Chapter 52
CINDY’S POV
“Ohhh… fuck!” A soft, shaky moan rolled from my lips, the lick making my core ache with oversensitivity.
He slurped at my pussy, loud and wet, his tongue diving into my folds and sucking up every drop of my juices.
“You taste so fucking sweet, babe.”
His hands gripped my ass cheeks, spreading me open wider as he ate me out raw.
His tongue fucked deep inside me, then flicked my clit with quick, teasing strokes.
“Yes, baby, lick me!” I cried out, pushing back against his face.
The sounds he made—low groans and wet slurps—made it all dirtier, hotter.
My hands fogged the glass, my knees buckling as a fresh, urgent heat built inside me.
Just then, an unexpected rain started pounding down outside—sudden and heavy, drops splattering the window as if the universe itself had decided to give its blessing.
Thunder rumbled low, the storm mirroring the one raging inside me.
Damian rose slowly, his cock pressing against my slick entrance.
“Fucking perfect,” he growled, nipping my shoulder, his body caging me against the glass. “Gonna fuck you through this rain, darlin’… make you mine while the sky cries.”
He slid in from behind, slow at first, inch by inch, stretching me full again.
“Fuck, you’re so big!” I gasped, my nails scraping the glass, my voice trembling with awe.
I arched back to take him deeper, the cold glass on my tits clashing with the heat of his skin.
He started thrusting, his hands roaming my body softly like he was cherishing me.
But then he picked up the pace, pounding harder, the rain streaking down the window in time with his rhythm.
“Feel that, baby? Feel my cock filling this tight cunt?” he whispered, dirty in my ear.
I nodded, panting. “You’re driving me crazy!”
“That’s the goal, darlin’.”
One hand slid around to rub my clit, the other gripping my hip possessively.
“You’re so wet for me… tell me you’re mine, Cindy. Say it while I claim this sweet pussy.”
“I’m yours, Damian… fuck, all yours,” I gasped, pushing back to meet his thrusts, the sensual slide of him inside me mixing with the raw, primal heat.
His moans were hot against my neck, his dirty words filling my ears.
“That’s it, darlin’, scream for me—let the whole city hear you.”
The romance wrapped around the dirtiness made my heart swell.
No man had ever fucked me like this.
It was truly unforgettable.
“Cum with me, baby. Now,” he commanded, his fingers working my clit faster and his thrusts turning frantic.
We exploded together.
My pussy clenched tight and fluttered wildly around his throbbing cock as he spilled hot and deep inside me, filling me to the brim.
“Ohhh, yes, Damian!” I screamed, my voice breaking as waves of pleasure tore through me.
“Yes, baby! Take my fucking load!” he roared at the same time, his husky moan blending with mine, our voices a raw, desperate chorus against the pounding rain.
Our bodies shook together, locked in that perfect, shattering moment.
My walls milked every last drop from him as his hips jerked, pumping me full. Warmth flooded me, his cum mixing with my own wetness, slick and messy.
Some of it slipped down my thighs in slow, hot trickles that made me shiver.
The world went still for a heartbeat, leaving just us, panting, trembling as the rain drummed softly on the window like it was holding its breath too.
He pulled out gently and turned me to face him, his eyes soft and full of that joy from before.
The rain blurred the city lights behind him, but nothing could dim the way he looked at me.
He pressed himself closer, his sweaty chest heaving against my breasts, pinning me gently to the glass.
His lips found my shoulder, kissing soft and slow, trailing up my neck with tender, open-mouthed kisses that felt like worship.
“Thank you, baby,” he whispered, his voice a sexy drawl that made my heart skip.
His hands roamed my sides, caressing my hips and waist like he couldn’t stop touching me.
“Fuck, I love you, Cindy… so damn much.”
I sighed, a soft “Mmm, I love you too” slipping out as I melted into him, my fingers threading through his wet hair.
His kisses moved to my jaw, then finally found my lips—slow and deep, full of that sweet, sensual heat that made my chest ache with how perfect our first time was.
It was raw, dirty, and yet so full of love it made me want to cry.