by Shell, C.
Clambering on top of me his cock grinds against my slit and I whimper as my girly bits throb in delight. I need him inside me like I need air to breathe. "Please...Daemon," I beg.
"I want to take this slow and easy, baby," Daemon whispers against my neck.
Crawling down my body, he begins licking and nibbling the globes of my breasts. My nipples harden, ache, and beg for attention. Smiling against my skin, he flicks his tongue across my nipple and takes it into his mouth, sucking on it greedily.
"Mmm," I hum in satisfaction. His tongue is almost as talented as his magical fingers.
As his mouth keeps up its expert assault, I writher against the bed and make sounds I never knew were possible. Curling my hands into the back of his silky hair, I pull his face up and attack his mouth. The kiss is long, lazy and perfect. Pulling away, he looms over me and studies my face. Through the comfortable silence we stare at each other, our heavy breathing the only sounds surrounding us.
"You are so beautiful, my sweet Kelly," he says softly. The loving words take me by complete surprise and warms me all over. Just when I think I have him figured out he goes and manages to surprise me all over again.
"Make love to me Daemon. Show me what I've been missing," I whisper against his chest.
Locking his lust filled eyes with mine; he moves a hand down between my thighs and swipes a finger through my folds. "Damn I love seeing you so wet for me baby," he praises.
Letting out a happy sigh, my core is tightens and clamps down on him as he begins pumping a finger in and out of my slippery folds.
My hips rock back and forth on their own accord, meeting his hand thrust for thrust. Adding another finger, he swirls them around while rubbing his thumb rhythmically over my throbbing clit. I moan out loudly with need as my breathing turns choppy and winded.
"Are you enjoying that baby? Do you like me finger fucking that gorgeous pussy of yours?" he rasps against my ear.
I smile. His words send me higher and yet my orgasm stays just beyond reach, taunting me, "More...Daemon," I pant, pushing against his fingers, trying to find more friction. "I need to come," I mewl.
Shifting his body, he dips his head down between my legs and roughly swipes his tongue over my tight bundle of nerves... one...two...three times. The sensation pushed me over. My body convulses and clamps down hard around his pumping fingers. IBiting down on my bottom lip to keep from screaming out, I claw at his back and hold on for dear life as I ride out a blissful orgasm.
I can faintly hear the tearing of a foil packet, as my mind slowly comes back to itself. Before I have a time to react or prepare, Daemon is on me, wrapping my legs around his waist as he slowly feeds me his cock, one inch at a time. Panting impatiently, I shift my hips allowing him easier access, until he is fully seated and sheathed to the hilt. I have never been stretched to such capacity and exquisitely full as I am right now. The feeling is both amazing and terrifying at the same time.
As if sensing my near panic, Daemon begins strumming small circles around my swollen clit. His fingers skillfully stimulate and relax me as my arousal takes me over. Groaning with need, my hips start moving, seeking more. Taking my cue he begins thrusting into me over and over. Flexing and swirling his hips as he grinds down on me, my body feels sensations I never knew were possible.
Opening my eyes, I trail my hand over his face. He is truly a remarkably beautiful man. The fact that he wants me, the good and the bad, makes my heart beat a wild and uncontrollable rhythm.
Picking up speed he slams into me over and over while tweaking and massaging my overly sensitized nipples. The sensations are all too much. I can feel the pressure building to a crescendo again and I know this time it will break me in a million different pieces.
"Cum for me, Tulip," Daemon demands.
While slamming into me with force, Daemon bites down on my shoulder and my world shatters. I climax relentlessly around him and scream out his name as he swells and explodes inside of me.
Falling back against the bed, his arms circle around my waist and pull me up against his chest. "Fuck baby, that was amazing. Better then I imagined," he murmurs, closing his eyes and playing with a few tendrils of my hair.
"Hmmm," I respond sleepily. "So you have imagined what it would be like to have sex with me?" I ask intrigued.
"More then you know," he answers with a slight chuckle. Getting up he goes into the bathroom and disposes the condom before climbing back to bed and cuddling up against me.
"Daemon, I need you to promise me something," I murmur as sleep begins to take me over.
I feel his body stiffen against mine and I am sure all sorts of thoughts are now running through his head. "It is not that bad," I say laying my head against his chest and listening to the steady beat of his heart.
"Promise me that no matter what happens, good or bad, you will always tell me the truth. I can deal with a lot of shit in life, but I hate lies. They ruin everything they touch and I need to know that I can always trust you to tell me the truth."
"Always, my Tulip," he says turning me in towards him and kissing me deeply. "I always protect what is mine, and baby you are completely mine. Now and forever."
