His voice was filled with emotion.
“Please Damon, I can take it.”
He opened the box.
I felt relieved that it wasn’t used.
He stroked his dick as he put it on.
I arched and touched myself.
“Kitten, I love how naughty you are.”
He winked at me. “Tell me how you want it?”
“Please do me from the back.” I said quickly.
I heard the low sexy growl. He grabbed my ankle and gently pulled me close. Damon flipped me. I tucked my legs. My butt bounced when I lowered my head.
He put his hand on my back. I arched.
“I want you to keep it right there.” He caressed me.
“I like how wet and sweet you are.”
He teased me until I pleaded with him to fuck me.
He came in length deep. I felt the erotic sting passed my belly button. I clenched. Damon caressed my back and stroked my pussy slow. It hurt so good I couldn’t speak. “The pain will fade but let me know if you need to stop.” Damon kissed my shoulder. I felt the erotic tilt. The pain exploded into pleasure. I bucked against him. His grind was intense. I felt it to my core. I asked him to give me more. I pleaded with him for it. Damon increased the pace. My body shook but I matched his rhythm. He fucked me hard. I cried from the emotion. I wanted sex to feel like that always. Damon promised it would. I followed him into a lustful place. I wanted to tell him. I heard his low sexy whisper. He said I didn’t have to be afraid. Damon wanted my all. The sexual frustration and tension left. I felt adored while Damon fucked me hard. I sobbed his name and begged him not to stop. I couldn’t control the emotion. I kept the truth inside; with every erotic thrust I knew it more. I held it in because I didn’t want him to know yet. My inner confession came with a whirlwind of emotion. I couldn’t process it. I was frantic to keep the sexual thrill I had. I came hard and cried out from it. Damon held me. He wiped my tears away. My eyes fluttered closed. I didn’t know if he would understand. I knew it was the truth. I was in love with him.
DAMON
Chapter Fourteen
Merissa was my naughty kitten. I almost lost it when she begged me to fuck her. I held back. I wanted her to know how much I adored her. I felt her panic. She clutched the pillows and tried to ease away from me. I told her she didn’t have to be afraid. She gave into the pleasure. Her natural tempo was sensual but she matched my rough rhythm. Our sexual chemistry was beyond what I expected. She did this thing with her hips and I wanted to confess my soul. I kept her in it until the emotion was too much. Merissa collapsed in my arms. I held her and wiped away her tears. She went to sleep exhausted. I took a shower and put on some clothes. I was in the kitchen minutes later. I had conference calls. I listened and cooked. I talked about the updates here in Saint Louis. The renovations will begin. I asked for updates on recent completions and upcoming projects. We did a Q&A session before the conference ended. I didn’t know if Merissa preferred french toast or pancakes so I made both. I used bowls for the sausage links and scrambled eggs. It took me a few minutes to put it all on a serving tray. I grabbed a bottle of orange juice, butter, and syrup. I checked the tray and then carried it upstairs to the guestroom. Merissa was asleep on her side. Her wild curls haloed on the pillows. I walked around the bed and crouched in front of her. I gave her a kiss. She reached for me. God, she was incredible.
I brushed my mouth across her pout.
She stretched and damned if I didn’t want to get in bed. She glanced at me with those beautiful brown eyes. I’ll have to tell her soon.
“How are you feeling beautiful?”
Merissa gave me a sultry look.
“I feel the same.” I motioned to the tray.
She pouted. “I was supposed to make breakfast.”
“You can make dinner.”
She sat up and her chest bounced.
I watched her put on her glasses.
She looked sweet and so damn naughty
I wanted her to keep them on next time.
She tucked the sheet around her.
“Damon everything looks so good.”
She reached for the tray. “I love how you spoil me.”
I settled onto the bed. Merissa gave me soft kisses in between forkfuls of food. I liked how affectionate she was. We had an intimate conversation while we ate.
I cuddled with her afterwards.
“Damon, can we have sex again.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m alright, please I want it.”
