Rendezvous at Silver Lining

Divinity's POV: I know what you're thinking(SPICEY INCOMING!!!)

“Hey, Damien!”

I opened my door to find Damien standing there. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around my waist. He picked me up as he walked us further into my apartment. I was surprised at first and then started to laugh. He kicked the door close and placed me back on my feet. I locked the door and turned to him. He was looking around, taking everything in. It clicked that he's never been in my actual apartment before. I walked up beside him and grabbed his hand. He looked down at me, smiled, and held on to my hand tighter. He brought his other hand over to push my glasses up on my face. I wrinkled my nose up at him, then turned my attention to my apartment.

“Welcome to my humble abode. I'm just now realizing you've never been here before… So… whatcha think?”

He gazed around and walked further in bringing me with him. He sat down on the couch and brought me to sit on top of him. My eyes popped, and I held myself up with my hands pushing against his hard chest. He smiled.

“I love it. It's definitely you, and it's super cozy in here. It's peaceful. You really get that at home feeling.”

I smiled, and he kissed my lips.

“I'm glad you feel that way. I try to make it cozy and warm for anyone who comes in. I believe your place should always feel inviting.”

His smile was always bright, but it seemed unusually blinding today.

“What's got you so happy? You always have a beautiful smile, but this is new.”

I moved my hands, etching out his body tryna prove my point. He laughed and hugged me tighter.

“I'm just happy. That's all. I… I feel different. Things lately have been moving in a good direction. Work's been going well. My family feels… bigger, more complete. And then there's you. You make me really happy. I'm just happy.”

I ran my hands through his loosely curled, dirty blonde hair, and like always, it felt as if his clear blue eyes were piercing my soul. My smile fell some when I remembered what I had done with Raphael earlier that day. I don't wanna lose Damien. He's become very important to me. He's not only a guy I'm dating but a really good friend. He's patient and kind. He's hilarious, or I just find him funny, and he supports me in anything I think I want to do or am trying to do. Not to mention, he just does things to my body without trying. The way he looks at me burns me to my core. How he touches me makes me feel fragile but, at the same time, powerful. He allows me control when we have our makeout sessions, so I never feel forced or not in control. For some reason, being able to control such a strong, powerful man like him turns me on. I squirmed on his lap some, and my face felt flushed. I tried to focus but realized Damien was watching me intently. His bright eyes turned dark, and his smile dropped.

“What are you thinking about, Divinity?”

“No- nothing.”

I always shudder when he says my name like that. He leaned closer to my face and kissed my cheek lightly, and moved his hands to rest on my ass instead of my thighs, causing some serious plumbing issues between my legs. He leaned away again and rested his back against the chair, giving me his bedroom eyes.

“Nothing, you say? I know that look. I doubt you even realize you have a look to begin with.”

Fuck! Do I have a look? I tried focusing so we could talk, but he kept giving me those eyes.

“Um, uh, Damien.”

“Hmm?”

Dammit! Even his hums are f*****g sexy. Focus, D. FOCUS!

“I asked you here to talk to you about something. You know how you know about the feelings I have for Raphael?”

I peeked at him from the side and he visibly came back to his senses and sat up and instinctively held me closer and tighter. I smiled shyly at him thinking it was cute that he was already possessive of me.

“Yes, I remember. What about it?”

“Well, he's declared to me today that he wants to date me too. He already knows we're dating right now but he doesn't care. He made that rather plain in my office today.”

I could've sworn I heard a small growl from him and for whatever reason that sound turned me on too. My v****a was gushing at this point, but I refocused.

“What do you mean “he made it plain”.”

I looked down at my hands and fidgeted some.

“Um. Well, he wanted to talk to me about me and him and that he never wanted to hurt me, etc. He told me some things that pissed me the f**k off and I was done with hearing him out. I was walking to my door and he stopped me. I was so overwhelmed with too many emotions that I started crying. Then, then after that… he- he began kissing me and, and other things.”

By the time I got to the end of it, my voice was hardly above a whisper. He placed his finger underneath my chin to make me face him. I had tears gathering in my eyes, afraid that I was gonna lose him. His eyes held nothing tangible for me to identify whether or not he was angry.

“What else did he do, Divinity.”

I shuddered and closed my eyes. My body was heating up hearing him speak to me. His voice held authority yet he was still gentle. He slapped my ass hard and that had me snapping my eyes opening again. He then soothed my ass as my eyes focused back on his.

“Don't make me repeat myself, Songbird.”

“He- h-he f****d me with his fingers and played with my c**t. He grabbed my ass and t**s and was kissing all over me.”

