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I wrap around him as it becomes almost too much. I whimper, “Damon.”

“Don’t worry. I’ve got you.” He reaches up to the headboard and begins to fuck me harder.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan as he touches me so deep inside the fire spreads like ripples on a pond, spiraling out farther and farther until my entire being burns.

He captures my mouth as I cry out the release that drags me under. He drives in hard and shudders over me as he comes.

I’m still trying to catch my breath when he rolls us onto our sides with his cock still hard inside me. I expected sex to be good with them, but nothing like this. His hand brushes my damp hair away from my temple. My eyes open to meet his. Our foreheads nearly touch as we both breathe heavily.

“Did I make up for last night?” He leans in and brushes his lips against mine.

I drag my finger across his chest and lift my gaze to his. “Why would you have to make up for last night?”

“This would have been a better first time.” He slides his hand down to cup my breast and tease my nipple. My body trembles with the anticipation of more.

“I liked the way it happened. Maybe it wouldn’t have been quite as painful.”

He makes a scoffing noise.

“Okay, a lot less painful, but I chose that moment.” I brush his hair back away from his face. “I didn’t know who would catch me. Or who would take my first time. Honestly, I was hoping for one of thoseI didn’t even feel itfirst times.”

He chuckles and rolls me on top of him. His cock slides in deeper, and I release a little moan.

He sits up and wraps my legs around his waist before he stands with his cock still buried in my pussy. His dick twitches. That felt weird and arousing at the same time.

“Shower and sleep. I’m not planning on leaving this pussy tonight.”

I squeeze around him.

He groans. “For that, I’m fucking you in the shower.”

Threaten me with a good time. I giggle and he looks down at me with a cocky smile as he turns on the shower.

“Don’t test me, little devil. I’m an athlete. I can go all night.” He steps us into the warm water to rinse off the sweat.

Then he backs me against the wall and pins me there while he fucks me. I’m too sensitive and tumble into orgasm quickly. He fucks me until I feel him come inside me again. Only then does he lift me off him and actually let us wash each other.

After rinsing and drying off, he chases me into his bedroom and tosses me onto the bed. I feel lighter than I have in years. Giddy in a way that is contrary to anything I thought I’d feel with Damon.

He comes down after me and kisses me before thrusting inside me deep again. I moan at the stretch of him inside me. Herolls us so I’m draped over him with my legs on either side and his cock buried deep. It’s a new and odd feeling.

“I’m never going to fall asleep like this,” I murmur. It seems impossible. Every twitch of his cock sets me on fire.

He strokes his hand down my back. “Yes, you will, little devil. And I’ll fuck you when I need to during the night.”

Chapter 12

EvanAnn

I wake up, sticky and hot on top of Damon, our skin practically fused together. My hips are rolling against his and his cock is hard inside me. I’m aroused and restless. Normally, I would slip my hand down my stomach, over my clit, and make myself come.

I press up with my hands on his chest and look down at his sleeping face. He’s out. I begin to lift off him, but the slide of his cock inside me makes me gasp with need. Tingles chase through my blood. Watching his face for signs he’s waking, I lower back down and my insides shimmer.

He wants to fuck me when I sleep. I should be able to do the same, right? Besides, I’m supposed to use them if I want to get off. My fingers curl into the hard muscles of his chest. It’s only fair.

My hips roll of their own accord against him. My body craving friction. Without the distraction of his eyes, I can take in his body more. He has a really great body—all hard muscles, clean lines. He’s beautiful.

I rise up and lower onto him, biting back the moan of pleasure. I readjust for more leverage with my thighs. His facetwitches. His lips part on a release of breath, but his eyes remain closed. I slowly work up to fucking him.