“Beautiful you need to rest.”
“I will after you leave for work. Now before you tell me no please take into consideration that I hadn’t had sex for months before you. I’ve lusted after you for weeks. I need you Damon. Please don’t say no.”
Her soft plea did it for me.
I pulled the sheet off her.
She brushed against me.
I watched her leave the bed.
Merissa had the sexiest walk.
She went for the box on the wooden chest.
Her butt bounced when she picked it up.
Her walk back to me was seductive.
She gave me playful shove.
I relaxed on the bed.
She tossed the box down next to me.
“We might need more than one.”
Merissa straddled me.
She was aroused.
I felt the liquid heat against my pants.
She settled on my ridge.
I grabbed her hips to hold her there.
I felt her soft hands under my shirt.
She caressed my abs.
“Damon, I had a naughty dream about you the night we met. I wanted you so bad. I tried to imagine how good you’d feel. I took a pillow and…”
I listened to her dirty confession. My dick was so hard it hurt. Merissa didn’t have to ask. I gave her complete control. She shifted and pulled down my pants. It was just enough for me to have full motion. She grabbed a foil packet and gave it to me. Her chest heaved. She watched me put it on. Merissa touched her glasses. I asked her to keep them on. She adjusted and eased down. She felt like sweet fire. My dick throbbed when she reached my shaft. I grabbed her hips. She arched and her body flushed with desire. Merissa rotated her hips. My dick jerked. I wanted to get wild with her. I’ll fuck every way she’d let me. She rode me slow. I held her breasts. Her nipples brushed my hands. I ran my thumb over them. Merissa didn’t take her eyes off me. She caressed my abs and then grabbed the edge of my shirt. She twirled and rubbed her clit. She was so tight and wet. I resisted the urge to thrust. I watched her play with her clit. I groaned when I felt it. I wanted her to finish it out. She held on and rode harder. The sensation increased .Her eyes were half closed. She bounced faster. I held her butt. I waited until she was on the brink of her orgasm. She moaned for me. I shifted and turn with her in my arms. I pulled off my shirt and tossed it. I stroked her slow and caressed her swollen clit. Merissa talked dirty to me. I wanted her naughty mouth. I went hard until she gushed. I lost it after that and fucked her wild. Her scream broke into my mind. I tried to pull out but she held on. I worked her pussy slow. She twisted against me. She did that thing with her hips and my orgasm hit me full force. Her body trembled. She rubbed her clit and squirted. I continued to fuck her until I forced myself to pull back. She bounced her butt against me. C’mon Kitten, let me… I eased out and held her. I knew she needed the connection. Merissa glanced at me.
“We should do this all the time.”
I kissed her and pulled up my pants. They were wet but I didn’t care. I went downstairs to get her stuff out of the bathroom. She wanted witch hazel and rose hips. I read the labels and grabbed the bottles.
Merissa was in the bathroom when I returned.
I asked if she needed anything else.
She lowered her eyes.
“You’re naughty.”
“I know it feels so good.” She giggled.
I he
lped her settle into the tub before I took a shower. I listened to her hum while I lathered up. She was so cute. I turned under the water. I wouldn’t rush Merissa into a commitment but I’ll return to New York in a few weeks. I wanted her with me.
I heard a loud splash.
“Merissa, are you alright?”
“Yes, I have to ask you a question.”
“I’m listening.”
“When will you let me …”
I cursed silently.
“I didn’t mean for it to sound vulgar. I want to do it and I know I can make you feel good.”
“Beautiful, I have to test first.”
“I have a private physician, do you want his number?”
“Yes and thank you.”
“You’re welcome, this will be fun!”
I laughed. She was shy, sweet, naughty, and sexy. Damn I could continue with it. I thought about her dirty talk. We can do it however she wanted. I couldn’t help but love her. Merissa was exactly what I needed.
