“Are you sure you want to go there?” he asked.

I nodded. “I’m sure,” I whispered huskily.

He looked at me as though he was trying to read my soul. Finally, he must have been satisfied. Damian scooped me up and carried me to the bed.

Our clothes dissolved as if by magic. I was lying naked on the bed.

I had always been shy about my curvy body, but Damian stared at me as though I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

Damian got on the bed, but instead of lying on top of me, as I expected, he got down between my legs. He parted my legs, bending my knees, giving him a full view of my shaven pussy.

“Mmm, beautiful,” he said.

He winked at me. I shivered, half from nervousness and half from anticipation. I had masturbated, but I had never had a man touch me intimately.

Damian licked the skin inside of my right thigh from just above my knee all the way to my outer shell. I gasped at the warmth of his tongue, the sensation sending flashes of heat lightning through me.

I moaned and lifted my hips without thought, offering myself to him. His impish smile made my heart skip a beat. Then, he traveled up my left thigh, stopping again at the outer shell.

“Damian,” I breathed.

Every thought evaporated from my brain. There was only Damian and what he was doing to me.

His tongue swept up the center of my desire, causing my entire body to shudder harder, until I thought I was going to shake the bed apart. Then, he began to lick my pussy with long, slow strokes.

A blaze of pure white heat swept through me, consuming me. I closed my eyes, my focus entirely on the sensations that were dancing between my legs.

As his tongue traveled the length of my hot slit, he carefully avoided my aching clit. I wanted so badly for him to touch it, to feel the wetness of his warm tongue pressed against it, but was too shy to ask for what I needed.

Instead, I moved my hips again, trying to guide him to the pearly treasure.

He began to lick the inside of the butterfly edges of my tunnel. I moaned, and my fingers tightened around the sheet until my knuckles were white.

My entire body felt as though it were on fire, and I was sure that I was going to explode at any minute.

The tiny rosebuds on my breasts were hard and electrified as a thousand volts of current coursed through me.

The tip of Damian’s tongue briefly touched my clit. My body began to tremble.

His tongue flicked it several times, and I felt the roaring of an ocean tide building inside.

He sucked my clit into his mouth and ran his tongue around it in circles.

I felt my eyes rolling back in my head. I raised my hips, pressing myself hard against his face, and then my body began to vibrate the entire room as I exploded all over him.

Once my breathing calmed, and the world righted itself again, Damian moved up, pressing his body against mine, but taking care not to crush me.

He kissed me, pushing his tongue deep in my mouth. I loved tasting myself.

As his tongue danced with mine, I felt the humongous head of his cock pushing against my wet, hot, center.

“Are you sure?” he asked me, looking deep into my eyes. “Once I go in, I won’t be able to stop.”

I couldn’t speak, so I simply nodded.

Slowly, he pushed his way inside. I marveled at how my body was able to adjust to his size. There was a brief pinch of pain.

I gasped, and Damian stopped moving for a second.