... and for the first time, I believed him. I bring my lips to his again and run my hands through his silky brown hair. He backs me up against the wall, his hands running up and down my body. He moves his lips down to my neck, sucking and nibbling all over.

"I've missed you" He breathes against my skin, the heat of his breath turning me on immediately. His hand reaches down to squeeze my ass, his lips moving back up to mine as he pushes his tongue further into my mouth. 
I moan into the kiss, letting him take full control. I feel his hands cup the back of my thighs and lift me up effortlessly, carrying me out of the bathroom and up the stairs, down the hall to his room. He kicks the door shut behind him and walks over to the bed, dropping me down on it.

His lips find my neck again and he trails sweet, intense kisses down to my chest, giving each of my half exposed breasts sloppy kisses while squeezing them one at a time. His hands curl underneath the fabric of my tight top and lifts it over my head in one swift movement as I begin to play with the buckle of his belt. He reaches around in a hurry and unclips my bra easily, his mouth dropping in awe as my breasts are exposed.

"You are so fucking beautiful" 

I pull his top over his head, shrugging out of my really tight jeans, just needing him to fulfill a year and a halves wait. Obviously I had sex between that time but it was hardly something to remember. They weren't as big or as good as Damiano was. Man, I missed his touch... I missed everything about him.

His kisses move lower and lower until he's at the waistband of my very thin white thong, he looks up at me with a smirk as he leans forward and licks the wet area created through the fabric. I hated it when he teased. He chuckles at me squirming beneath him and hooks his finger in my panties, moving the material to the side roughly and completely rips them off. Damiano attaches his lips to my aching core.
I moan out loudly, my hands flying down to bury my fingers within his luxurious hair. He licks me in every direction, sucking on my throbbing clit while bringing me into a state of complete ecstasy.  I could feel myself approaching my high gradually but before I did, I lift his head back up to my lips and pull him on top of me, desperately wanting him inside of me. 

"Tell me what you want baby" His husky voice instructs me as I trace over his tattoos. I didn't say a word. I pulled down his boxers and watched as his hard dick sprung out of them. That's what I wanted. 

"Use your words baby" He smirks down at me, watching my mouth water amusedly.

"I want you" I finally manage to say through my light moaning as his dick rubbed against me. He teases me once again by running the tip of his dick along my entrance before shoving it in completely. I could feel my walls stretching further apart as I dug my fingernails in his back, trying to adjust to his size. 
He begins thrusting in and out of me, the sound of our skin connecting and our loud moans filled the room as we felt each other for the first time in ages. I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing our sweaty bodies closer together so they were gliding off of each other. He had one hand holding my leg up and the other firmly pressed against the wall behind the bed to steady himself.

Damiano lifts his head and trails his lips along my jaw, occasionally biting down on my skin. His dick was moving in and out of me at an electrifying pace. I shut my eyes and let all the pleasure run through me as my hand returns to grab his hair in a fist. It was crazy to think that less than twenty minutes ago we were arguing and pissed off at each other, I was convinced we wouldn't talk again. 

"Fuck Dami" I mutter, squirming even more. There was knotting my stomach and I could tell I was getting really close. "I'm so close"

His eyes darkened and he picked up the pace even more which I didn't think was possible. He groans out loudly, pulling and twisting my hair in his hand. "Me too amore"

After a couple of more thrusts, he hits my g spot intensely. Making me reach possibly the best orgasm I've ever had. I cry out in pleasure as my walls tighten around his dick, pushing Damiano to the edge. I moan his name loudly and feel him release his load himself inside of me. It was okay though seeing as I was on the pill. 

He grunts loudly as his body collapses on mine heavily, both of our breathing irregular. He rolls to the left side of me as we stare up at the ceiling, attempting to catch our breaths. 
I feel his fingers lace mine sweetly as he turns onto his side, resting his head on his other arm.

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"

"You used to all the time" I chuckle, following his actions and rolling on my side to face him. 

"Well you are... I was stupid for ever walking away amore" He whispers, brushing under my cheekbone with this thumb.