CIARA'S POV:
Damian's eyes snap back looking at me intently, after studying my face a few seconds his eyelashes droop, disappointed, a sigh leaves his mouth his body moving back, all the passion evaporating and that stupid nothingness reappearing.
I don't like Damian Asher not enough to kiss. It can't be. I keep. Saying this to myself for the last 20 hours everytime he had that look in his eyes. But why does it feel like a part of me is ripping off me with every inch he is moving back. I hold onto his ruffled shirt and pull him to me.
Screw it.
Our lips collide. Sparks coursing my veins bursting fireworks in my belly. Both of us still. Damian's eyes bulge out as if he just figured what happened and a little chuckle leaves my mouth he blinks and everything happens too fast after that. Bodies collide trapping me between the steel and his arms.one of his hands moves up to my hair while the other rush to my back pushing me into him. Damian looks me in the eye making me shiver under his gaze as he tilts my face to the side "smells like sin.. as always" a murmur as he closes in with a urgency pressing harder on to my lips making a satisfying sound as his eyes close savouring the new found deliciousness. His mouth nip's mine as his hands pull on my hair. A soft moan leaves my mouth electrifying my body with goosebumps. Making him smile through the kiss. he thinks he is totally in control of this, I had to change that what's anything without a challenge between us. My hands hungrily explore every nook of his upper body. His broad and firm chest felt like rock under my fingers, my hands slid down lazily inspecting All the ups and downs of his stomach the idea of challenge evaporating as my fingers explore his divine body . Damian flinches away as it slid dangerously low to his abdomen. my other hand finds its way to his hair, velvet. His air is softer than i imagined under my touch My fingers curl through his soft hair tugging on them a little as Damian licks my lower lip in one long swipe. Glazing it with moisture making me moan once more and a groans leaves his mouth in approval. His voice reaching to every sensitive part of my body tugging at it painfully. I fist his hair pulling him further into me as i hungrily nibble on his upper lip.
Damian pulls me more into him smushing my body to his it's not even possible anymore. I bet He could feel my body the idea was hideous on any normal day but now, now my body is on fire knowing it. The fire is almost consuming and humbling. his hand on the back moves to my throat in excruciatingly slow motion tracing every curve of my side as his hand worked its way up curling his fingers around my throat fuelling my desires, i gasp closing my eyes overwhelmed with lust. his lips place light kisses around my mouth. hands on my throat squeezing just enough to get my nipples hard and stomach knotting as his mouth devour mine hungrily once again. His teeth graze my lower lip biting it. I open my eyes at the sudden sting to see Damian looking right back at me. It was more of an order to keep looking at him as he had his way and I was too much of a goner to oppose. "You do taste sweeter than icecream Mrs.Asher... so much better" his voice gets deeper, hoarser than I ever heard. lips back on mine passionate. This kiss wasn't soft and light exploring, it was.... dominating full of control and i never give up control not without a fight. I try to kiss him back reciprocating the rigor, high with his passion until Damian tugs on my mouth with his tongue trying to enter my mouth. That is when I register what was happening. I push him away panting. Damian looks at me dumbfounded and breathing heavily. The Ferris wheel jolts again indicating it's stop.
I kissed Damian Asher on the damn Ferris wheel.
I run out of the compartment too embarassed to care what Damian thinks of it. Shit. Shit. No excuse this time. I kissed him. No. We ate eachother out. God. damn. it. I was the one who initiated it. I basically threw what i believed my life's purpose Aaget inc out the window because Damian Asher said...... Please.
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A Beacon To My Blues
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