Taming_Damian_-_Jessica_Wood_-_BN

by Jessica Wood

  “Damian, we’re in the ladies’ bathroom.” I made no attempt to zip my dress back up. Even I knew my words of protest were empty as my breathing became more ragged and uneven and I arched my body toward him. So why am I so turned on?

  “Then let’s not waste any time then.” His hold tightened around me as I felt his fingers unclasp my bra. “Let’s see if I can make you come before someone comes in.”

  Instead of resisting, I dropped my purse to the ground and felt my body respond on its own as I shifted my hips and heard the dress slide down my body. A second later, my bra joined my dress and purse on a pile on the floor. Before I could think through my emotions, he grabbed my face and lowered his lips down to greet me. His kiss was rough and forceful as he backed me up against bathroom sink and lifted me up on top of the cold black marble counter. His hands secured mine against the mirror behind me.

  “Now, do you want that? Do you want to come before someone comes in?”

  I swallowed hard and nodded, unable to say a single word.

  “Now take off your panties.” He wasn’t asking and he wasn’t demanding. He was stating a fact that he knew would happen. His smoldering eyes were dark and dangerous as he watched me push my panties down my legs and onto the floor next to my dress. He moved his hands down my legs, and by the way his hands secured me in place, I knew this wasn’t the first time he’d done this before.

  I suddenly gasped as he pushed my legs apart and leaned into me. I felt his hard erection rub against my inner thigh through his pants and an excruciating need grew in the pit of my stomach. I saw my hands reach for his white tuxedo shirt, and before I could register my actions, I ripped his shirt open with both hands, revealing his hard, chiseled, tan chest. I heard the buttons fall down the porcelain sink and against the marble countertop. My breathing was sharp and uneven as my gaze moved down his naked body that peaked through his ripped shirt. My eyes widened when they landed on the hardness that was pushing through his slacks. He groaned as my hands moved up his pants and brushed up against his erection.

  “Let me out.” His commanding voice was ragged as his eyes rolled back in pleasure. I obeyed and unzipped his pants. I gasped as his erection immediately poked out of the opening to greet me. He had gone commando tonight.

  Damian’s lips curled in a crooked smile as his eyes were fixed on mine, taking in my reaction.

  “That’s what I’m talking about.” His eyes then left mine as they slowly moved down my naked body. His hands followed his gaze as they seductively moved along my skin, leaving goose bumps in their wake. “Now, let’s have some fun before anyone tries to interrupt us.” Something in his voice left me breathless and impatient, and I realized I desperately wanted whatever he was going to do to me on top of this cold, hard marble sink.

  “Yes, please. I’ll do whatever you say,” I whispered in his ear. I wasn’t one to normally beg for anything, but when it came to my desire for Damian, I felt my conviction crumble against my sheer need for him.

  My hands pushed his shirt off him to reveal his muscular upper body. My eyes devoured his chiseled, copper-toned chest, his intricate tattoo that ran alongside his arm, and his piercing blue eyes that always seemed to leave me weak in the knees.

  I gasped as his hard chest brushed against the tips of my nipples, sending a ripple of indescribable sensations through my body. I flirtatiously licked and nibbled on his earlobe, knowing how turned on that always made him. His hands tightened around me as he let out a primal groan in response. I smiled to myself in satisfaction.

  “You drive me crazy, baby. I know you love to be in control, but not this time.” He met my gaze and licked his lips. There was a crazed frenzy in his blue eyes that sent a chill down my spine. “Not tonight. Tonight, I’m in control, and I’m going to drive you crazy.” A crooked smiled twisted on his lips as he went down on his knees in front of me. His devious smile disappeared between my legs, and all I could see was his brilliant blue eyes watching me intently from below.

  I gasped and arched my back against the marble counter as I felt the combination of the cool bathroom air and his hot, heavy breath against my pussy. “Oh God. Please!” An almost painful surge of hunger flooded through me and I felt myself swell below in anticipation.

  He looked up at me as he inched his face deeper in between my legs, toward the growing wetness that was collecting between my legs. He inhaled my scent deeply, and I saw the blue in his eyes grow dark and wild like the tumultuous ocean waves right before a storm.

