Chapter 8 Eight
Tessa POV
"Keep those pretty legs open, T essy,
" Damien said, and he bit my ear once more. I hadn't
expected it, and a shuddering feeling filled me so I couldn't stop the little moan from my lips.Heck, I actually couldn't obtrude his commands since I felt so hot and bothered that I chose to
throw caution away and grind my ass into his hard erection.
He growled behind me, then cuddled his way between my thighs—his dick big, proud. I felt so
powerful. I loved his response.
My inner temptress came out and wanted to tease him further, so I pushed my ass farther into
him. God, the sensation was maddening—I could feel chills dancing on my skin. My plump lips
parted, needing more sensation. It was like I was high or something. Damien pressed deeper,
until there was nothing between us but our clothes.
He whispered in my ears out of nowhere,
wet for me?"
"T essy, if I run my hands down your pussy would it be
I was spooked and more horny; at this point in time I totally forgot the reason why I was in his
office.
"T ess. T esss, stop biting those succulent lips unless I would be forced to stuff something else in
your mouth,
" I muttered and yea, I knew he was being sarcastic.
"Let's see if you would be able
to bite that,
" Damien continued tauting me.
My heart stopped involuntarily, my mind clamped down. I couldn't think for a few seconds, it was
like I was on autopilot and I meowed like a cat and readjusted my neck to give him more
access.
"Fuck, baby girl… You might want to pick a safeword,
" He chuckled, scraping his teeth on my
neck.
"Hmmmm… Safeword?" I was confused. Is Damien my own Christian Grey.
"Fuck!"
This gets really interesting. What was he going to do to me?
"T esss. T essssy….,
" He tsked.
He layered kisses down my neck as he leaned back and offered to help me choose a safeword.
"T essy… I could help you chose. Since you are behaving shy now. May I remind you that last
time I was ravishing you, there was nothing shy about you. You were moaning and screaming at
the top of your voice baby girl,
"
"You could go easy and just pick red, so you do not forget,
" He suggested while peppering
kisses from my neck to my shoulder."Yes,
" I nodded. After giving him the go ahead it was like a dam was open. He came on more
ravenously and tried to cup my pussy while I was still clothed. Shortly, he tried to tear my skirt.
Immediately, I screamed for him to stop. I remembered what had happened at his place where
he tore my gown and that was what spurred me to action of stealing his dress.
"Stopppp… Dont tear it,
" I screamed
"Okay baby.,
"I responded before taking his precious time to hike my skirt up, to reveal my
undearwear.
His middle finger moved toward my pussy lips. The heel of his hand grinding into my clit forced
out another sexual moan from my lips.
"Bloody… Hell…,
" He groaned.
That feeling came hard upon me when it came at all, and my knees nearly buckled. My
breathing turned into deep gasps as my mind made the decision to place my head on his
shoulder. With my clothes still on, his fingers massaged my clit, rolling my eyes into the back of
my head.
When his fingers were inside my pants to one side and his fingers found my clit, I grinded my
teeth.
"Oh… Fuck T essy… You are soaking… So fucking wet,
" He moaned, turning me to face him
and my back hitting the wall.
"Good girl.
" He stated.
"You will be a good little slut for daddy right?" His dirty talk was making me more horny. The
more he spoke the more my pussy gushed out more pussy juice and I was drenched just from
his dirty talks and the flicking of his hands on my clit.
While I moaned,
"hmmm" to the flick of his hands on my clit, his hands on my neck tightened a
bit more and restricted blood flow from my brain, which got me more high, and I lost control of
myself to the pleasure he was giving me. I screamed, and my eyes opened instantly the
moment his legs got in between to split open and his hands spanked my clit firmly. The
entwining of pleasure and pain got me screaming,
"Arrhhhh"
. It was then that I knew I liked pain
during pleasure also. His hands slid past my clit, locating my hole, where he scratched me. I
glanced downwards to find his face downwards. He was completely focused on what he was
doing with his big, muscled, tattooed arm, and that made him even more delectable.
Before long, his finger was inside me, way deep. I gasped and tensed up from the sudden
invasion. But it seemed Damien was not going to stop there. He added the other thick fingerbefore I got accustomed to the first. I was full. I was fast getting overwhelmed by my senses. I
choked on the air as I moved my hips toward the direction of his fingers.
My pussy juice ran down my legs. He spanked me again and simultaneously he bit my plump
lips and licked it while he stroked, pinched and flicked my pussy. I should have been grossed
out or tried to take more control of the situation, at least be appalled but instead I got wetter and
hornier.
He slid his hand over my back before finding my hair in his fist. He yanked my hair back, making
me gaze at him.
"Oh. my. God" I whispered.
"Baby call my name… Don't give my credit to God"
, He mocked.
He kept sliding his fingers in and out of me. He pushed my underwear down my legs, stretching
it around my ankles and heels.
He suddenly withdrew his fingers from my pussy and he licked his fingers. He kissed me on my
bottom lips and he shifted a bit, creating space between us.
"I wouldn't want you to claim I
forced myself on you" he said while he left me there, disorganized and famished .