“I barely notice it,” I answered.
“My sweet, brave girl,” he said, and I had a feeling he wasn’t really talking to me. His eyes shifted, a dark cloud moving across those devastating eyes of his. “You won’t ever get hurt again.”
His gaze moved to mine, hardening a bit, as if daring me to contradict him.
I smiled a little, and though I took comfort in his words, we both knew it was a lie when I echoed, “I won’t ever get hurt again.”
He nodded. “Can’t take you the way I want, but that doesn’t mean I can’t make you come for being such a good little pet.”
I licked my lips, arousal shooting sharply through my body, and I could only nod.
His smile was all devil when he leaned down and took my lips in a piercing kiss.
I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him to me, afraid he might pull back. I didn’t want even the smallest amount of space between us.
His hand moved down my body, and he palmed my breast as I wrapped my legs around his trim waist. I let out a hiss of air from the pain when I pulled my back muscle the wrong way.
He pulled back and looked down at me. “Be careful, or we’re stopping.”
I shook my head quickly. I did not want to stop. “I’ll be good,” I promised.
His lips twitched, and his eyes glinted. He unwrapped my legs from his waist, spreading them out until a slow burn took hold. The cool air teased my drenched pussy. My thigh muscles shook, but I held still, letting him do with me as he wished.
He leaned down and gave me a quick kiss, his hands cupping my thighs and holding me still.
I tried not to move.
I tried to be good, but fuck, it was so hard.
He smiled, looking so much like the devil I had accused him of being so many times in my head. He leaned down and kissed his way down my body.
His lips whispered softly against the skin on my jawline, heading south and pausing to suck on the place where my neck met my shoulder. Goosebumps rose across my heated skin, and I bit my bottom lip, trying hard to hold on to what little self-control I did have.
A wave of arousal moved through me, and I could feel the slickness of it coating the skin near my pussy.
I was so turned on, I couldn’t even think.
He pushed the shirt up until it covered my eyes. My mouth opened, but nothing came out.
“So fucking beautiful,” he said. I felt his hot breath at the top of my breasts. My fists clenched.
“Please,” I uttered desperately, quietly.
He played with one of my nipples harshly, pulling on the sensitive flesh until I couldn’t decide if it felt too good or if it hurt too much.
“Please,” I begged once more. I would do almost anything just for him to keep touching me like this. It was getting to be too much to bear.
He took the other nipple in his mouth, sucking on it. The fact that I couldn’t see him doing it only heightened my senses.
I lifted my hips, trying to get to that friction.
Damien let go of my nipple, and, reaching down, he grabbed my pussy lips roughly between his fingers.
I groaned and held still.
“That’s right, pet. You don’t move without my permission, understand? You don’t use me to get yourself off until you beg me nicely, and maybe not even then.”
He moved his fingers against the outer lips, rubbing my clit but not directly touching it.