His soft, full lips kiss me slowly and I savor every second of it. His toned body and strong arms trap me below him, but I can’t think of anywhere else I want to be, so I give in willingly. I tilt my head back, granting him access to my neck, and he obliges with his continued soft caress, causing my head to spin from the strong desire coursing through my body.
His fingers travel up my stomach, pushing my shirt up as he goes, and I sigh whilst pushing my body up into him. This isn’t what I’m used to with him. What I’m used to is his rough, but wonderful fucking. This is something completely different. He’s taking his time, making sure every inch of my skin is touched.
“You’re so beautiful, Zoe,” he whispers in my ear whilst stroking my face gently with his thumb.
I can’t think of anything to say, so I just lie there, waiting for him to continue. Damien’s arms snake under my back and pull me up. He kneels back on his heels and sits me on his lap, one arm still around my waist and the other pushing my shirt up further. He grunts with satisfaction when he exposes my naked breasts.
I wrap my legs around his slim hips and push my chest forward, to his eager mouth which locks onto my fully erect nipples. He nips and sucks at them, sending waves of pleasure through me. God it feels so amazing. I lace my fingers through his hair lovingly, silently giving my approval for his actions.
He grabs my tank top with both hands and pulls it over my head, leaving me half naked. His mouth then goes back on the assault and I tilt my head back, enjoying the sensation of his mouth on me.
He lowers my body down onto the bed again and plants kisses on my stomach, slowly making his way south. My body vibrates with anticipation as he nears the waistband of my sweatpants.
“I think we should take these off, my love,” he says whilst tugging at the material. My stomach flutters at his term of endearment and I raise my hips when he hooks his forefingers under the band and pulls them down painfully slow, not taking his eyes off my face. My breathing becomes loud and I bite my lower lip as I watch him remove them. He leaves me in just my panties and thankfully, I did wear some relatively nice ones.
He clambers off me and stands at the side of the bed. It takes me a second to drag my eyes away from his stomach and realize he’s beckoning me to remove his. A huge grin comes to my face and I all too eagerly pull them down, lacking the patience he does.
I breathe in quickly when I find no boxers underneath. I grin up at him with my hands on his hips and he gazes down at me with a small smile playing on his face. I plant a light kiss on his lower stomach and drag my nails across his hips, seeing his muscles tense in his stomach as I do so. He runs a hand across my hair as I reciprocate with my own trails of kisses. I reach his groin and realize that I don’t have a barrier to stop me, so I decide that I should go in for the kill, but firm hands stop my further decent and push me away.
“No babe, this is all for you,” he murmurs, pushing me to lie down again. What? That’s not really fair. I open my mouth to retort, but he raises a finger to his own lips, quieting me.
Alright then, I think and so I shuffle back on the bed and watch as he removes the last scrap of material from my body. He tosses them over his shoulder, clearly not caring where they land. I now lay completely naked before him and he doesn’t move, except to smile.
I squirm, feeling exposed as his eyes rake over my body. I move my arms to cover myself and I’m met by his angered face.
“Don’t,” he says softly, coming to lie next to me. “You shouldn’t be ashamed of your body, I love everything about it.” His finger traces a pattern along my stomach and up across my breasts. “I especially love these; they’re the perfect size.” He squeezes one of them in his palm.
“I think they’re too small,” I mumble.
“No, they’re amazing.”
He bends his head to suck at my nipple again and lets his hands slide down my body, resting his fingers on my mound. It feels like he’s teasing me and I wriggle on the sheet, feeling restless as my arousal heightens.
“Damien, please, I need you.” I grind my hips up into his hand and his fingers finally come into play. He rubs at me in slow, smooth circles, and I can feel the tension building gradually. I moan from the sensation of his skilled mouth, still sucking at my breast, and his deft fingers which are picking up speed. “Yes, like that,” I groan into the sheets.
He moves between my legs and I feel his fingers meander down to my opening whilst his mouth moves to my other nipple to begin his assault on that one. He clamps down on it and, at the same time, pushes two fingers inside me, causing my back to arch off the bed and my mouth to open. I can tell that from the ease of entry, I must be extremely wet, which doesn’t come as a surprise.
He pushes his fingers in and out slowly; pressing up to my g-spot and making me gasp and shudder. He pushes against it relentlessly and my mind goes cloudy. I can’t even formulate a thought, but, from the middle of nowhere, comes an earth-shattering orgasm that causes me to cry out.
“Damien!” I grab at the sheets and he doesn’t respond, except with his continued assault from his mouth, which is now trailing back to my neck. I have barely gotten my breathing back into control when I feel him pushing inside me again, this time with something a lot larger than his fingers.
He fills me completely, devouring all of me, and it’s at that moment that I realize that he’s mine just as much as I am his. I dig my nails into his back to urge him on, clenching onto him as he pushes into me again and again.
“I love you,” I whisper into his hair and without missing a beat, he brings his face to mine for a deep kiss, exploring my mouth with his tongue. He breaks away and kisses along my jaw whilst still moving rhythmically inside me.
“I love you too, Zoe,” he mumbles between kisses.
He runs his hand down the length of my body and grabs at my thigh to pull it up, motioning me to wrap my legs around him. I comply without question, wanting to be as close to him as possible and for it to never end. But, of course, it does as he shudders and finds his release, bringing me along with him.
Pleasure once more runs through me stronger than ever and then he stills, still inside me- completing me.
“Oh my god,” I say with a sigh, running my nails up his back softly.
“I know,” he responds huskily, before kissing me deeply again and sliding out of me slowly. I’m then left wanting him even more than before- if that’s even possible. He rolls over and lies by my side, his chest heaving from the exertion.
My mind is so lost and I stare blankly at the ceiling, unsure of what to think. What just happened?
He rolls back over and pulls me closer to him so he can plant a kiss on my forehead. “What’s wrong babe?”
“I- nothing,” I answer with a smile. His face gazes at me with some emotion that I can’t place and I look back, knowing my face looks the same.
I love this man with all my heart.
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The Meeting
RomanceZoe's brought to a meeting with the pretext of having her help close a deal for the company. Little did she know that it would turn into a hot and steamy encounter with her soon to be new boss. But, he comes with a lot of baggage and he has a dark p...