His blues eyes darken some more, if that was even possible. He repositioned himself and me. He picked me up bridal style then laid me across my couch as he positioned himself between my legs. He locked eyes with mine, but the only thing I could focus on was his d**k pressing against me. He began to kiss me. He gave soft pecks to my lips and then moved down to my cheeks and neck. In between kissing he spoke.

“Did you like it?”

I said nothing at first. He glided his hand over my boobs, found a n****e and pinched it causing me to arch and gasp.

“I said, did you like it?”

“Ye-yes.”

“Did you enjoy it?

He pinched my other n****e harder and I let out a sizzle sound and pressed my p***y close to him tryna find some friction for a release.

“Yes!”

He moved his hand down my body and placed it over my thrombin p***y. I spread my legs wider to allow him more access.

“Did he make you c*m?”

I was so focused on waiting for his hand to move that I completely ignored the question and forgot to answer. He moved his hand away and found my n****e again and this time he squeezed and twisted causing me to yell out.

“YES! f**k YES. He made me cum.”

He seemed satisfied by my answer. He stopped and sat up on his knees between my legs, pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. I looked down and saw his c**k bulging through his joggers. I licked my lips. His body really was chiseled to perfection. I wanted to lick every ab, peck, especially his deep “V” that led to the promised land. My eyes shifted back to his and I was met with a smirk. He allowed me to take him in till I was full.

“I'm not mad. The only thing I'm mad about is that I'm not the one to make you c*m first. I've never backed down from a challenge and if he thinks he can challenge me and I’ll back down, he's sorely mistaken. Tell him he can try, but he won't win. You are mine, Divinity. And when I'm done with you, you won't ever forget that. Don't worry, I'm not taking your “V”... yet.”

I was relieved to hear he wasn't angry with what happened, but f**k this man could turn a car’s dead battery on. My relief was quickly overshadowed by pure lust. He pulled on my signature t-shirt and pulled it over my head. I had on a sports bra and some shorts. I tried covering myself with my arms, and he immediately snatched them away from my body and placed them above my head.

“Don't you ever do that again. I want to see all of you.”

He let my arms go and slid his hans down till he had both breasts in his hands. My triple D's were too much to hold even in his giant hands, but he managed. He massaged them and then slowly lifted the sports bra, exposing my already hardened n*****s. He licked his lips and leaned down and took a n****e into his mouth. His hot tongue danced over my sensitive bud, and it had me push my body against his mouth for him to take in more of it. I flung my bra off me and wrapped my hands in his hair as he nibbled and sucked on my t**s. Once he was done, he removed himself from my body and stood, reaching for my hand and bringing me up with him. I looked up at him, and he leaned down and kissed my lips possessively. This kiss blew my mind and had me gasping for air. He had me pressed against his body, and when he let me go to breathe. He slapped my ass hard again. I moaned out as he squeezed the cheek he just slapped. He moved around me and sat back down on the couch. He looked me up and down, and like always, I squirmed under his heated gaze. He made eye contact with my shorts and looked back up at me.

“Take them off.”

I stood still not sure if my body registered what he said or if I was just nervous. I knew I heard him because my p***y was overflowing at this point. It was my mind that was hesitant. He raised a brow.

“Divinity. What did I say before? Don't make me ask again.”

I finally snapped out of it and slowly pulled down my gray shorts leaving my thong on. I know what you're thinking. I thought you said no more thongs? Well, b***h, I didn't know all this was gonna be happening and I said no more thongs at work, but I'm home. Regardless, the b***h is struggling because my p***y wanna pretend like she's one of the four f*****g oceans and s**t. His gaze was intense as he leaned back with his arms wrapped over the back of my couch, watching me. Once I stepped out of my shorts, I quickly tried to wrap my arms around myself and before I could, Damien snatched my ass up so quick. He dropped me over his legs. I was moving trying to stand up.

“What? What are you doing, Damien?”

He held on to my body tightly and then slapped my ass hard again. I moaned out so loud I had to cover my mouth.

“I remember telling you to not cover yourself, right? And you did it anyway, right? That means you need to be punished, Divinity.”

I was about to protest until his hand came down hard on my ass causing it to bounce and jiggle. I jumped and whimpered. He began to soothe my cheeks. He leaned over and whispered in my ear.

“Relax, Divinity.”

His voice was so husky with lust that I gave up hope on saving my thong because she's definitely RIP'ed with that last slap and him calling my name. Damn! I never thought my name would sound so good. He came down again. Ass bounced. I moaned. He soothed and repeated. My juices flowed down my legs and I tried to squeeze my thighs together to keep it from spilling on to him. He then massaged my ass and began playing with my thong. He lifted the top part that laid against my lower back/top of my ass and pulled it up making it brush against my c**t. I moaned and gasped. He did it again and again and again. By the 6th or 7th time, I was so close to cumming I was shaking. He moved the thong to the side. He used one hand to spread a cheek open and used his other hand to glide a finger over my ass crack and down in between the folds of my wet p***y. I trembled at his touch. He then slowly put his finger in me and my juices pushed out making noise as his finger slid further in me.

