Hunting Beauty (Possessing Beauty 4)

“Now how is it you keep getting in here? I thought I had all sorts of guards posted outside my quarters?” I grinned at him, biting my lip.

“Special forces training,” he murmured, stepping towards the bed. There was purpose in his steps, and something hungry in his eyes as they swept over me, covered only by a sheet. I could see his jaw tighten, and felt my pulse quicken at that look in his eyes.

He was back alright, and I couldn’t wait to see what else he’d show me.

Damon slowly peeled his shirt up over that perfect, chiseled body, tossing it aside and immediately undoing his pants. I swallowed thickly, my hands tightening on my sheet, aware that I was only wearing a pair of panties under it as he stepped out of his pants. He moved onto the bed, muscles coiling as he stalked over me, his arms on either side of me. I panted, my pulse hammering in my ears as he leaned in, like a jungle cat about to pounce on it’s prey.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” I breathed. And for a moment, I felt silly saying it, like some stupid little girl admitting her crush. But Damon slowly shook his head, as if knowing what I was thinking.

“I like that you were thinking about me all day,” he purred. “Cause I was thinking about you all day.”

I bit my lip, grinning shyly as I felt his hard body descend over mine.

“Now what exactly were you thinking about, Princess?” he growled, making me shiver.

“Just, you know, things.”

I gasped as he leaned in close, his lips brushing my ear.

“What kind of things?”

I felt my cheeks burn, thinking of my post-lunch escape.

“Oh, just thin—”

“Tell me,” he husked into my ear, making me moan.

“I thought of you touching me,” I whimpered.

His hand came up between us and took hold of the sheet. He tugged it from my hands, pulling it aside, baring my body to his eyes. I felt him groan, his dark eyes hungrily devouring my bare breasts and teasing down to the thin pair of panties.

“Now tell me, Princess,” he growled. “Were you just thinking?”

I whimpered, and slowly shook my head. “No.”

“What else were you doing?”

“I—” I bit my lip, blushing furiously and looking away.

“Tell me.”

“I touched myself, thinking of you touching me,” I panted out.

Damon growled.

“Show me,” he husked, his eyes flaring and his jaw tightening. I could feel his cock throbbing hard against my thigh and I shivered, thinking of my dirty fantasy earlier of him just taking me. Slowly, he rolled next to me, his fingers tracing over my belly.

“Show me how you touched yourself, you dirty little girl.”

I whimpered, and before I could stop myself, I was rolling towards him and crushing my lips to his. He groaned, grabbing my jaw and kissing me back fiercely. I pulled away, my eyes locked on his as my hands slid down to the waist of my panties and slowly began to peel them down. I rolled back onto my back, arching my hips off the bed as I pulled them off and tossed them aside, now totally naked for this man.

My knees parted, and I panted as I brought my hands back between my legs. My pussy was dripping wet, and slick to the touch, and when my fingers slipped over my lips, I gasped loudly.

“Good girl,” Damon purred, his fingers stroking my belly and my hips. He brought his hand higher, a finger circling one of my nipples and making me shiver.

“Such a dirty little girl, coming up here to play with that sweet, royal pussy, thinking of a man twice her age.”

I moaned loudly, a finger easing inside as his words melted into my ear.

Suddenly, I was aware of him moving down the bed, and for a minute, I wasn’t sure what was going on, until I felt his hands on my thighs, pushing them wide apart. I moaned as I glanced down, seeing him crawling between my spread legs. He moved higher, his breath teasing my inner thighs and making me shiver. Slowly, his hands found mine, his fingers moving alongside mine against my soft, slick lips. I whimpered as I felt his fingers on my pussy, teasing me, spreading my slickness over my clit as my body arched in pleasure.

I felt him move higher, and he pushed my hands away entirely. I whimpered in protest, when suddenly, I felt what I’d never felt before.

And it felt incredible.

His tongue dragged through my lips, tasting every bit of me and making me squeal in ecstasy. He swirled it over my clit, before bringing it down and pushing it deep inside my pussy. Hands held my thighs wide, his thumbs brushing my outer lips as his tongue delved deep inside to taste my honey. He moved it higher, flicking it across my clit again, and I just melted into the sheets.