Chapter 16

Samantha's sweaty body collapsed on the bed. She was still panting. Damon had just finished pleasuring her with his tongue and his fingers. She was tired, yet she was satisfied. Her eyes were already closed. She was ready to rest so that she could somehow regain her strength, but it seemed that Damon had something else in mind.

Damon bent slightly, one of his hands resting on the side of her head while the other gently caressed her cheek.

Samantha opened her eyes as a light kiss touched her lips. Their eyes met. She saw fire in his eyes and knew he wasn't done yet.

Not a word escaped Damon's lips. Instead, he got up again and took both her hands, pulling her into a sitting position. When she was finally sitting on the edge of the bed, his hands moved down to the t-shirt she was wearing. Then he raised both of her hands so he could take off her shirt. After taking off her shirt, he immediately unhooked her bra and removed it, revealing her breasts.

She looked up as Damon looked down, and their eyes met. They looked into each other's eyes briefly before Damon's eyes traveled across her body.

She saw how Damon gulped as he stared at her naked body, specifically at her breasts.

Her face flushed, and she felt her nipples harden, but she couldn't avoid looking at him. Her gaze dropped from his face, and she let her warm stare wander over his body. She was a little surprised to see that Damon's manhood was right in front of her.

He's really big—and long, she thought.

Her eyes went wide and she gulped when she saw his manhood twitch.

She looked up again when she heard him chuckle.

Her forehead furrowed. "What's so funny?" she asked in confusion.

Damon shook his head, then took one of her hands and pulled her forward a little so she would stand up. When she was on her feet, he immediately wrapped both his hands around her waist and pulled her close. Her breasts were pressed to his massive chest, and his manhood was poking her belly. The embarrassment she felt doubled.

Damon kissed her lips, then grinned. "You were looking at my cock as if you were amazed by its size," he said and kissed the bridge of her nose. "Does it exceed your expectations?" he asked.

She just blinked and could not answer.

"Well?" he asked again as if waiting for her to respond.

She sneered at him and averted her gaze. "I did not expect anything," she answered.

Damon then moved his hips in a circular motion, causing his manhood to press into her stomach even more. The strange sensation it produced in her core made her gasp.

She looked back at him with her mouth wide open, but Damon just grinned at her before claiming her lips. If Damon hadn't been kissing her, she probably would have screamed when he slapped one of her butt cheeks with his palm.

She withdrew her lips from his. "What the—" But she couldn't continue what she was about to say because Damon had suddenly picked her up.

She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck as she stared incredulously at him. The smirk was gone from his lips. A serious expression was on his face, and the fire in his eyes from earlier, which she'd thought had disappeared, returned. It was even more intense this time.

He wanted to devour her. He wanted everything that she could offer. That's what she saw in his eyes.

"Wrap your legs around me." He wasn't asking her; he was ordering her.

And, as if hypnotized, she did what Damon told her.

She wrapped her legs around his waist. One of his hands quickly wrapped around her waist as the other dropped to his manhood.

She gasped again when she felt the tip of his cock at her pussy's entrance. Her legs tightened around Damon's waist. She looked up when she heard Damon moan. He started moving, gradually inserting his manhood into her femininity.

When Damon finally entered her, his hands grabbed both of her ass cheeks. His palms gripped her tightly as he started guiding her movements.

"Ahh!" she moaned loudly when Damon moved her until his manhood could fully penetrate her.

It wasn't their first time, but she still wasn't used to his size and length. She could feel her femininity being stretched.

From their position wrapped around Damon's neck, her hands moved to his shoulders and clung there tightly. She felt her nails digging into his skin, and Damon's did the same to her. His nails on both her ass cheeks were so intense that she felt like they would break skin.

Damon guided her movements again, but this time, he raised her body and then quickly lowered it, causing the reach of his manhood to deepen inside her.

So good, she wanted to say, but she quickly bit her lower lip so her thoughts wouldn't be heard.