  “Show me how much you want this, baby.” His voice was hoarse and demanding, and the lava heat of his breath against my pussy pushed me over the edge.

  “I want this!” I gasped for air as I shifted myself closer to him. “I need this!” I wasn’t sure what had come over me, and I couldn’t completely understand Damian’s behavior. But at this moment, I didn’t care, because whatever it was, it had sent me in a frenzy as I felt my entire body grow hot with need. My body tingled with anticipation from knowing that his tongue was just inches away from me.

  “Baby, you’re so wet already.” His eyes were wide as I saw him inhale me again, and I saw the same need I felt on his face. “Who am I to deny what you want or need?”

  Before I could respond, he grabbed my hips, lowered his face toward me, and began to explore the depths between my inner thighs with his mouth and tongue. I moaned and arched my hips toward his face as his tongue rapidly flicked against my clitoris. My moans turned into gasps as his hungry mouth began to suck me, knowing exactly how to push my button and take me close to the edge of my climax. I screamed in pleasure as his mouth moved lower to my pussy and his tongue began to circle the epicenter of my pleasure, sending jolts of pleasure shooting through my body.

  “Oh God!” I heard myself scream as his tongue plunged inside me. “I’m about to come!” I cried as I threw my head back and gripped the marble counter for dear life.

  Right before I reached my climax, Damian emerged from between my legs, his face glistening with my wetness.

  I frowned at him. “Don’t stop now.”

  He ignored me and gently kissed me along my inner thigh, moving away from my pussy. He looked at me and smiled, his eyes filled with intent. “Oh no, that’d be too easy on you.”

  I squirmed at his words and let out a whimpering sob. “Please! I’m dying here.”

  “Baby, you taste as sweet as honey and I can’t seem to get enough of it no matter what my mood is.” He paused, and I wondered what he meant by that. “But I want to fuck you. I want to feel you come around my cock.”

  His words sent a surge of intense pleasure down below, and another wave of moisture developed between my legs at knowing what promises lay next.

  He grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the counter as he dropped his pants to the floor, where they joined the growing pile of clothes. I inhaled deeply as I felt the tip of his erection rub up against my opening.

  “I need you inside me now,” I demanded, my impatience building as he rubbed up against me but did not enter me.

  “You still on the pill?”

  For a brief second, I froze at his question. “Yes, of course,” I responded as soon as I recovered. It was true. I was still on the pill. But I knew that would change if the pregnancy test turned out positive.

  “Good.” His word came out cold and emotionless. But before I could wonder what that had meant, I screamed out in pleasure as he plunged the entire length of his cock inside me.

  “God! Damian!” I wrapped my legs tightly around him as he pounded into me.

  “Remember this,” he roared into my ear, his voice deep and ragged. “Remember how amazing I am inside you. Fucking remember this!”

  “Yes! Yes! I—I’ll remember!” I cried out as my hands moved with madness through his hair.

  He grunted as he drove into me, deeper, faster, and more forceful with each thrust. I gasped and moaned as my breasts shook violently against his chest.

  “Fuck, I love how your
breasts bounce for me.” He licked his lips as his eyes glazed over in pleasure.

  “I’m so close, baby!” I felt my body tighten as I reached the apex of my orgasm.

  “Not yet,” he demanded. “Not until I tell you you can come.” He slowed his thrusts and began to suck on my breast.

  “Please…now!” I wanted—no, I needed—him to take me over the edge before I died from the intensity of the pleasure.

  But before I could beg him to fuck my brains out, I heard the approaching sound of stilettos against the marble floor. Shit! Someone’s coming!

  “Oh no! Someone’s coming in!” I hissed at him. I tried to get off the counter, but Damian stopped me.

  “Don’t move.”

  “But—” I began.

  “I’m not done fucking you yet.” He covered my mouth with one hand and plunged into me again.

  I gasped silently into his hand as ripples of pleasure cascaded down me.

  “Wrap your legs around me now.”

