Page 14 of Love Me Forever

“Damien,” I sigh.

“Fuck, Gorgeous. Wanted to stay down there and worship you over and over again, but I knew you’d be tired,” he says, his arm coming up to my neck and grasping it. He brings my forehead to his as he continues to stroke his cock. I lick my lips, wanting to taste him, to see how he feels in my mouth, my hands on him. I bring my fingertips down his rock-hard stomach, slowly making my way down to where I can take over. He moves his hand out of the way, allowing me to wrap mine around him. He then covers it, teaching me the way he likes to be stroked and the amount of pressure he wants. I can’t help but keep my eyes focused on the task at hand.

“Just like that, Amelia. Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum,” he grunts out, as thick ropes of cum splatter on top of our entwined hands and on my body.

“God damn, I knew you’d be dangerous, but I had no idea how dangerous you’d be to my body.”

“Um…is that a bad thing?” I question as I look into his eyes.

“Not in the fucking slightest. Fucking humbles me to know you’re mine,” he rasps out as we finish rinsing and toweling off. I pause to put lotion on my body. When you live in a coastal community, you learn to take care of your skin. I finish with putting my night clothes on and brushing my teeth.

When I’m through with that, I turn to head the bed and stop dead in my tracks. Damien is leaning against the door jam and has a smile on his face. He’s wearing a pair of pajama bottoms so low on his hips, I can finally make out his tattoo. It’s a clock, and you can see all of its inner workings. Underneath in script it says “love is timeless” with a date. I notice it’s within the last six months and immediately know this tattoo represents his father.

“Come here, Gorgeous,” he demands. My body willingly goes to his, I want his warmth surrounding me. He walks us to the bed and pulls the covers back, I climb inside and then I’m right where I’m meant to be, in his arms.

Chapter Fifteen

Damien

Fuck, after tasting her in the shower and feeling her cum around my finger with the tightness that surrounded it, I know she’s a virgin. I know I’ll have to be gentle with her, but the way she came and said my name is enough to make me want to lay her flat on her back and take her hard and fast, making her mine completely.

I’m holding her in bed, a bed that is slowly becoming ours. If I had my way, she’d never be back in her small apartment. Yea, it’s cute and every square inch is filled with her presence, but she deserves space and a place to have everything. And fuck, she deserves to be able to cook and not worry about opening the oven door and having it clang against the refrigerator.

“What time do you need the alarm set for?” I ask her before she drifts off to sleep.

“Seven o’clock, please and Damien?”

“Yea, Amelia.”

“This was the best date a girl could ever dream of.”

“You should probably be prepared for more than this then, this is just the beginning of us,” I rasp to her, knowing good damn and well I’d bend over backwards to give her everything she could ever need or want.

When her breathing slows down, and I know she’s asleep, that’s when I finally drift off myself. It seems like I am only asleep for a few hours when sun begins to rise and shine through the curtains. I get out of bed and go get the coffee started, now knowing how she takes it. I wait for it to brew, before making her cup and bringing it to her in bed. She may be working today, but that doesn’t mean she has to do everything on her own. That spot in my chest, it aches knowing I wants Amelia here, forever.

I set the cup of coffee on the night stand and put my hip to the bed, sitting down before moving her hair out of her face. It’s a mass of waves every which way. “Gorgeous,” I say as I gently wake her. I want her waking up with me feasting in between her legs, but I know she has to get ready.

“Morning, Damien,” she says groggily. She starts to sit up then drops back down and stretches her arms over her head. I see her nipples out lined in her sleep shirt and fuck, it makes me want my mouth on them. I didn’t get a chance to play with them last night and that’s a damn shame.

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