You Feel So Good🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️

You Feel So Good🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️
CHAPTER 65

He left me aching and wanting, and a whine escaped my lips as I stared at him in horror and disbelief. "No, you're not."

His eyes didn't leave mine as he got off the bed fully, standing just at the foot of it. His jaw was clenched, his eyes roaming over my body.

"Don't torture yourself," I said, "I'm certain the sex would be just as wonderful on our wedding night as it would now."

He didn't move. And I was beginning to get frustrated and impatient. I was throbbing so bad, my pussy wet but left cold. I shook my head, and reached bedside me to grab the sheets...

"Hands on the headboard."

I froze. And my eyes widened. His heated eyes stared between my legs as he hooked his fingers through his, and then rid himself of every clothing blocking my view of his cock.

I didn't wait to be told twice. I moved backwards towards the headboard, and then raised my hands above my head to rest on the it. I could take a guess on what he was planning, but I relished in the anticipation running through my veins

Damon grabbed a hold of his cock, as he looked at me, his eyes dark and filled with want. I watched his movement eagerly, with hunger-- as his tip leaked with pre cum. I wanted to get off this bed right now, and crawl to him. I wanted to slid my hands up his rigid thigh and lick off every drop of cum on his dick. I want to take him inside my mouth.

But I tried to exercise a little bit of patience.

The more I stared, the more my breathing became labored. The more my pussy ached with want. The more I could feel my walls breathing, waiting to take him, to have him fill me deep. And he wasn't even touching me. Yet.

As if he knew the effect he was having on me, he began to stroke his cock,. Slowly. From the base to the hilt. "Spread your legs wider," he ordered, my entire body buzzing with need.

And I did. Eagerly. One leg before the other, my gaze never faltering, even as my fingers found their way in the middle.

"No touching."

My fingers paused reluctantly, and my pussy clenched.

"Please, Damon." I couldn't help it. I might go crazy if he doesn't stop with the teasing.

His eyes darkened as his blue eyes locked on the spot that ached for him the most. He let out a low sound from the back of his throat, making a shiver run down my spine.

I stared back down at his huge cock, and my breath literally hitched. He wasn't stroking anymore, and it was pointed directly towards me. Excitement coursed through my belly, and my licked my lower lip instinctively as I imagined him already inside me. I can't wait to feel him in me.

"Fuck!" Damon hissed, and then he was joining me back on the bed. His eyes on me. He leaned above me, and tied my hands to the headboard. "Is that okay?"

"Yes." I nodded.

Then he leaned back down on me. His hands roaming down my sides, his tip brushing me folds, teasing me again. A moan spilled out, my body shuddering as I arched my back.

It felt so good.

"Did you really think I would be able to not fuck you tonight?" He panted above me, the head of his cock caressing between the pussy lips.

"I..." I couldn't get any words out. All I could feel was him. The anticipation was killing me. My pussy was throbbing so painfully as he kept rubbing his dick up and down my folds.

I didn't realize my eyes were shut tight, until he grabbed my chin. "Open."

I forced them open. I watched his lips part like he was about to say something, but then, his mouth met mine. Devouring. His tongue delving in with so much eagerness. And I kissed him back with as much desire. He was starving me, but as much as I hate it, as much as I want to touch him right now, I loved the thrill.

The kiss grew more heated, and tongues devoured each other's. I opened my legs wider to accommodate him, just as his tip pushed between my folds.

"You're mine," he tore his lips from mine as he growled lowly.

"Yours." I moaned, "Only yours."

And then his cock began to slide inside me inch by pleasurable inch. My breath caught as he filled me, his length and girth stretching my walls. His hand was on my jaw, as he stared at me intently. It wasn't the first time we'd had sex, but I was holding my breath with each stretch.

Damon pushed in slow, and deliberate, as if he needed to make sure every single inch of him entered me. As if he was savoring the feeling of being inside me. "You always feel so good," he moaned, as he pushed in deeper.

I was filled with gasps, steadying my breathing as I willed my walls to stretch for him. I could tell he wasn't all the way in yet. "Damon," I breathed out, moaning as the head of his cock brushed a tender spot, "More please," I begged, housing my hips forward, desperately aching for him to fill me to the hilt.

He groaned, and his head fell to the crook of my neck, his mouth parting to suckle on the skin there. His fingers dug into my hip, gliding down to the curve under my knees where he hiked them up. Without warning, he snapped his hips forward.

I yelped, my back arching off the bed, nails scraping down his back and my pussy clamping around his pulsing cock.

"You have no idea how much I've missed you," he groaned, his teeth nipping at my skin...I was certain he was leaving marks.

"...how much I've missed being inside you..." His words made my body shiver, and I could barely restrain myself from moaning lewdly.

"...how much I've craved for your touch..." His breathing was rough on my neck, his hold firm as if he wanted to make sure I didn't move. Not like I could, since I was technically bound, and his weight was on me.

My walls gripped and clenched on his dick, as I thrusted my hips forward.

"Can you feel me inside you?" Damon grunted, his teeth scrap
ing across my skin. I nodded, moaning as I locked my legs around his waist.