Devious Intentions (Carson Cove Scandals 3)

Damien slid my panties down my thighs and started kissing my abdomen as he pulled them the rest of the way off. There was an ache below my abdomen—a tingle that was turning into a need I had only felt a few times in my life when I was alone in my bedroom. I always expected to be terrified the first time I was with a man, but Damien had a way of making it so easy—so simple—and so unbelievably hot. He kissed his way down my abdomen and put his hands on my thighs. He pushed them apart and started kissing the tender skin al

ong the inside of them—alternating from my left one to my right one as every searing kiss got closer to my pussy. The ache got more intense—the tingle made me shudder—and when I felt his breath on my clit, my entire body tensed up in anticipation of what he intended to do.

“I want a taste of that sweet cherry before I make it mine.” He pressed his lips to my clit and flicked his tongue against it.

“Oh wow!” My eyes rolled back for a moment.

Damien’s fingers pushed the hood away from my clit, and he started to tease it with his tongue. I had no idea it could feel that good. It was way better than what I did when I was exploring my body and making myself come. The intensity was on a different level—like I didn’t even know what pleasure was before he introduced me to it for the first time. His tongue flicked against my clit several times, and then he moved down to the entrance of my pussy. He circled it, and I started getting wetter. After a few rotations, he pushed his tongue into me until it was against my hymen, and then moved back to my clit.

“That feels so good…” My back arched off the bed.

My hand moved through Damien’s hair as his tongue made quick circles around my clit. The pleasure was so intense I could barely keep my eyes open. I struggled to focus on anything except the pure pleasure that his tongue was bringing. The fire and ache melded together with the excitement and heightened every one of my senses. I could feel a pressure building up inside me. It was similar to what I felt right before I orgasmed when I masturbated but way more powerful. It didn’t feel like my body could contain that pressure—or that much pleasure—yet somehow, I managed to do it. My muscles got tight, my emotions went into overdrive, and I realized I wasn’t going to be able to stop the impending rush of bliss that was desperate to be released.

“You’re gonna make me come—oh god!” I felt my arms shake.

“Not yet…” Damien pulled his tongue away. “You need to enjoy this for a little while—it’ll make your orgasm so much better.”

“I can’t control it…” I moaned, and my hips moved towards him.

“I can.” He squeezed my inner thighs and started making wider circles that didn’t make contact with my clit.

I was being teased in the best and worst kind of way at the same time. Damien kept his tongue rotating with wider circles around the circumference of my clit and worked his way back for a few quick flicks before he moved away again. The teasing didn’t lessen the excitement or desire but pulled me back from the edge of the orgasm my body was craving. Not being in control of the pleasure while it coursed through my body was a new feeling. I rushed my orgasms—Damien took his time. The ultimate source of pleasure for me was always the release, not the build towards it—the build was just the threshold to cross before my body got the reward it begged for. Damien showed me that the build could be even better.

“That feels so good…” A long sigh passed across my lips.

Damien didn’t respond. He just kept his tongue moving around my clit. He teased it, pleasured it, and made the pressure grow to the point that it was almost unbearable. It tore at my thoughts and destroyed what I knew of bliss—without pushing me towards the ultimate euphoria that wanted to consume me. Time ceased to have meaning. Damien trapped me in the moment and held me there.

The pressure grew to the point that it passed unbearable and actually started to be uncomfortable agony, yet it still felt amazing. All I could do was exist in that moment. The anticipation made me quiver—shake—and then his tongue circled back to my clit. He didn’t move away when the pleasure started to get stronger. It felt like he was finally going to let me come.

“Oh fuck!” My nails dug into Damien’s scalp.

I tried to tell him that I was about to come, but the words got caught in my throat. Maybe they stayed there because I was terrified that he would pull me back from the edge again without letting me taste the pleasure my body demanded. My body started to convulse. I didn’t have to tell Damien I was spinning towards an orgasm. There was no hiding it. Thankfully, his tongue didn’t move away from my clit. He turned the tight bundle of nerves into pure bliss. The pressure released—a gasp echoed in my throat—and the orgasm tore through my body.

It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It peaked so hard that my head spun, then I stayed at the peak for what could have very well been an eternity. The convulsions continued, each one coming with another strong surge of bliss that coursed through my veins—and each one felt like a mini-orgasm that joined with the one that was consuming my soul. I finally felt the pressure fully release and spiraled from the peak like I was falling from the sky. Damien’s tongue slowed down in unison with the orgasm until both were done. Instead of a crash landing at the end of my fall, I simply floated into the afterglow, and my eyes closed.

“I’ve never…” A long sigh escaped my lips as I struggled to finish my sentence. “I’ve never felt anything like that.”

“Your body is meant to experience pleasure.” He lifted up and grazed his fingers across my skin. “There will be a lot more of it before we’re done…”

I don’t even think it’s possible to be nervous about losing my virginity after that.

Damien continued to trace my curves, and his lips started to tease my skin as I tried to recover from the orgasm. I wanted him, but I didn’t want to be a dead weight on the mattress when I made love for the first time. I thought it would take some time for my body to be ready for more, but the fire was stoked back to life fairly quickly in Damien’s arms. He kissed my nipples, turned them into hard nubs, then moved up to my neck. I felt my pussy begin to tingle again when he started to kiss the sensitive skin beneath my earlobe. It wasn’t as intense as it was the first time, but I was still getting turned on—it didn’t take long for the desire to start flooding through my veins. It rejuvenated me.

“Are you ready?” Damien pressed his lips to my ear.

“Not yet…” I purred my response.

“What’s wrong?” He leaned back. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No.” A smile spread across my face, and I bit down on my bottom lip. “I just want something else first.”

I moved my tongue along my lips as I slid my hands to Damien’s swim trunks and started to push them down. I got his swim trunks past his hips and partially down his thighs—that was enough for him to kick them the rest of the way off. Damien’s cock was already hard—and it throbbed in my hand when I wrapped my fingers around it. I massaged it with my hand until it was fully engorged, and I saw the same fire in his eyes that had been radiating in mine.

I wasn’t fully recovered, even if the desire had returned. I didn’t think Damien would mind waiting a little longer—if I did something for him. I had never done it before, but I understood the basics. I hoped that would be enough to get me started. I pushed him onto his back and started the press my lips to his skin. It didn’t take him long to figure out what I had in mind—especially when I kissed my way past his abdominal muscles.

He took me to heaven—now I’m going to do the same for him.

Chapter Ten