Hidden Between Us

Chapter 9: A body, not her

“He touched someone else, and realized desire was not the same as devotion"

Mature Content🔞

Damian's Pov

Pleasure rolled through me, but for once, it was edged with something dark. When I looked down at her, the only thing I could think was that Sienna's eyes would've been softer. Her hands would be more tentative. The feel of your mouth would be...

I let out a low curse, gripping her hair more tightly. I could feel the tension between my shoulders loosen a fraction and that only made me angrier. This wasn't how this was supposed to go, and yet my mind seemed hell-bent on proving me. wrong.

I guided her so she could go faster and soon, I felt like I was going to c*m. She gagged, my c**k hitting the back of her throat I groaned as my seeds filled her mouth and she gulped it all.

My fingers unclenched from her hair when I finally let my head fall back against the wall. She's good at this, I would never deny that, but in this moment, the release wasn't enough. My body felt relaxed, the tension in my shoulders finally gone, but my mind was still a goddamn mess, filled with thoughts and images I didn't ask for. And somehow, the voice that spoke next was rougher than usual.

"Get up" I commanded

She got up as I carried her to the guest room cause I don't f**k anyone in my room.

I practically threw her down onto the bed, my gaze roaming over her body like I was trying to find where my own head was at.

"Take off the jacket. Leave the rest"

The order was a rough edge of a command, no space for argument. But I wasn't sure if my annoyance was with her or myself.

When she was finally undressed, all tanned curves and soft skin, the familiar sight didn't erase the images in my head. Vivienne was beautiful kinda perfect in the way she always was and yet... she wasn't her. I had memorized Sienna's body just by looking at her today, I smirked

Pervert

"Lift your hips. Now."

Another order. I could see her eyebrow lifting, but she obeyed me anyway.

I was still wearing the majority of my suit, my shirt loosened at the buttons and my hair was messy from my own hands running through it. I was never anything less than in control, and yet with Vivienne, it wasn't about control, it was just about getting out of my own head, using her to do it. I climbed onto the bed, my knee between her legs, forcing them to open wider beneath me.

"Arms above your head."

She obeyed without hesitation, wrists crossed above her head, dark hair spilling over silk sheets. Familiar territory. Except tonight, my fingers curled around her throat harder than usual, thumb pressing just shy of painful against her pulse.

"You don't make a sound until I say so"

Her lips parted, not to argue, but to remember because Vivienne knew better than to test me when I used 'that' tone.

And yet Sienna's gasp would've been softer, her fingers would've trembled against mine

I leaned down into her space, my head right by her ear, my nose brushing against her skin. I inhaled, familiar scent filling my lungs, but it still wasn't what I wanted.

"No sounds" The order was almost a growl.

I felt Vivienne shiver.

Good

She knew how much I liked her like this, quiet, obedient, willing. But even as I slid down her body, my lips skimming her collarbone, her skin, my mind kept wandering to a different face

I dragged my teeth down her stomach harder than usual. Vivienne's breath hitched, but she stayed silent like I'd ordered.

Good girl

A frustrated growl tore from my throat as I yanked Vivienne's hips up against mine. I fondle her breasts but it wasn't enough as her bra was in the way. I unclasped it. Her skin was flushed and warm as I pulled the bra off, throwing it somewhere in the room and sliding my hand up her back. I felt the smoothness of her spine beneath my palm, felt her shiver at the contact. She was responding to me the way she always did, which should have been enough. But as my mouth dipped lower to her hip, my teeth grazing the bone, my mind just...

Stopped

"You're quiet tonight." Vivienne's voice was slow, lazy, like she was almost amused.

My gaze flicked up to her, fingers still curled around her hip. It was a warning to shut up. And she got the hint, lips pressing into a silent smirk. But I could tell her mind was spinning, trying to figure out why I was in such a mood. It wasn't like me to be distracted, especially during something like this.

"Eyes on me." My voice was a low command. I removed her panties and went to pay attention to her breasts.

My fingers twisted roughly around her n****e, tugging just enough to make her breath catch, though she didn't dare moan, not yet.

My mouth followed, teeth scraping lightly before sucking hard enough to leave a mark. Vivienne arched into it, nails biting into the sheets, but stayed silent like I'd ordered.

