Daphne

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Daphne

"Fuck!" was the first thing I muttered when i woke up.

I couldn't feel anything except my bed that was hard as fuck and I felt like I'd been wrecked.

Damien's light snores were enough to remind me of why I was in his bed and why I was lying completely naked on his chest, under the sheets.

There were three things I wanted to do in that moment.

1. Slip out of his bed escape to rehab to help with the trauma I'd gotten from the size of-

2. Lay there and think about what my future was looking like after I'd fucked my mission, quite literally.

3. Just go back to sleep, because sleep is the answer to everything.

But I couldn't do neither, because i was way too focused on how beautiful Damien actually was.

I don't know why it took me so long to notice that this man was so fucking attractive. His touch alone made me lose myself.

I found it almost stupid how I'd submitted so willingly. It really hurt my pride.

Without thinking I sat up, reached out and slapped the absolute shit out of him.

But surprisingly enough he didn't retaliate when his eyes opened, instead he said.

"Good morning,my love."

His voice was enough to get me excited all over again and I wavered slightly.

His eyes weren't looking at mine but way below it, right at my exposed girls.

I quickly ducked back under the sheets and laid back down on him.

" They're touching me but you don't want me to see them." he chuckled.

"Shut up!"I groaned and rolled to the side so I was on the bed itself.

I brought the sheets up to my chest and turned away so that I could fume in peace.

Damien didn't get the message as he lifted me up quite effortlessly and right back on him.

Not that I didn't love being manhandle-

There was a tiny smile on his face and I wondered why.

"What are you smiling about?" I asked and relaxed on his chest.

"It's just that, that was one of the best birthdays I've had in a while."he replied putting his arms on my waist.

"It was the sex wasn't it?" I asked and rolled my eyes.

"Mainly." he smirked and leaned in to kiss my forehead.

After that I just laid there staring as much as he was.

I'd suddenly gotten more comfortable and a smile was stretching across my face, that was until he asked,

"What'd you mean by it's better in reality?"

I choked on air and lied profusely,

"Not sure of what you mean."

"Oh yeah?" he smirked.

Suddenly he flipped us over so i was below him and he was staring down at me like a damn predator.

"Mhm." i muttered.

"Here's a reminder then." he said getting closer.

" OK! Ok now hold on!" I gasped knowing what he was about to do.

"I have a confession,ok." I fumed.

He cocked his eyebrows in confusion and I continued,

"So remember how I woke up one morning acting weird and also how I rudely told you to fuck off, then avoided you for a while?"

"You mean when you were being a bitch to me for no reason?" he asked with a smirk.

I wanted to roll my eyes, but I muttered instead,

"Yeah that time, well I kind of had a dream."

"A dream?"

"Yeah."

"Were we fucking or something?" he asked jokingly.

It took him a second but my silence and the look on my face made his jaw drop.

"Wait really!"

"We almost did, had I not woken up." I explained.

His lips folded in and he dropped to my side laughing his ass off.

I groaned knowing I was never going to hear the end of it.

"So you really avoided me just because you had a dream where my lips were driving you insane?"he laughed.

I rolled my eyes and replied, " Yes. But it was only one time!"

"One time! I've had thousands of those dreams amore and just like you it became a reality."

My ears were fine, your eyes are fine, that sentence was read correctly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"What I mean by that is I've fucked you way more times in my dreams than I actually have."

My eyes widened at how blunt he was.

"Shameless are we now." I rolled my eyes.

"No just fucking hooked."

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