Damon felt he could not wait any longer. He simply unbuttoned his belt and pants with one hand and pulled down the fabric enough to free himself from the pressure.
The turquoise eyes were fixed on Arabella, on her hitched breath, on her flushed cheeks, on her expectant lips, on the moisture on her skin.
She was also watching him; his girth, his length. In fact, the reason she was so affected was precisely the man's anatomy.
'I did not remember it being so big'
Thus, Damon leaned over to the side table and grabbed a condom, wasting no time in putting it on.
"You take too long," Arabella complained.
"Relax, baby. You have the whole night."
Slowly, Damon positioned both hands above Arabella's head, on the sheets of the large bed. In that position, he could feel her sighs against his
