Damon.
She was shaking and this time around it is not from pain. I hadn’t expected her to touch herself then. Not while I was still learning the shape of her chest beneath my tongue and memorizing the curves that had been bound too long, hidden from the world like a secret meant just for me.
Her back had arched, her hands tangled in my hair and her mouth spilling sounds that were too raw to be anything but truth. But when her fingers slipped down between her thighs when she couldn’t wait for me to get there, I stopped breathing.
I didn't even remember moving. One second I was kissing her belly and the next, I was kneeling between her thighs, watching her writhe on the mattress her body glistening with heat and desperation.
Gods, she was so f*****g beautiful.
Not in the obvious way t
