CHAPTER THREE
DAMIAN
POSSESION SLAMMED INTO ME AS I kissed down her neck and lowered her onto my bed. We’d had a great evening having a meal at her favorite restaurant and when I’d given her her gift she’d been speechless. I’d thought about getting her something meat related, but all the jeweler had was a silver cleaver which I’d worried might make her look like a psychopath. Instead, I’d found a white gold letter T surrounded by curlicues with a tiny diamond in the center which was now hanging around her neck. We’d finished off the champagne and I was walking her to my car, intending on being a gentleman, when she’d turned around to give me a kiss and thank you. The second her lips had hit mine, it had gotten out of control and I’d only just managed to get us home without wrecking the car as she kissed around my neck and nibbled on my ear.
Now, I’d stripped both of us down as we made our way from the door to the bedroom and I was looking down at the most perfect creation known to man. Her breasts were a good handful and her waist was flat and went in before flaring slightly at her hips, the perfect hour glass.
I couldn’t hold back. Reaching her nipple, I sucked it into my mouth making her arch and moan.
“Harry, please,” she panted. I didn’t want her to call me that name. I wanted her to call me by my actual name.
Lifting my head, I moved back up and held her head between my hands. “I’ll get a move on, if you’ll call me by my real name.”
She tilted her head, looking at me in confusion. “It’s not Harry?”
“No, that’s my work name. My real name is Damian.”
I worried that she’d feel betrayed or hurt, but she just grinned and said, “In that case, Damian, if you don’t start moving a bit quicker, I’ll have to put my hand on my pu …”
I cut her off by moving quicker than I’d ever moved in my life and burying my face in her beautiful pussy. I used my tongue and my fingers to drive her insane, not wanting her to fall over the edge too quickly. Her hands were tugging my hair as she whimpered and moaned above me.
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I replaced the one finger that I had in her tight pussy with two and sucked her clit as hard as I could, making her detonate immediately. I dragged it out by making the ‘come hither’ motion against the rough patch inside her, and alternating the strength of my sucking on her sensitive bundle of nerves.
Her body was still shaking and trembling when I crawled back up, fit my cock at her entrance and pushed forward.
“Jesus,” it came out as a grunt as I entered the gates of heaven. “So, fucking tight…hot…wet”
With what little patience I had left, I managed to get all of me inside of her without losing it. I knew she’d need a minute to get used to me she was that tight, but it was fucking hard not to pull out and just slam in.
My willpower was broken though when she tightened around me as hard as she could and groaned, “Move, Damian. Please! Fucking move!”
Rearing up onto my knees, I wrapped her legs around my waist as I pulled out and thrust back in hard, moving her up the bed slightly. With her groans of encouragement, I sped up and increased the power of each thrust until we were both close to coming.
I was starting to recite the different areas of a cow and the cuts of meat that you got from them to hold off blowing before her. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I reached down and circled my thumb around her clit. Somehow, she was holding off even though I could feel her pussy spasming around me, so covering her with my body, I held myself up with one hand as I used the other to squeeze her clit between my thumb and forefinger. Her body locked in an arch as she came screaming my name causing me to come with a ferocity that crossed my eyes and rendered me deaf and dumb. It seemed to go on forever and I was starting to panic about the lack of oxygen getting into my lungs when bright flashes started going off behind my eyes.
At some point, my arms gave out and I just caught myself from falling completely on top of her. Putting my face in her neck, I lay still, unable to talk as we panted and went through aftershocks, both setting off more in the other one each time.
The feeling of her soft fingers running up and down my back brought me back to now, and I lifted my head to look at her. I was a bit worried that I’d been too rough with her, but the dazzling smile on her face put that worry to rest.
“That was fucking awesome,” she croaked. “No pun intended.”
Rolling us to the side, I lay holding her in my arms, savoring the feeling and smell of her in my bed. It was one of my rules, I never ever brought a woman home with me; no matter how much the clients offered to pay and begged. This was my space. Tab was different though. I needed her here, she fit here.
With a smile on my face, I fell asleep still holding her as she did the same thing. Now that I had her here, she was staying. Unable to hold back, I woke up twice through the night, taking her each time; cementing my earlier resolve.