Chapter 81 AGAIN.
\~~~DAMIEN.
Her lips parted under mine, soft and yielding, tasting of salt from her tears.
I groaned into the kiss, my body pressing her deeper into the mattress as water dripped from her skin onto the sheets. The cold bath had chilled her, but heat built between us now, slow and insistent. My hands framed her face, thumbs brushing her cheeks, holding her steady as our tongues met in a gentle dance.
Serena's fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, her legs wrapping around my waist. She whimpered against my mouth, the sound raw and needy, but I kept it tender. I broke the kiss only to trail my lips down her jaw, nipping softly at her neck.
“I’ve got you, Ena baby,” I whispered, my voice husky with the restraint I'd almost shattered. Her body arched into me, her nipples grazing my chest through my torn shirt.
I shifted back, sitting up on my knees to peel off the ruined fabric.
Buttons scattered across the floor as I shrugged it away, exposing my chest to her gaze. Her eyes, still hazy from the drug, darkened with want.
She reached for me, palms sliding over my abs, down to my belt. I helped her, unbuckling it slowly, letting her tug the zipper down. My cock sprang free, hard and throbbing, pre-cum beading at the tip. She licked her lips, hand wrapping around my shaft, stroking once, twice, her touch light but electric.
“Please,” she breathed, guiding me closer. But I caught her hand, kissing her knuckles before laying her back down.
I wanted this to be right, even in the haze. My mouth found her breast, lips closing around one red nipple. I sucked gently, tongue flicking the peak, feeling it harden further under my attention. She gasped, fingers digging into my shoulders. I lavished the other nipple the same way, sucking and licking until her breaths came in short pants.
Lower now, my kisses trailed over her stomach, dipping into her navel. Her skin tasted of clean water and faint soap from the bath. I spread her thighs wide, settling between them. Her pussy glistened, swollen and wet, clit peeking out begging for touch. I leaned in, breath hot against her folds, and licked a slow stripe from her entrance to her clit. She bucked, a moan tearing from her throat.
I held her hips steady, tongue delving deeper. I lapped at her pussy, tasting her arousal, sweet and musky. My lips sealed around her clit, sucking softly while my tongue circled it. One finger slid inside her, then two, curling to hit that spot that made her walls clench. She was so tight, so ready, her juices coating my hand as I pumped slowly.
“Damien... oh god,” she moaned, head thrashing on the pillow.
I worked her like that, building the pressure with steady licks and thrusts. Her legs trembled, thighs squeezing my head. When she came, it hit her hard, her back arched off the bed, and a scream ripped from her lungs. “Fuck! Damien!” Her pussy spasmed around my fingers, flooding my mouth with her release. I didn't stop, licking her through it, drawing out every wave until she collapsed, chest heaving.
But she wasn't done. Her eyes opened, glazed but fierce. “More,” she begged, voice hoarse.
“I need more. Your cock... inside me. Please.”
I rose up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. My heart pounded, desire roaring, but I kept it gentle. I positioned myself at her entrance, cock nudging her slick folds. “Are you sure?” I asked, even as I leaned down to kiss her softly.
“Yes. Fuck me. Now.” Her hands pulled at my hips, urging me in.
I pushed forward slowly, inch by inch, her pussy stretching around my thickness. She was so wet, so hot, and gripping me like a vice. When I bottomed out, balls pressed against her ass, we both groaned. I held still, letting her adjust, our foreheads touching. Then I started to move with long, and deep thrusts, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in.
Her nails raked my back, but I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her close. Our bodies pressed tight, chest to chest, her breasts flattening against me. I fucked her like that, hips rolling in a steady rhythm, cock dragging along her walls. She clung to me, legs locked around my waist, meeting every thrust with her own.
It was intimate, our breaths mingling, and sweat slicking our skin. I kissed her neck, her shoulder, murmuring her name like a prayer.
“Serena... you feel so good. So perfect.” Her pussy fluttered around me, pulling me deeper. I angled my hips, hitting her clit with each grind, making her gasp.
Faster now, but still controlled, passion building like a fire. She bit my shoulder, muffling her cries, but I wanted to hear her. “Let it out,” I urged, thrusting harder. She screamed again, the sound echoing off the walls.
“Damien! Yes! Harder!’' Her body shook, climax crashing over her once more. Pussy clenching tight, milking my cock as she came undone, juices soaking us both.
I didn't stop hugging her tighter, and pounding through her orgasm. She begged even as she shattered, “Don't stop... more... fuck, I need it.” Her words fueled me, and I gave her what she craved, driving deep until my own release built.
We rolled over. She's now on the top, but I kept my arms around her waist, pulling her down for a kiss. She rode me, her pussy sliding up and down my cock, breasts bouncing. I thrust up to meet her, hands gripping her ass to guide the pace. Gentle turned fierce in passion, but always connected, always hugging her body to mine.
Her third peak hit suddenly, and she threw her head back, screaming my name loud enough to wake the house. “Damien! I'm cumming... oh fuck!” Waves of pleasure pulsed through her, pussy squeezing me so tight I couldn't hold back. I groaned, hips bucking as I came, cock pulsing, filling her with hot spurts of cum.
We collapsed together, still joined, my arms wrapped around her in a fierce hug.
She trembled in my hold, aftershocks rippling through her. I stroked her back, kissing her damp hair.
“You are everything,’' I whispered, my heart full.
But she lifted her head, her eyes searching mine. “Again,” she murmured, a sly smile despite the exhaustion. The drug lingered, but so did her fire.
I chuckled softly, rolling us so I was on top once more. My cock, still semi-hard inside her, twitched back to life. “As you wish, Moonlight.” I started slowly again, hugging her close, and ready to give her the world.
The night stretched with our bodies entwined in endless passion.
I fucked her gently through the hours, each thrust a promise, and each scream a vow. She came again and again, begging for more, and I gave it all, hugging her tight, and lost in the best fuck of my life.