"Move, Samantha," Damon commanded.

And her body seemed to have a brain of its own, one that always followed Damon's orders.

Obediently, she started moving her body up and down. Her every move made her moan with pleasure.

"Yes. Yes, sweetheart," Damon moaned, still firmly clinging to her ass.

"Fuck!" She was unable to keep herself from cursing every time she lowered herself and Damon's manhood sank deeper inside her pussy.

Her grip on his shoulders tightened. She heard Damon groan, but it only added to the heat that was conquering her entire body.

Her up-and-down movements quickened. She clung to Damon's shoulders as he helped her bounce up and down his cock.

Their position was awkward, but the pleasure it brought was unique.

"Damon…oh, fuck!"

She could feel beads of sweat falling from her forehead down to her neck. Even her breathing had started to quicken as if she was running a race—a race whose prize was heavenly, mind-boggling pleasure.

"Ahh! Shit!" she moaned when Damon bent down slightly and focused his attention on both her breasts.

He sucked, bit, and licked each one of her hard nipples, making her whimper. When he was done with her breasts, he once again claimed her lips in a passionate kiss. She immediately responded.

As the two of them kissed, Samantha felt Damon move. He seemed to be walking while she continued to bounce her body up and down. Then she felt her back press against the cold wall of the room.

Damon withdrew his lips from hers, then removed his manhood from her femininity and quickly lowered her to the ground. Samantha was still gasping when her feet hit the cold floor. But even though her breathing was not back to normal, Damon turned her around so her back was facing him and then grabbed her by her waist. Her palms leaned against the wall to give support to her weakened body. Damon parted her thighs and pulled at her waist.

She already had an idea of ​​what he wanted her to do next, and it made her very excited.

Quick as a snap, he entered his manhood into her womanhood.

Damon wasted no more time. He immediately started moving, clinging tightly to her waist.

"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!" she repeatedly and loudly moaned.

Her palms on the wall were firmly locked as she bent down and closed her eyes. She removed one hand from the wall and instead clung to Damon's hand on her waist.

"Oh, God! Damon…Ohh! Fuck!"

The speed of Damon's thrusts tripled, and he made sure to grind his manhood over every part of her insides, making her whimper in pleasure.

The sound of their slapping bodies was so loud, so erotic, and so sexy. On top of that were Damon's moans, which sounded pleasant to Samantha's ears.

Damon's hand traveled from her hips down to her pussy, and two fingers started playing with her clit.

"Ohh!" She bit her lower lip as the speed of Damon's fingers on her clitoris matched his every thrust, moving even faster and harder.

She finally removed her other hand from the wall and placed it over Damon's hand on her clitoris.

She leaned her body against Damon's as her hands gripped his tightly. With an upturned face, she leaned her head on Damon's shoulder.

Damon bent down slightly, causing their gazes to meet. Each one's heavy breaths hit the other's face. Damon's every move was still loud, forceful, and fast as they stared at each other. She bit her lower lip harder when she felt she was about to climax. Damon pulled his cock out and shoved it back in so hard and so deep. Samantha's mouth opened. Volts of electricity seemed to flow through her every vein each time Damon's manhood hit something inside her.

Damon did it over and over again, hitting that same spot until she came, crying out his name. Damon quickly followed, filling her with his juices.

It was only after Damon seemed to have finally poured all of himself into her that he removed his manhood from her.

He kissed her hard on the lips. "That…was amazing," he said, panting.

She did not answer him and, instead, just turned her head and kissed him.

But as she kissed Damon, she suddenly remembered what he'd said.

We only have two weeks, Samantha. Why don't you listen to your body's desires? Just for two weeks. Let go of everything, Samantha. Just let go

Listen to her body's desires? Could she really do that? Could she when she knew that it would put her body and heart at risk? At risk of deeply falling into lust with Damon. And at risk of slowly falling out of love with Alfred.