God, if he wasn’t careful, he could embarrass himself right then and there. Gritting his teeth, he bent his head to kiss her slender neck as his hands moved down to her bra. Pulling the cups down, he cradled her soft breasts, his thumbs easily teasing her nipples to hardness. Moving lower still, he trailed kissed down between them, before taking a hardened bud into his mouth.
“Ah!” Her fingers dug into his scalp as her body arched toward him. He took the nipple deeper, sucking it in and teasing it with his tongue as he unsnapped her bra and tossed it aside. Trailing a hand down her body, he placed it on her stomach, pressing her down on the mattress. The way her hips were rubbing against his was too much. He wanted to last longer, savor her, and watch her come.
In one motion, he flipped her over so she was on top of him. Fuck, she was gorgeous, especially in the moonlight. Her breasts were thrust up, the small waist dipping into her hips. He reached between them where she was pressed down on his stomach, only a scrap of lace between them. Yanking the delicate fabric aside, he touched her slick lips, groaning inwardly at how ready she was.
“Damon,” she panted as she rocked her hips against his fingers.
“That’s it sweetheart,” he urged, gently coaxing her onto her knees. He ripped her panties off, exposing the neat little triangle of dark blonde hair to his gaze and then slid a finger inside her. Fuck, she was so hot, rocking against his hand, fucking herself on his fingers. “Go on … Come for me.”
She moaned and moved her hips faster, harder. He slipped another finger inside her, going deeper, trying not to think about how tight she was as he might explode just thinking of being in there.
“Ngghhh!” Her body thrashed as she squeezed him tight, his fingers flooding with her juices. She collapsed on top of him, but he held her back.
“Not done yet, sweetheart.”
Grabbing the cheeks of her ass, he hauled her up higher, until her legs straddled his head.
“Damon? What are you—oh!”
Bringing her down, he mouthed her slick, hot pussy. Dear God, she tasted sweet, like icing on a birthday cake with just a pinch of salt. He licked at her eagerly, exploring her, tickling her, teasing her until she was once again shaking with pleasure.
“I want to watch you on top,” he said. “But I might not last too long.”
She rolled over beside him. “Then you take charge,” she said. “Take me, Damon.”
With a soft growl, he covered her body with his. He grabbed at her wrists, pinning them over her head with one hand. She shivered, her mouth parting and her pupils dilating with arousal. Settling himself between her legs, he parted them, nudging at her entrance.
Sweat beaded on his temple as he pushed in, slowly. She let out a sharp cry, so he slowed down, allowing her to adjust to his size. When her body relaxed, he moved in again, his jaw in pain from gnashing his teeth together too hard.
She sighed when he stopped. “Are you all the way in?”
He shook his head.
“Dear God.” She threw her head back. “What have I—oh!”
He pushed forward. “Now I’m in,” he said, grinning at her. “Hold on, sweetheart.”
“Oh my—oh!” She cried out when he suddenly pulled back and thrust back inside. Holding her tight, he moved in and out of her, enjoying the feel of her tightness squeezing with each pump. She was close to coming again, he could tell.
“Yes, oh God, yes!”
He moved faster, rutting into her as hard as he could. Her breath was coming in short, fast spurts, so he held her until she exploded, shaking all over as her hips undulated against his. He slowed his pace, easing her down until she was all limp.
“Not yet, sweetheart,” he said, kissing her ear. “I need more.”
Flipping her onto her stomach, he hauled her ass up and onto her knees, her elbows bracing her front on the bed. Bending down, he licked at her. “You taste so sweet. Like sugar.” It was intoxicating; he could feast on her the whole day, but his cock was aching to be inside her again.
She gasped, then let out a cry when he thrust into her. He grabbed onto her hips, digging his fingers into the soft flesh as he fucked into her. His cock pistoned in and out, until she was making those sexy little pants that signaled her orgasm.
Pulling her up, he held her against his body, his front to her back, his cock going deeper inside her. His hand moved between her legs and plucked at her clit, sending her over the edge. He plowed into her; his control razor-thin. He wanted this feeling to last, but he’d been waiting for this forever. With a low, animalistic growl, he let go, coming deep inside her in the most intense orgasm he’d ever felt.
Her body went limp, and he let go for a moment so she could crash on the bed as he gathered his wits. Not that he had any left. His mind was completely and utterly shot. And he loved every second of it.
When he regained control of his body, he lay down next to her. He tried to grasp words, things he could say to her, but his mouth wouldn’t cooperate.
Finally, she broke the silence. “I think you remembered more than the basics.”
He burst out laughing, then cuddled her against him. “Are you … good?”
“Better than good.” She nuzzled against his chest. “And see, you didn’t lose control. You didn’t hurt me.”
“I’ll be damned.” He was flabbergasted. Even now, there was only silence from his animal. Sure, he could feel its presence, like it was slumbering. But it didn’t try to fight him or even interfere.
Her fingers traced circles on his pecs. “Maybe you just needed to get back in the saddle.”
He snatched
