His Best Friends Daughter- BK1 TPBS 1st draft

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Not edited. A little mature fun for Damon
;)

Damon lay with his head propped up with his hand looking down at her face. Her once furrowed features slowly taking longer to appear. She was learning to breathe again.

Three weeks ago Frazer was finally removed from her life although he still lived... albeit a painful living.

True to his word Michael had put the house up for sale. In many ways the loss of family history brought grief and tears but the promise of the finality of not having to see the walls that encased such horrible memories had come as a welcome relief to them all.

Today, he and his wife would pick up the key to their new home. A birthday present to her coming of age. Her birthday today. Eighteen finally.

These past weeks had been a roller coaster of emotions for them. Anna had found her voice and wasn't afraid to use it. He grinned at the memory of the first time she told him to fuck off and how she'd slapped her hands over her mouth... and giggled. It was fucking amazing to hear that sound as his lower region pulsed in reaction.

Cold showers were slowly becoming a thing of the past as Anna's insecurities were put behind her. Each night as they lay in bed with one another her touch became more determined... more seeking. When she touched his còck for the first time by accident she was shocked while he was silently begging her to go on.

His dom side wanted so badly to make her his in every possible conceivable way  but he held back for her sake. He'd made a promise and although he intended to keep it he knew that one day he would start to introduce her into his world at a pace she was confortable with. To deny who he was would be a disaster for them both.

He was an extremely possessive an dominant man.

The thought of spanking her again made him hard and needing release... quickly.

His slowly pulled back the covers to look over her glorious body. The night shirt she wore had ridden up and showed the tantalising white lace covering her mound. He bit his tongue as hand wandered down underneath the boxers he wore to ease her mind. Sleeping naked was normal for him and he couldn't wait till it was for her too.

He hissed at the engorged tendernes he felt as he began the long hard strokes he desperately needed. Anna's small dreaming whimpers drove him wild as he imagined being imbedded inside her and those whimpers being for his.

His breathing became pants with his strokes becoming faster. Lust filled desire watched as each breath she took raised her chest and caused straining on the material. The definition of what was underneath clearly visible and sent him over the edge as he dropped his face to her chest and groaned his release.

"Good morning Damon."