6 - You can take it
Damon
I had said the filthiest words to her the entire night. Words that were humiliating, degrading with praise, but she blushed at a small peck on her nose. Her breath wavered when I kissed her.
She was strange. Heck, I felt strange too. I wanted to keep kissing her and see if I could make her blush anywhere else.
So I did just that. Ignoring all the warning signs warring in my brain, I leaned down and captured her pouty lips, licking the plump part before pressing my teeth into it. I swallowed her groan and slid my tip inside her sopping p***y.
She whimpered when I pulled away and rubbed her sensitive c**t. “Shh, you can take it, kitten,” I whispered, slowly inching inside. “Relax for me—that’s it. There we go.”
Her eyes were wide, gleaming with desire, an