“f**k, baby. Are you this wet for me?”

He pulled out and then pushed back in making me moan out again, almost a cry.

“You're so tight, Divinity. I bet you wanna c*m now. Don't you?”

He pulled out and pushed back in. He began to pick up rhythm. I was so into being finger f****d by him that all that came out was more moans. The sounds of my p***y was the only other thing fighting with the sounds my mouth was making. I was shaking with the need to c*m. When my moans got to a certain crescendo, he stopped and I whined.

“Not yet, Songbird. The only place you're cumming tonight is in my mouth.”

He slapped my ass once more for good measure. He pulled me up to stand. We got up and walked me to the long section of my couch and laid me down on it close to the edge. He finally slid my thong down my legs and held them up for me to see my handy work. I saluted the strong warrior mentally and thanked her for her hard work because no one could have survived that flood. He smiled.

“I'm taking these with me when I go. Just thought I should let you know.”

At least she'll have a good final resting place. He got on his knees and pushed my legs up to my chest. He swiped over my c**t gently sending a chill down my spine. He licked it again, causing another chill and frustration.

“Please.”

He stopped and looked up at me.

“Please, what?”

This f*****g man wants to get strangled, I see.

“Make me c*m. I-I can't take much more, Damien.

He smirked.

“You want to c*m?”

“Yes!”

“And what's my name?”

“Da-Damien!”

“I couldn't hear you. What is it?”

I looked down at him. I don't know if my gaze was an angry one or a lust filled one but he needed to know I couldn't last much longer.

“Damien. Make. Me. c*m!”

My breath came out ragged and strained. He smiled at me.

“I knew I'd have you screaming my name. Don't ever forget it, Divinity.”

He opened my p***y up for better access to my c**t and let me tell you! Y'all know that Trey Songz song “Dive in”? BA!BY! That's EXACTLY what he did. His tongue flipped and glided across my c**t, making me go wild. He bit and nibbled softly but with the right amount of pressure. It wasn't even a minute later and he had me c*m so hard. My orgasm ripped through me as I moaned so loud.

“f**k. f**k. IMA AB-ABOUT TO CUMMMM!!!! IM CUMMING, DAMIEN!”

I saw stars and black spots as I closed my eyes tightly. Wave after wave kept coming and he kept sucking on my c**t with no remorse. I shook uncontrollably and tried to move away from him but he kept me anchored down with his arms. Tears began to stream down my face as he pushed my legs further up and apart, almost touching my face. He was squatting now. His whole face was planted in my p***y. I felt it when my orgasm was close. My legs started trembling and I sounded frantic.

“Oh god, Damien. Let me go, please. I-I can't. OH GOD! I'm gonna c*m again. AHHH!!”

My voice was cut short from the orgasm that went through me. My body folded in on itself and I fell back hard on the couch. He finally let my legs go and gave me a break to breathe. I curled up into a ball and shivered from the constant after shocks that went through me. He stood above me, proud of his work. He picked me up bridal style again and sat down on the couch with me on his lap. He rubbed my back as I laid in complete bliss against his chest. My breathing was finally able to regulate and I relaxed into his embrace more.

“You ok, Songbird?”

I looked up at him in shock and he smirked at me.

“Are you kidding me? I damn near died and you talking about ‘am I ok?’”

He laughed and I chuckled. He kissed me and I melted against his lips. I adjusted myself on his lap and he groaned. His d**k was pressed hard against me. I looked into his eyes and smiled as I thought ‘pay back bout to be a b***h’. I got off his lap and went to my knees. He sat up and held a hand out to stop me from what I was about to do.

“Hey, hey. You don't have to do that. I'm not tryna push you into anything, ok.”

My smile widened. I got up and kissed him and pushed him back against the couch. I found my way back to the floor.

“I know. That's why I want to do it. Besides, I believe in ‘if you give you recieve’”

He looked down at me with concern in his eyes. I could see he won't relax until he knows I'm being serious. I tugged on the top of the waistband of his joggers and he lifted his body up to allow me to pull his pants and boxers down. His d**k shot right up. I marveled at his size and thickness. His veins protruded out and his head was red as precum ran down his shaft. I licked my lips, ready to take him in, but he stopped me.

“Are you sure?”

I met his gaze above my glasses. I simply smiled and began my retribution.