Chapter Thirty-Two
Damon
Warm sunshine lights up the room, dragging me out of a deep sleep.
Disoriented, the silky blue sheets confuse me until the memory of yesterday’s emotional roller coaster returns.
Ugh, not ready to deal with all that yet.
I ignore it all in favor of watching Joslyn sleep.
She looks so peaceful. Her gorgeous face is soft and relaxed despite all the recent stress.
Her fiery curls are spread across the pillow, a beautiful contrast to her ivory skin.
Waking up next to her is my new favorite thing.
I can’t get enough of the softness of her body, warm from sleep, wrapped up in mine.
Being here with her feels like coming home.
I bury my face in her hair, her sweet signature scent giving my morning wood another reason to perk up.
Part of me still struggles to believe this is real.
I don’t deserve her, but I’m keeping her now that I’ve got her.
I don’t want to wake her, but I can’t stop touching her.
My hands need to be exploring her body, and every touch of her silky skin makes me harder.
I press my lips to her cheek, then gently skate them down her skin to my favorite spot at the crook of her neck.
I give her a tender kiss, enjoying her body’s response.
Her nipples tighten into nubs, and she murmurs in her sleep.
I trace my thumb across her tight peaks before cupping a breast. Her deep moan is my reward.
The sexy sounds she’s making go straight to my dick.
I’m hard as stone, but my pleasure isn’t where I’m headed this morning.
I’m going to tease my beautiful lady until she’s coming on my fingers first, then my tongue, and finally my cock.
I’m going to take my time since I didn’t get that chance the other night in the gym.
“Mmm, Damon,” she mutters, her voice low and husky. “So good.”
“Morning, beautiful lady.” I breathe into the shell of her ear.
She shivers but scoots closer to me, shapely ass pressing against my hard length.
“Something you need, baby?” I murmur, as I continue to caress her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples gently. I’ve noticed how much she likes it, and I’m more than happy to oblige.
“More,” she purrs, stretching languidly.
I groan into her neck, giving her a nip.
“I’m going to run my tongue over every inch of this gorgeous body.” I lap at her neck to soothe the mark from my teeth.
“Mmm, yes, please.” She rolls over to her back, pulling my head up and bringing her lips to mine. Tongues tangling until we’re panting and desperate, desire riding us hard, I pull away from her kiss because I need more.
“I need to taste you.”
“You don’t have to-”
“Oh, baby, I don’t have to. I need to. There’s nothing I want more than my mouth on that pretty pussy.”
Her breathy consent is all it takes for me to blaze a trail of kisses down her chest and across her stomach.
I take my time, my lips exploring her body, reveling in the feel of her velvety skin.
I’m drowning in her scent as I make my way across her stomach to the curve of her hips.
The sweet sounds of her pleasure urging me on.
She’s so responsive, so vocal with her passion.
It’s so fucking arousing. I have to draw away from her so I can spread her legs. Her disgruntled gasp makes me grin.
“Oh, baby, that pussy is just begging for my tongue.”
I take in the intoxicating view. I’m never not going to want to look her like this, no matter how many times I see her.
She’s perfect, dusky rose pussy lips glistening with her arousal.
I give her a wicked smile, her hooded eyes darken with desire as she watches me intently.
I run my finger through her wetness and glide it up around her clit, circling but not touching.
Not yet. She sucks in a breathy gasp. I bring my finger to my lips and suck it, her sweet and tangy flavor bursting over my tongue.
Her eyes widen, and she gives a whispered, “Oh my God, that’s so hot.”
I grin before diving between her legs like a starving man, gripping her ass and pulling her to my mouth.
My tongue follows the same path over and over until her legs shake with frustrated desire.
I’m nowhere near done, so I do one last circle around her clit before I move my mouth to her cunt.
I rim her entrance, loving the noises she’s making before I stiffen my tongue and thrust inside her.
“Damon… God!” she shouts, as her hips jerk. I have to take one hand off that gorgeous ass to hold her down so I can continue to fuck her with my tongue.
“Oh, no, baby, I’m not done yet,” I murmur, before going back to thrusting my tongue into her heat. She tastes so damn sweet. I could live between these sexy thighs.
I lick and suck until she’s moaning incoherently and squirming in my grasp, needy noises spurring me on. My index finger rubs through her wetness so I can slick it up before slowly pushing inside her. I flick my tongue against her clit. Her answering moan is low and loud.
“That’s it. I love how needy you are for me. Gonna make you come all over my tongue.”
“Yes! Oh God!” she begs.
Jesus, that goes straight to my cock, and I’m so hard it hurts, but I’m not about to come before I get inside that tight wet pussy.
I flatten my tongue against her clit and curve my fingers, searching for the rough spot inside her that will take her over the edge.
I can feel that she’s close as she flutters and contracts around my fingers.
