CHERYL POV
For as I closed my eyes, images of Damien looming over me with that dark heated glare flashed through my mind and my eyes snapped open.
I let out an agonized groan as a slow, delicious heat licked across my flesh and dumped into my p***y. God, I was f****d.
I inhaled shakily, my chest heaving along with the movement. Tentatively, I lifted my hand and slipped it past the waistband of my PJ pants.
The moment my finger came in contact with my engorged c******s. I exploded into a writhing, moaning mess.
I was already so sensitive and aroused that one slightest touch could bring me over the edge. And I wasn't ready for that yet.
I clamped my mouth shut and squeezed my eyes shut. I then spent the next few minutes playing with my c**t and trying so hard not to c*m.
