{{DAMARA MARIANO}}
It's been a month since Vi and I reconnected. My wounds are almost healed fully. We've both been working on finding Atlas and we're close. I can fucking smell it.
Vi and I haven't left each other's side once. We have been staying at my loft in Manhattan. I'm no longer hidden.
He refuses to have sex with me though. It's because he thinks it will hurt me when I'm already healed, yet he doesn't realize that.
If he doesn't want to touch me, I'll do it myself. This might just be my worst idea yet, but I don't care. Whatever drives him mad works for me.
I positioned myself on our bed and took off my shorts and underwear. I grabbed the vibe I bought myself a week ago. I was bored and I like to shop when I'm bored.
I turned it on and guided it along my clit. My eyes fluttered closed and I moaned softly. If this doesn't get him to touch me I don't know what will. I've tried everything. Wearing only a shirt, I even wore just a bra around the house and he was to busy on the laptop to notice. I don't even think he's seen my new tattoos. Take it one is under my boob but the other is a huge dragon on my thigh.
I moaned his name and my back arched against the sheets. I heard him run up the metal stairs into the loft. I feel his eyes on me but I refuse to look at him. I can feel the fire in his eyes. Don't look Damara stay strong.
"Fuck... Vi." I breathed out and felt his gaze lock on my face. He stepped forward and sat on the bed. I finally opened my eyes and looked at him. His gaze was pitch black as he stared into my soul.
"No no, keep going. I'll sit here till you cum." He rested his head in his hand as he stared at my face.
My eyes closed again and I tilted my head towards the ceiling arching more. I heard him shift and lay next to me. He whimpered a little bit from beside me and my eyes shot open.
I looked at my boy to see he was fucking himself next to me. That's all I needed to send me over.
"Of fuck!" I cried out riding out my high. I turned the small vibe off and threw it across the room.
I crawled next to Vi and lowered my head without him hearing me. I wrapped my lips around his cock and he groaned. Fuck. I watched as he pulled his hand away from his dick and let me take control. He collected my hair and I went down on him hard. He filled my mouth and went down to my throat. Oh how I've missed the feeling of being full.
I bobbed my head and he threw his back against the wall and groaned guiding my head with his grip on my hair. I moaned around him and he clenched his jaw. He smells so fucking good it's infuriating.
I felt him twitch in my mouth before he spilled down my throat. Holy shit. I pulled my head off him and straddled my love. I waited for him to calm down before I talked.
"I'm kinda surprised you haven't commented on it yet." I mumbled resting my head on his chest looking up at him. He raised a brow before glancing at my thigh.
"I've already seen it, love." He smirked.
"Well do you like it?" I tilted my head.
"Mhm." He smiled.
"I got another one." I mumbled with a smile. My heart rate was so high, I hope he likes it. "I wanted to show it to you on your birthday but I was to tired. And bloody." I sighed.
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