  I obeyed as I watched him kick the pile of clothes underneath the last stall. With his hardness still inside me, he lifted me into the last stall and closed the door behind us just as we heard the bathroom door open.

  “Emma looks gorgeous tonight,” a girl said.

  “I know. I love her dress. Hey, do you think this red is too red on my lips?”

  “No, that’s hot. I wish I could pull off that color.”

  “You probably can. Here, try it.”

  I stared at Damian with wide eyes as he held me up against the bathroom wall.

  “Don’t make a sound,” he whispered into my ear as he began to pound into me again.

  I bit my lower lip as hard as I could to hold back my gasps and moans.

  “You think Brandon has any single, hot guy friends here?” asked the second girl.

  Damian pulled out of me and gave me a sinful smile before he whispered in my ear, “I own you, Alex, and if I don’t want you to come yet, you’re not going to come. Do you understand me?”

  A soft whimper escaped my lips as I nodded, and I wondered if the girls had heard me.

  “I saw some hot men tonight, but I think they’re all taken,” we heard the first girl reply.

  “Oh yeah, did you see that one guy?” asked the second girl.

  “You mean Emma’s hot bartender friend? Damn, he’s so freaking hot,” said the first girl. “I’d fuck him tonight if I bumped into him.”

  I looked at Damian, who had a smirk on his face. We both knew that the girls were talking about him. And as if fueled by the girl’s words, Damian grabbed my right breast and took it into his mouth, his tongue flicking my nipple until it hardened between his lips. His other hand drifted lower down my body, and I held back a gasp as his fingers reached my wetness.

  “Yeah, I’d do whatever he wanted with me in bed,” the second girl agreed.

  I closed my eyes as an exquisite, delicious thrill slid down my body, and I felt my feet curl at the intensity of the pleasure. The rest of the conversation between the two girls faded into the background as I felt my insides melt when his fingers moved deeper inside me. My body began to tremble as his thumb strummed against my clitoris, and within seconds, I felt my body convulse as I approached my climax.

  “I said not yet.” Damian’s threatening voice wormed its way into my consciousness. Suddenly, his fingers were no longer between my thighs but were in my mouth as I tasted myself from his fingers. “Let me taste your honey from your mouth, baby. Suck it all off.” His lips then found mine as his tongue explored me. “As sweet as ever,” he groaned when our lips parted.

  “Did you hear that?” one girl asked.

  Without warning, Damian entered me again, and it took all I had to hold back my cry of delirious pleasure.

  “Hear what?” the other girl asked her friend. “I don’t hear anything. Come on. Let’s go find some hot single men before someone else scoops them up. Maybe we’ll even bump into that hot bartender for you to fuck.”

  Damian pounded into me again when we heard the girls’ giggles fade away as they walked out of the bathroom.

  He lowered his lips against my ear and whispered, “Like I said, I own you, Alexis.” He drove into me hard and rough. “I want to hear you fucking say it!”

  “Say what?” I asked between my moans. I wasn’t sure why, but I was excited by the violence in his behavior tonight.

  “Say I own you.” His hoarse voice turned into another groan as he drove into me again.

  “Oh oh oh!” I gasped as pleasure and pain consumed me and I felt him deep inside me. “You own me!” I shrieked as my brain shut down and all I could focus on was the exquisite feeling of him pounding into me.

  “Fuck, I’m about to come, baby!” he groaned as his thrusts became deeper and more irregular.

  “Me too!”

  We moved in sync with each other and I felt myself tighten my hold around his cock as I neared the edge of my orgasm. He roared as he threw his head back, and I felt his body spasm as him reached the peak of his climax. He drove inside me one last time, and I gasped as he pushed me off the cliff of my ecstasy.

  We collapsed into each other’s arms, and for several minutes, the only noise between us was the sound of our rapid heartbeats and our heavy breathing.

  After some time, Damian straightened up and pulled on his pants. “Come on. Let’s go, baby.” He pulled the dress up on my body and zipped it up.

  “Where are we going?” The answer didn’t really matter to me, because I knew that I was in too deep and I’d go anywhere this man wanted to take me.

