Me and Damon cuddled for a while, but I just. I was gonna miss him so much, and I couldn't help but kiss him. Passionate. He kissed back. Hard. He wanted me. I wanted him, and soon, things started to get rough. His hands were tangled in my hair and my hands traveled his whole body. Soon after that he picked me up by my thighs and carried me to our room. He closed the door behind me and slammed me hard against it, which only made me want him more. We made out like that for a while. Then, he used one hand to hold both my thighs and the other to take off my shirt. I looked at him. Lust in his eyes. I ran my hands threw his hair and smiled as he carried me to the bed. Once we were there he laid me down and held my hands above my head. Kissing down my stomach while admiring my entire body, and taking off my jeans. This boy is magical. He kissed my inner thigh and I bit my lip and moaned at my weakness he used so skillfully to his advantage, and just when I thought it was going to get so much better, the doorbell rang. "Fuck my life." I said. It was almost a moan the way it came out.
My hair was in a messy bun but it was basically down, and a huge messy. My legs felt like jello and I was hot and frustrated and this fucking fucktard rings the fucking doorbell and ruins my last chance at anything with this boy. I HATE my life. Ugh. So Damon gets up and walks down to the front door, and remember, I am literally only wearing a bra and my underwear which might ass well not even be there if you know what I mean, but for whatever reason I go with him to answer this door, and guess who it is. Why, my brotherof course because that is just my fucking luck!
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Those Lips
RomanceThose lips lie, until she meets Damon. Kaia is tired of moving around and not being loved. She is giving up, and is just sick of being here, but when she meets Damon her whole world is turned upside down and her fragile state is comforted by his str...
