My name is Celine. I thought by moving to the big city I'll have a normal kinda lifestyle. Little did I know I took a job as the Devil's personal assistant. Better the Devil you know than the angel you don't.
I take the little hamster cage and place him on the table. I turn towards Damian and give him a kiss, I pull away slightly to say something but he doesn't let the opportunity slip by, he moves closer and really kisses me. In one quick move he reaches for me tugging me against his chest harder as he claims me with his mouth that's so much hotter, but no less intimate than the first.
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His lips slants over mine hot and needy as his tongue explores my mouth his arms holds me so tight. it makes me feel more secure than I'd ever felt in my life. I feel safe, I feel adored, I feel heard, and I feel like the most important person on the planet.
"Room or kitchen tonight?" He starts to say but pull him down onto the couch instead.
A short while later stripped out of our clothes in a hasty fashion and I'm so wet by the time he has the pillows under my gleaming stomach that he goes right into me in one long delicious move.
We begin slowly. When he is close to coming he pulls his dick out and lets it cool. Then he starts again guiding it with one hand, feeding it in like line. I begin to roll my hips and cry out. "Yes yes yesss." It's like ministering to a lunatic.
Then he takes it out again, plunging into me with one hard trust. "Fucckkkk..." He grunts. We begin once more and this time he does not stop until I cry out and he feels himself come in long, trembling runs. The head of his dick touching bone it seems. We lie exhausted, side by side, as if just having beached a great boat. I shudder curling into his warmth, he feels strong and solid beneath my touch and once again I get stuck in the contradiction that is Damian Blakely, so cold and uncaring to the world yet so warm and protective when he wants to be. I'd known him for three years, yet I didn't know him at all.
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He wasn't the man I thought he was he was so much better, even when he tried to convince me he was so much worse. I wanted him like nothing before not only physically, but mentally and emotionally. I want every shadow of his soul and every piece of his multi-layered heart. I want to pour in to him every drop of light I have to give until he consumes me whole.