  “The night is still young and I want to fuck you a few more times before I’m letting you sleep.” He pulled me out of the stall and led me out the bathroom door.

  I giggled as I followed him up to our hotel suite. There was something exciting and dark in his voice. It was something I hadn’t seen before with Damian. It scared me, yet it excited me even more.

  That night, we didn’t end up sleeping at all.

  CHAPTER THREE

  Damian

  A kiss on my face woke me up. “Good morning, sleepyhead. It’s our last full day in Italy before we head back to SF.”

  I heard Alexis throw open the curtains to the French doors that led out to the vineyard that was behind the small villa in Tuscany we had been staying in for the last two days.

  I groaned as a ray of morning light hit my face from the window. “Damn, I can’t believe it’s already our last day. This week really flew by.” I opened my eyes and turned to face Alexis, who was beaming over me. How is she always so cheerful in the morning? “It’s too early to be this happy.”

  She giggled and playfully nudged me. “Oh wake up, silly. It’s never too early to be happy.”

  “Speak for yourself.” I rolled to my side, turning my back to her. I’d never been a morning person, especially after the late-night workout session we’d had the night before. My cock was still a little sore. “Why are you always so happy when we wake up?” I mumbled as I closed my eyes and tried to drift back to sleep.

  “Hmm, you know what? I actually never really realized that I came off that way. But I guess you’re right. I think it has to do with something my dad use to tell me when I was growing up.”

  “Oh?” I opened my eyes and turned around to face her. As much as I wanted to hate this woman, I knew her love for her deceased parents was the most genuine thing about her. “What did he tell you?” I fought back a yawn as I sat up against the headboard.

  “Well, when I was a kid, some days I’d wake up in tears from a bad dream, and some days I just simply didn’t want to get out of bed in the mornings. And on those mornings, I’d pout and cry when my dad tried to get me out of bed.”

  I laughed. “You were such a brat.”

  Alexis laughed. “I was.” I watched her smile as she thought back to those old memories. “My dad wouldn’t yell at me or force me out of bed. Instead, he would always just say to me, ‘Cheer up, buttercup. Today’s a fresh new da
y! You never know what’s just waiting for you around the corner because with every new day comes new possibilities. So why not start your day happy with a smile on your face?” I saw her eyes glisten as she blinked back the tears. “So he taught me to always wake up in the mornings with a fresh new outlook on the day and think about all the great possibilities that will come my way if I start my day with a smile. And now that he’s not around to tell me that anymore, I guess I often start my day with his words in mind.”

  I reached over and squeezed her hand. “Cheer up, buttercup. It is a new day, and our last one here in Italy. So let’s enjoy it.”

  She beamed at me and wiped a tear from her eye. “Thank you. I really miss them.”

  “I know.” I loved hearing the way she talked about her parents. The love she had for them was infectious. I saw it in the way her voice changed when she reminisced about them, the way her eyes twinkled, and the way her pink lips curled into the warmest smile. It was the type of love I’d never experienced before, and it wasn’t until I’d met Alexis that I’d realized that it was the type of love I’d hungered for—the endearing love that seemed to live on forever. This was the type of love I’d thought this beautiful woman was beginning to develop for me.

  My body tightened at this last thought. I pulled my hand away and looked away from her as a sharp ache radiated from my chest and the image of the text message flashed before my eyes. I was no longer so sure she had that same love for me that she had for her parents.

  She doesn’t really love you, man. I felt conflicting thoughts swirl around in my head as I tried to reconcile between my feelings for this woman and her betrayal. You know she’s lied to your face and betrayed you. Don’t fucking give in to her again!

  “Hey, you okay?” Alexis’s voice broke through my thoughts.

  “Uh. Yeah. Why do you ask?”

  “Your body started to tense up just now.” She cocked her head and frowned at me.

  “Oh.” She was right. It wasn’t until then that I realized that my hands were curled up into tight fists. “Yeah, I’m okay. Just need to wake up,” I lied. “Hey, I’m going to jump into the shower before we head out. Join me.” I got out of bed and headed toward the bathroom.