MERISSA
Chapter Fifteen
Two weeks later…
I can’t remember the last time. I was this happy or this sexually excited. I told Damon he spoiled me for other men. He gave me an intense kiss. He said I needed it. He liked me naughty and sweet. Business was good. I have more new clients. Damon is at the architectural firm during the day. He didn’t alter the exterior of the building because he wanted to preserve its charm. The renovations were almost finished. Damon sent photos. I can’t wait to see it in person. I haven’t been on the website. I wanted to delete my profile but didn’t want it to seem like he had to do the same. I know the site is to meet new people not just to date but I didn’t want him to chat or be friends with anyone else. I felt possessive. Our relationship wouldn’t last if I became a jealous lover. I didn’t bring up the subject. I blushed when Damon asked for my number. He said he liked the shameful sex we have but he wanted to make an honest relationship out of it. I laughed. We exchanged numbers and he texted that night around the time we would be online. He asked about my day. It felt like it always did. He gave me naughty kisses in between. I saved his name in my contacts as AS569. He saved my number as Kitten. I showed Damon how curious and playful I could be. He invited me to New York. I couldn’t wait to see his house. I meant it when I said I wanted it to always feel this way with him.
“Good Morning Beautiful.”
Damon kissed my neck.
“What were you thinking about?”
His voice was a naughty tease.
“How much I want you.” I sighed.
“I’m here why can’t you have me?”
“I don’t want to seem needy.”
His laugh was sexy.
“I’m addicted to you. I’m the one in need.”
I pushed my butt against him.
“You’re naughty kitten.”
He kissed my neck. “I know you want it.”
“Please give it to me.” I whispered.
He caressed my butt.
“Do you want it like this?”
“Yes, please.” I tilted my head.
Damon kissed my lips.
“How do you want it feel?”
His test results were negative. I hadn’t mentioned oral sex since the morning we were in the bathroom.
I feel dirty and sexy whenever I did it. I didn’t tell him. It’s not like I hook up with guys and suck them off. I’m willing to do it when I’m comfortable in a relationship.
Damon slapped my butt.
I moaned for it.
“Kitten you didn’t answer.”
He caressed me.
“Tell me how you want it to feel.”
My pussy tingled. “I want you raw.”
Damon thrust in deep. The sensation was intense. His stroke was rougher. I couldn’t help it . I squeezed my clit and came from the friction. I gushed and bucked against him. I needed more. I pressed my butt against him. He fucked me slow. It drove me crazy whenever he did it. I wanted him to give it to me. I needed him to do it. He pulled out and turned. Damon yanked my hips. I tucked my knees under. He spread me wide and licked me from behind. I confessed I liked it dirty. He did it until my clit throbbed. He smacked my butt. His tongue flicked my sensitive clit. He sucked it and then twirled around inside. He groaned and sucked my pussy harder. My hips jerked. I was almost there.
He stopped.
I clutched a pillow.
“Damon, please I need it!”
He grabbed my butt and fucked me hard. I bit into the pillow. My pussy tightened. I couldn’t hold out. I came. He kept his pace through my orgasm. I told him how good it was. I needed to know how he tasted. Damon let out a sexy growl. He climaxed and slowly pulled out. Damon collapsed onto the bed. He told me it was great. He struggled to catch his breath. I cuddled up next to him. Damon knew I needed to feel connected after sex. He kissed my forehead.
“Beautiful close your eyes.”
“I’m not sleepy.” I yawned.
“Yes you are.” He caressed my butt.
“It feels so good.” I sighed.
I went to sleep under his gentle caress. I was the best kind of sore after sex with Damon. I reached for him. He wasn’t there. I turned onto my side.
I saw the vase of red roses and white lilies.
My eyes filled with tears. How did he know?
There was a single rose on a pillow with a note.
“Hey Beautiful, I’ll be in a bit late”
I wiped my face.
The flowers were beautiful.
I tucked the sheet around me.
I picked up my phone and called Gwen.
“Hi, did you cry when you saw them?”
“A little bit.” I admitted.
