His condo unit was smaller than I thought it would be. It was modest even in design and décor – he truly had changed from the extravagant rich kid he used to be. It didn’t feel so awkward to go in and sit down on his living room couch as if I’d been here for years.

“Care for a drink?” he asked me.

I nodded and he took out a bottle of beer from the fridge. Turned out it was one heck of a strong drink too but I needed to get a bit drunk for what I was going to say. I had a lot to reveal and unleash on him and some alcohol could help.

Damon then sat down beside me and asked, “What was it you wanted to tell me? I got something up too.”

I took a big gulp of beer, allowed the alcohol to swirl in my head, and then said, “W-wait, I need to gather my thoughts. What’s yours?”

He wrapped an arm around me, hugged me tighter and said, “It seems pretty serious. Mine can wait, if you want.”

“No, go ahead,” I told him.

“The next NFL season is still months away,” he revealed. “But I have a big game coming up in two weeks. There’s an All-Star special event taking place in London and we’ve been negotiating about it for months. My agent just called and said it’s confirmed – I’m joining the game.”

For a moment I was set to comment on that statement but instead, I turned to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He hugged me tighter and turned to me, shifting my kiss to his lips. He pressed back, kissing me even further until at last he parted my lips and dug his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues lashed and I felt like a sudden heat wave flashed over me, like every inch of my body was on fire.

Damon pushed forward and before I knew what was happening my back was down on the couch and he was on top. His lips continued to devour mine and our tongues danced in lust and ecstasy as his hands roamed over my body. I melted into his touch and squirmed only in pleasure when he found his way underneath my clothes and up to my breast. When he squeezed I gasped so softly but even then the faint whisper of my moan turned him on. My voice only drove him on and he began to massage my tits as our kisses continued to inflame our desires.

“God, you’re still so beautiful,” he whispered softly into my ear before he lashed his tongue out and licked my skin.

The heat and moisture of his licks turned me on further and almost instinctively I spread my legs and he wiggled his way in between them. His other hand reached down and slid down underneath the fabric of my panties. My eyes shut tight and a moan escaped my lips the moment I felt his fingertips grace my already-soaking wet pussy lips.

“D-Damon,” I called out to him in the midst of my cries. “Fuck me. Fuck me!”

“Baby you don’t have to beg twice,” he answered and pulled down on my shorts and panties in one go. As soon as my pussy was free and exposed he dropped everything and made his way down until his tongue found its way between my legs.

“Aah, oh God it’s so good,” I moaned out as Damon began to devour my soft, tight little pussy. He lashed out with his tongue and ravaged the lips of my flesh like a hungry animal. He didn’t stop and continued to dig in like I was his last meal on Earth.

“F-fuck, fuck!” I yelled out when he began to apply pressure and kisses not just against my lips and walls, but also on my clit. Merely rubbing his lips against it sent shockwaves across my body and I shuddered as he pressed on.

My fingers clawed at him, raking through his hair and down his back, but he welcomed my wild enthusiasm and rewarded me with a soft slap on my tits. I growled and smiled back at him, my eyes squinted in pure ecstasy.

Damon undid his pants quicker than I could see and he had his monstrous cock dangling down at me in no time. I grabbed it like an anxious schoolgirl and squeezed tight. Even then, with all my effort, I couldn’t wrap my hand and fingers around the girth of his meat. It was that big.

A quick moment of silence and uncertainty passed between us. In that moment I saw him look into my eyes. Even in that short amount of time, I saw the depth of his affection for me and perhaps some essence of pity. I didn’t know why but it made me feel warmer inside instead of angry and unsure.

“Damon,” I whispered before our dance of lust would continue. “I’ve always loved you.”

“Do you love me still?”

“Fuck me and let’s find out,” I answered vaguely, with the sultriest voice I could muster. That was the kinkiest thing I had ever said in my life and I could only hope that it would lead to the inevitable climax I was hoping for.

Fortunately for me, it did. Damon didn’t waste another breath with words and plunged his cock into my warm and aching pussy. As soon as he thrust in and penetrated through my flesh and walls I felt a surge of pain like nothing before. The shock reverberated through my body, from head to toes, but instead of pushing him away I welcomed him closer. I wanted more and as he gave more I felt the pain wash away and it was replaced with nothing but a mind-numbing ocean of pleasure.

Everything faded into the background – even my conscious mind. There was nothing important at the moment but the way our bodies melded into one. My moans echoed through the walls of his condo and our bodies washed with sweat and cum.

I couldn’t recall how many times I came that day. I just knew that I did and my orgasms further locked my mind away in some faraway place. It was a long while before I came to see our surroundings and it was after a few minutes after that I realized we had taken a nap in his bedroom instead of the couch we began having sex on. When I turned to my side, however, I saw Damon was gone.

At first I panicked and thought he had left me there. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d wake up after having sex with him just to see him gone. Yet a few minutes after I heard clanging in the kitchen and it occurred to me he was making coffee.

I smiled, sat up and waited for him to return.