DAMIAN’S POV
That was all I needed to hear.
I switched from the slow, teasing grind to a hard, deep thrust, burying myself in her all at once. She cried out, a sound of pure relief and pleasure that vibrated through both of us.
I started to pound into her, setting a fast, punishing rhythm that slammed her against the door with every drive of my hips.
My hand moved from her stomach, my fingers wrapping firmly around the column of her throat, not to hurt, but to feel her pulse hammering against my palm.
I dragged my tongue up the delicate shell of her ear, then closed my lips around the lobe and s*cked (slow and wet and filthy) until she shivered hard against me.
“Louder, baby,” I commanded, my voice a rough whisper against her skin as I s*cked again, harder this time, pulling a little