“Aww, it’s a beautiful arrangement.”
“Did Damon know these were the flowers I chose for my wedding reception?”
“No, he called and spoke with Lauryn. I was surprised when I saw his name and your address on the order.”
“They’re so beautiful.”
I gently touched the flowers.
“He’s so good to me.” I said softly.
“Merissa you deserve to be cared for.”
“Damon feels too good to be true.”
“I felt the same about Rick.”
“Were you insecure?”
“I was the insane sex crazed jealous type.”
“Oh no!” I laughed.
“Yes, I had such bad experiences before Rick. I knew I was in love with him but didn’t want to be hurt again. It took time, he was patient with me but I didn’t get out of hand. I kept my crazy to a minimal. I learned how to be the woman he needed.”
I talked more with Gwen. I knew my fear wasn’t about Jake. I’m not sure if I ever loved him. My need to feel settled was behind my decision to say yes to him.
It sounded silly in hindsight. I shouldn’t have to try so hard to love someone. I didn’t tell Gwen I was in love with Damon. I thought he should be the first to know. We made plans for a shopping and lunch. I ended the call and left the guest room. We rotate nights between bedrooms. I know sometimes he’ll be in late. Damon does spend time with his clients and subcontractors outside of work hours. He said conversations over beers could lead to new business and stronger work relationships. I showered, did my feminine routine, and then put in my contact lenses. I chose a beautiful dress. The full skirt and heavy fabric were perfect for cold weather. I paired it with a cashmere sweater. My flowers had me in such a good mood. I put on sheer tights and a pair of leather flats. I swept the mascara brush over my lashes and used sheer gloss on my lips. I fluffed my curls and used a bit of moisturizer. I put gemstone bangles on my wrist and studs in my ears. I felt beautiful. I carried the flowers downstairs and then ate a light breakfast. The morning passed by fast. I finished my project and sent the last client email for the day. I glanced at the flowers. I had an idea. I wanted to surprise Damon with lunch. I checked my desk for the firm’s address. I found it written inside
of my notepad. Perfect. I knew a place that made great sandwiches. I left my office excited.
DAMON
Chapter Sixteen
I had a busy morning. The renovations will be finished in a few days. I had client calls and a conference call. I was scheduled to be on site for a restoration in New York next week. I’m glad Merissa said yes to the trip. I think she’ll be comfortable at my place. It’ll be her first trip to the city. I don’t want to overwhelm her with the tourist stuff. I’ll let her decide what she’d like to do. I planned an intimate dinner at my favorite restaurant. I know she’d like places where we can have privacy. Merissa was affectionate in public. I liked our intimate connection. I hoped she liked the flowers. I checked the flower shop’s website. I wanted to do more than the standard roses. I saw the bouquet in the romance special edition section. I thought they were perfect for her. I called the shop and asked to speak with Gwen. She wasn’t available but her assistant Lauryn was very helpful. I didn’t want a written card and needed them delivered first thing in the morning. I knew she’d be asleep. I wrote a short simple note. I didn’t write what I felt. I’ll look into her beautiful brown eyes and say how much I love her. It’s a new feeling for me. I’m passed the infatuation stage and playful nights with random women. Merissa was my dream woman and I wouldn’t mess up what we had. I’m not the type to call her because I did something nice. We have a routine. I give her space to be creative. I like when I come in from work and Merissa is there.
Her soft voice is what I need after a long day.
I heard a light knock on my office door.
I said come in but didn’t look up from my computer.
“I see you’ve been productive.” Olivia walked in.
I smiled. “When am I not?”
“Hey you could have lost your edge.”
“It’ll never come to that.”
I finished my notes and saved the document.
I stood. “I’ll give you a tour.”
Olivia followed me out of my office.
We talked about furniture placement. She liked the lighting and had to admit the first concept didn’t work well for the space. Olivia asked if I’ll keep my make-shift desk. I laughed because I had it rigged up crazy.
“I think this property was a wise business decision.”
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