I crook my finger, stroking against that perfect spot while my tongue continues to caress her clit.
All too soon, her whole body shakes, and she’s screaming my name as she comes all over my tongue. I stroke and lick her through her climax. Not gonna lie, I’m a little smug, but I’m keeping that to myself.
Body flushed and languid, her lazy smile lighting up her whole face, she reaches for me. I move up her body softly, kissing and caressing her. I want her to feel everything, in all the ways she never has before.
I hate that she hasn’t been treated well in the past, but damn, it’s so fucking hot to be the one to show her how amazing sex can be with the right person. How incredible we could be together. I roll onto my back, taking her with me. I want to see her ride me. I want her to have control.
“Need you inside me, Damon. Now!” Without waiting, she climbs on my lap and sheathes herself on my dick, taking me to the hilt in one swift movement. It takes my breath away. She groans and smirks at me.
“Fuuuck,” is all I can get out when I finally start to breathe again. She’s so warm and tight, stretched around my cock.
I’m never going to get enough of this woman.
I don’t even have time to think before she’s moving her hips, rocking up and down. My fingers grip her waist, and I thrust deeper, pistoning my hips to match her slow and sensual rhythm. Our eyes collide, and every unspoken word adds intensity to the movement of our bodies against each other.
“That’s it, baby. Take what you need. Come all over my cock.”
Fuck. She’s killing me.
I watch her face flush as she gets close. Head thrown back, her gorgeous russet hair flowing down her back, plump breasts on display as they bounce with each thrust. She looks like a goddamn goddess. I love that she’s owning every moment of this. So fucking hot.
Her eyes widen as her pussy flutters, then she squeezes me tight, and as much as I want to, I can’t hold back anymore.
My balls tighten, and I feel that familiar fire along my spine before I let go, bellowing as I come harder than I ever have before.
Her pussy grips me tightly, choking my cock with the force of her climax.
I keep thrusting until I wring every drop of pleasure possible out of each of us before we collapse against each other, gasping for breath.
“Jesus, Damon, that was incredible.” She looks at me in wonder, her skin flushed and glowing, limbs still trembling. Her lips are plump and pink from our kisses. She looks beautiful, and I can’t help but feel a sense of pride. Smug in the knowledge that I’m the reason she’s looking wrecked.
“You’re a fucking goddess when you come undone,” I murmur, as I kiss her temple, pulling her into the circle of my arms. There’s no way I can ever let this woman go.
I’m never going to get enough of her. Pulling her against me, I tighten my arms around her as she lays her head on my chest. We fit together so perfectly, and I want to stay like this forever.
We lay like this for a while, each lost in our thoughts, content with simply cuddling together.
For some reason, my mind floats back to my rookie fantasies. God, my younger self had no fucking idea how phenomenal it would be just to hold her like this.
“You were the star of every fantasy of mine back when I was a rookie,” I confess. I’m unsure why I feel the need to share this, but I do. I decide to save that self-examination for later.
“Oh really? I’m not anymore?” she teases, her lush lips, swollen from our kisses, pouting playfully.
“Oh, you most definitely are, but the reality by far exceeds any fantasy I’ve ever had, beautiful.”
She huffs in disbelief. “I find that hard to believe, “ she jokes, and I see the genuine doubt behind it.
I pull her up so we’re face-to-face and gently grip her chin. I want her to look into my eyes, but she turns her face away, burying herself in my arm. I tell her anyway because I have to.
“Joslyn, no rookie fantasy could ever live up to the reality of you in the flesh. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman, in a partner.
Everything about you is perfect—your body, your mind, and that beautiful heart.
You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, and I want you to understand that, Jos.
I need you to see the smart, gorgeous, and talented woman that I see. ”
Her head comes up, and I see the lingering doubt in those soft gray eyes.
I hold her gaze, heart in my eyes, because I don’t just want her to hear my words.
I want her to feel them in her soul. She squirms, trying to look away again, but I stroke her cheek and wait her out.
I can be patient when it’s important. It feels like an hour, but it’s only a few minutes before she gives in.
I can tell she’s nervous by the way she chews the side of her lip.
I love that, as strong as she is, she’s able to be vulnerable and soft with me. I know that’s hard for her, and that I get to be her safe space is beyond satisfying. I want her to see that she can trust me.
“I’ve got you, baby. I see you.”
Her eyes are wide and watery with unshed tears, but she doesn’t look away this time. She lets her tears flow silently down her cheeks. I put everything I feel into my eyes, like I can imprint myself onto her heart. Like I can will her to see herself as I see her.
When the tears stop, she burrows into my arms with a contented sigh.
I keep her close until her even breathing tells me she’s asleep.
I gently tuck her in, kissing her forehead before I reluctantly head for the shower, consoling myself with the thought that this is only the beginning for us.
I have time to show her how incredible she is to me.