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 face twitches. His lips part on a release of breath, but his eyes remain closed. I slowly work up to fucking him.
My eyes close at the sensations flowing through me as I ride his hard cock.
The position allows me to angle just right to hit certain spots.
His skin is hot and muscles firm beneath my hands.
Part of me wants him to wake up and take control and the other part wants to keep experimenting and find what feels good for me without him showing me.
I’ve been getting myself off with my fingers for years.
I know what will push me over the edge, but I’ve never been able to get this deep inside me before.
My eyes open to see if he’s still asleep.
I bite my lip. I’m so fucking close it will only take a little push to go over the edge. Just a flick.
Does it count as masturbating if I’m using his cock and my fingers? Technically, he’s right here. What’s the worse that happens? I get off and he punishes me?
I slide my hand down his abs and that V-muscle, keeping my gaze on his face as I reach between my legs.
My clit is wet, hard, and slippery. I rub it in circles as I fuck myself on his cock, hitting an angle that makes me whimper with pleasure.
I tip my head back, feeling the pressure of my orgasm building.
My release washes over me. Trembling, I stop my movements, trying to catch my breath. My clit pulses against my finger and my pussy clutches at his hard cock. I look down at him and meet his darkened blue eyes.
He smirks and grabs my hands before rolling me onto my back.
I gasp at the sudden movement. His hands press mine into the mattress near my head.
When I bring my legs up, he sinks in a little deeper.
I groan at the pleasure humming through me.
He bends down and kisses my neck as he thrusts his cock inside me.
Already sensitive from the first orgasm, I suck in a harsh breath.
“I should have known you’d take advantage of me, little devil,” he whispers in my ear.
I shiver beneath him. My hands held captive by his.
He pushes up to hover over me, holding himself up with one arm, and with his other hand, lifts my wet fingers to his lips.
He sucks on them as he strokes his cock in and out of me.
My breath catches at the longing on his face. The muscles in his arm flex.
“It’s within the rules to use me for your pleasure. I just didn’t think you’d be bold enough to do it while I slept.” He punctuates each word with a snap of his hips against mine. He presses my hand back into the mattress.
“You would have done the same in my position,” I pant, getting closer to another orgasm. Him holding me down makes the fire inside me burn brighter. I’ve always been helpless to him.
He chuckles. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”
I do as he says, and he presses in deeper. A moan escapes me.
“That’s it, little devil. Can you feel the tip of my cock kissing your womb?
I’m going to come so deep inside you, you’re going to have me between your legs all day at school.
When you talk to your boyfriend about his new rules, you’ll drip me into those sweet cotton panties and think of how you rode my cock this morning.
When you’re sitting in class, trying to focus on the lecture, you’ll feel my wetness and remember me thrusting my cock deep inside you, making you come. ”
I meet his cocky eyes, knowing I will. “Will you think of me?”
He groans softly, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.
“This hot, tight cunt trying to strangle every last drop of cum out of me? Fuck, I’m going to be hard all day until I can come home and sink back into you.
Kiss these breasts, fuck your mouth, work that asshole up to take me, Cam, and Hawk.
You want me to bring them home to you, my little cum slut?
Make sure you’re leaking with cum so you can sleep filled up? ”
I tip over the edge, clinging to his hips with my legs as he pounds into me, our bodies colliding.
When he groans, his face twists as his cum floods me.
His forehead drops to mine and we breathe each other in.
I expect him to release me and pull out.
Instead, he lifts my slack body against him, staying buried inside me, and takes me into the bathroom.
He starts the shower and then fucks me against the wall until we both come again while we wait for the water to warm up. He pulls out so we can wash in the shower. Before he gets a chance to pin me and fuck me again, I hurry into my room to get ready for school.
I’m dressed with my hair up when I return to the bathroom to brush my teeth.
Damon chuckles and moves behind me, dressed for school. His lips brush against the nape of my neck. Fuck, that feels good. He pulls my hips back against his and pushes me down to lean against the sink. I meet his eyes in the mirror, already anticipating what he’s about to do.
He flips up the back of my skirt and pulls my panties down. He releases his cock and slides it against my clit. “Make sure to get the back of your teeth too, Evan.”
He draws his hips back until his cock notches at my entrance before he thrusts into me. I gasp in a breath. So fucking deep.
“Don’t mind me. I’ll be done by the time you finish brushing your teeth.” He spreads my ass cheeks.
My face heats as the mirror shows him looking at my asshole and watching his cock slide into my pussy. I’ve never felt like a sex object before. I’m not the kind of actress you hire for bombshell. But the way he looks at me makes me wonder why not?
Because he looks at me like I’m everything he ever wanted. It’s intoxicating. He slides his thumb into his mouth and sucks on it for a moment. Our gazes collide in the mirror. I pause in brushing my teeth, wondering what his plan is.
His grin is wicked as he presses his thumb into my asshole. I gasp.
“Only have two weeks before I can take this asshole.”
I spit out my toothpaste and rinse my mouth with some water, trying to focus when all my attention is being dragged between my legs. To his cock and his thumb driving me out of my mind. “I still get to decide when you fuck my ass for the first time.”
He slides his thumb along the sensitive nerves of my ass and my pussy clenches around his cock. He chuckles. “You want it, Evan. I bet you can come from having your ass fucked.”
He alternates thrusting his thumb in my ass and his cock in my pussy until I’m clenching onto the sink and coming hard around him. I bite back the scream welling inside me. He thrusts in deep and his warm release fills me.
“Fuck.” He pulls his thumb out, but leaves his cock inside me as he leans over me to wash his hands. His body surrounds mine and I press back into him. His blue eyes glint in the mirror as he meets my gaze. “You’re going to make us late, little devil.”
What? “I’m not the one—”
“Who woke me up fucking?” He pulls out and grabs a washcloth to clean his dick before putting it away. His cum runs down my thigh. “You set the tone for the morning.”
I roll my eyes and turn to go to the bathroom. He catches the back of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. My toes curl as my hands grab onto his arms to ground me in reality. Because he’s doing something wicked to my body and my mind is getting the wrong ideas.
When he draws away, he takes a breath. “Need me to help you work up an appetite for breakfast?”
My laugh is husky as I push him away. “I need to clean up. I doubt I’ll have time for breakfast.”
He leaves me, and I hurry to finish getting ready after cleaning up. I don’t have time to hit the kitchen, so I rush to the garage. When I sit behind the wheel, I notice a banana and a couple of egg bites wrapped in aluminum foil on the car seat next to me.
There’s a note on the steering wheel.
Can’t skip breakfast, little devil. -D
The day is normal. No one’s looking at me or even calling me a slut. Maybe no one saw me take off with Hawk at the party. No one knows I lost my virginity to the Devil’s trio this weekend except for the four of us.
Even though it feels like it’s written all over my face.
Mia talks to me in first period about how Liam is acting possessive of her.
And how that’s not her vibe. Everything that’s happened wells inside me like pressure needing to be released, but I can’t tell her I fucked the Devil’s trio.
Instead, I hold it inside and ask if she wouldn’t mind sitting with Abby out in the courtyard for lunch so I can talk to Chase.
She gives me a hug and tells me to give him hell.
Second period, I try to ignore Damon’s grin at his phone as he snapchats the obscene things he wants to do to me from an account called Sex God. I also didn’t know he installed Snapchat on my phone.
My cheeks are burning with the heat his words stir.