15. The one where she loses it

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WARNING ::: THIS CHAPTER IS JUST A LONG INTIMATE SCENE BETWEEN ELLE AND DAMON. soooo if that is not your ☕️ , you can just skip into the next one. There is nothing too important in this chapter. THEY DO NOT HAVE SEX, just in case you decide to skip this chapter :)

Elle

I see him standing, doing something on his phone I close the restroom door and he begins speaking without looking up.

"Hey baby, I put Emma to bed and I think she might actually stay as-" he stops talking when he looks up at me. His jaw drops and his phone falls from his hands. When I walk towards the bed, my smirk still on my face, his gaze turns from gawking to lustful. His own smirk emerges as he walks so slowly towards where I am on the bed. I laugh and try to move myself back on the bed before he lunges at me.

"Don't run baby girl." He growls as his hands take hold of my thighs, and he places my legs on either sides of his hips, I lay back and watch him stand over me. This has to be the best fucking sight in the entire world. His hungry eyes wander from my face to my chest.

"Where were we?" He uses my hips to scoot me up further on his bed as he resumes our position from earlier. This time he wastes no time in pulling down the thin material to the baby pink tank top, my white bra fully on display now and I close my eyes.

"Baby..." I open my eyes to see him looking up at me. His thumb rubs slow circles on my hip bone and I can barely think, my mind is a jumbled mess.

"You know you can tell me to stop. I don't want to do anything else if you're uncomfortable." Though his mouth says one thing, his hands and eyes say another.

I quickly shake my head, "don't stop." I whisper and that sets him off again. He licks up the valley of my breasts before placing a kiss on each of them.

Usually I would be shy, but I've always been told I was very blessed in the chest area. I know my boobs are bigger than most of the girls my age and even some adults. Plus the way he is attacking them right now, I don't think size is a problem. My hands are in his hair when he starts nipping the skin along the line of my bra. I let out a small moan and he stops to look up at me. I look down to see light hickies starting to form where he bit me.

"Lay in bed baby." His husky voice demands as he stands and automatically I turn to crawl to the middle of his huge bed. I hear him groan so I turn around to see what's wrong. I see him staring at the 'I miss you' across my upper ass, since my bottom half is pretty much out. I blush and smile as I lay down on the center of his bed, surrounded by soft lush pillows.

He moves to the foot of the bed and crawls up to me. Starting with my ankle he kisses up my legs, his hands moving with his lips massaging up my left leg, then my right. He moves super slow and I want him to hurry up, but I don't rush him as it feels nice anyways. He lifts up my right leg, moving up to my thigh. I realize the fabric of the shorts barely covers the space between my legs and I move to close my legs, but he holds my thigh in his large hand. He looks up at me and shakes his head.

"Don't be self conscious, you're fucking beautiful." I blush at his words but nod as he continues to kiss up my thigh. He moves to my inner thigh and my breath hitches.

"Tell me if you want me to stop okay baby? I won't know you're uncomfortable unless you tell me." I nod and he shakes his head.

"Please...." I mumble and his concerned face turns into a cocky smirk.

"Lay back." I get off of my elbows, because I was watching him and lay back and just feel. He moves from my right to my left inner thigh. He gets so close to the edge of my shorts, but he skips over my sensitive area and moves up to my stomach. He pulls my shorts down a little lower and kisses the skin of my hip bones. His rough hands run along the line of my shirt before lifting it up, to right under my boobs. I get more self conscious now because I know I'm not small by any means, and my tummy isn't flat. I squirm a little uncomfortable but he doesn't stop, and I don't say anything so he continues... I don't want him to stop either.

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