I repeated the same torture on her other breast flicking with my tongue before biting down, before trailing my lips lower. Over the dip of her waist, the curve of her hip bone, until finally, finally, my breath hit damp heat.

A cruel smirk curled against her skin before I glanced up at Vivienne through my lashes and growled

"Now you can scream"

The second my tongue dragged through her, Vivienne's back bowed off the bed, a choked cry tearing from her lips. I didn't let up, just licked deeper, slower, savoring the way her thighs trembled when I curled my tongue just right.

But God, it still wasn't

"Da- Damian!" she moaned my name as I sucked sharply on that one spot she loved. Her hips jerked against my mouth helplessly, fingers twisting in the sheets like she was holding on for dear life. And still?

Still all I could think about was how she would sound if it were her beneath me instead.

I dragged my tongue up one last torturously slow stroke before pulling back just enough to murmur against her skin, my voice thick with dark amusement

"You're close already, aren't you? Pathetic"

I didn't wait for an answer. Just slid two fingers into her without warning, pumping, curling them deep as my mouth closed over her c**t again sucking hard enough to make her legs shake. Vivienne gasped like she'd been punched, hips bucking wildly against me as she cried out, not words anymore, just raw, unraveled sounds torn from her throat.

But it still wasn't right

So I added a third finger, stretching her until the breathy moans turned ragged. I pumped faster then withdrew my fingers when I sensed her orgasm was close.

"please" she begged

"Please Dami..." I flipped her over before she could finish the sentence and spanked her ass

I spanked her hard, one palm striking her ass with an echoing sting

"Shut up. You don't get to make demands around here. You don't get to tell me what to do, in or out of bed. Now stay just like that. Can you do that for me, princess? Can you be a good girl and stay just like this?"

I waited a long moment, watching her.

"I asked you a question, baby. Answer me" I spanked her again

She gasped, hands fisting the sheets

"Y-yes..."She breathed

"Yes, I'll be good. I can be good for you"

I ran a hand over the reddening skin, watching my fingers press into the mark.

"Good girl. You remember what happens when you're a bad girl, don't you, love?"

My grip tightened on her hip, pulling her back against me hard enough to make her whimper.

"Then prove it" I growled

A sharp thrust buried my c**k into her in one brutal stroke, dragging a ragged cry from Vivienne's throat as she arched beneath me. Her nails clawed at the sheets but she didn't move, didn't dare. Just took what I gave her like she was made for it.

Her back arched deeper, ass raised perfectly for me as I pistoned into her with punishing strokes. Each snap of my hips forced another choked gasp from her lips, half pleasure, half surrenderbut she stayed still like I'd ordered.

Good girl

"That's it" I snarled, fingers digging bruises into her hips.

"Take every inch like you were f*****g made for it"

But even as Vivienne trembled, even as her moans climbed higher...I still see Sienna.

I gritted my teeth, f*****g into Vivienne harder like if I just went deep enough, fast enough, I could purge the ghost of her from my skin. But with every thrust, all I could imagine was Sienna's thighs trembling around me instead.

"f**k-"

The curse ripped from me as pleasure coiled tight in my gut. Vivienne clenched around me. I could feel her orgasm coming

My fingers circled her c**t hard and fast no mercy, just ruthless pressure until Vivienne's whole body locked up beneath me. A broken scream tore from her throat as she came, soaking my c**k in hot, pulsing waves.

But it wasn't enough.

"Again" I growled against the back of her neck, f*****g into her even deeper, chasing my own release now.

"You don't stop until I do"

And when I finally spilled into her with a raw groan, I imagined your name on my lips instead of hers.

I rolled off Vivienne without a word, chest heaving as the reality of what just happened settled over me like a weight. This wasn't supposed to be complicated.

"Damn. Someone's... distracted"

I coldly toss her a silk robe

"Leave"

Vivienne catches the robe with a smirk, stretching lazily like she knows exactly what's eating at me and finds it hilarious.

"Mmm. Must've been some girl" she muses, trailing a finger down my bare chest as she stands.

"Never seen you lose focus before"

I catch her wrist before she can push further, "The door's that way"

She leaves laughing. I pour myself another drink, this time straight whiskey and stare at the city lights like they owe me answers.