Chapter 9
I cannot remember ever being awoken to breakfast in bed before. Staring down at the perfectly cooked bacon, eggs, and toast, my eyes begin to pool with emotion. This is the most amazingly generous thing anyone has ever done for me. I can't help wishing I had gotten up early enough to watch him cook. There is something extremely sexy about a man who knows his way around a kitchen.
"You do realize I already agreed to continue having sex with you, right?" I tease. "You don't need to keep trying to bribe your way into my panties."
I try and suppress my grin, but the scowl on his face is too much and I erupt with laughter. I successfully duck to the left as a pillow comes flying towards my head, missing me by mere inches and setting me off another round of laughs.
I could get used to playful Daemon.
Spooning a fork full of eggs into my mouth, I moan in delight. "Daemon, these are amazing," I say around a mouthful of food. Taking a sip of hot coffee, I stare up at him in shock and awe.
"Where did you learn to cook?"
Sitting down beside me on the bed, he leans up against my headboard with an almost pained look across his face. I can tell he is lost in thought, so I continue to eat and don't push him. I want him to open up to me, but want him to do it on his own time.
After several long moments, he begins to speak and I can't help but notice how sad and far away his voice sounds. "Trey and I didn't always end up in the best foster homes growing up, but we at least always had each other. I taught myself how to cook at an early age so that we never had to rely on any of them to feed us. It was a purely survival move, but after a while I learned to love cooking as I became more accustomed to it."
My heart breaks hearing his story and imagining the tough situations he and Trey have had to endure. I cup his face in my hands and kiss him softly on the lips. "I am sorry you both had to go through any of that. You are so amazing and strong. Trey was very lucky to have you as his big brother." I say softly.
He gazes back at me, his expression warm. Burying his face into my hair, he takes a deep breath and nuzzles my neck.
"What do you want to do today?" He asks trailing a finger lazily up my inner thigh. My body responds immediately, opening up and begging him to take me again. My internal hussy is definitely in charge now.
"I think I should take a shower," I purr, putting my plate of food on the table beside me and climbing out of bed. I wiggle my ass as I walk towards the bathroom, taunting him as I go. Turning on the shower, I make haste to brush my teeth and do my best to comb through the ratty tangles in my hair. As the room begins to steam up, I open the door and go find Daemon who is still perched on my bed, staring up at a picture hung on my wall.
It is of Gary and me on Graduation day. It is one of the few photos I still have, but considering that was my
special day also, I never saw a reason to get rid of it. His face is looks worrisome as he studies it. I am sure I would feel the same if I had to look at a photo of him and an ex that he was serious with.
"Want to join me in here?" I ask seductively, standing naked with nothing on but a smirk.
His breath hitches. The atmosphere between us shifts and before I can utter another word he is off the bed and stalking towards me. Scooping me up in his arms he walks us back into the steamy bathroom before placing me back on my feet. I make quick work to undress him, stroking and exploring every inch of his body as I go.
Stepping into the shower, I pull him in after me as the warm water cascades down around us. Soft lips brush across my shoulders, leaving tingly kisses in their wake. Turning around, I drop to my knees in front of him and steal a look up at him under my lashes. I have only given oral a few times, but I want to do this for him. I want to be in control of the ride this time and give him as much pleasure as he gave me last night.
"You are so beautiful," he says, stroking a finger across my cheek.
Smiling, I touch him. Taking his cock in my hand I slowly stroke him up and down until he is hard and pulsating in my hand. I lean forward and kiss the tip of his cock, causing it to jump and Daemon to curse wildly.
"Easy Tulip," he rasps through clenched teeth. "Seeing you down on your knees and touching me is almost more than I can handle."
I lean forward once more and take him in my mouth. His skin is velvety smooth, warm, and yet so hard and unyielding. I swirl my tongue around the tip, then grab hold of the base tightly and take him in all the way until he nudges at the back of my throat. My gag reflex kicks in and I slowly pull back and readjust the angle.
His hips rock steadily, pushing himself in and out of my swollen lips. I tease him with my mouth and tongue as his hands tangle in my hair, holding me tight against him. I feel him tensing and know that he is not far from cumming. The thought of him filling my mouth has me excited.
"Fuck, Kelly," he pants. "I am so damn close. Unless you want me to cum in that pretty mouth of yours, you need to pull away." Not happening. I swallow and lick my lips as his gaze travels down to my mouth. The desire reflected in his eyes warms me all over.
Speeding up, I mouthed his hardness and slide my lips all the way down to his root. Running my finger nail over his perineum, he lets out a chant of curses then erupts in my mouth, flooding me with his salty seed.
Pulling me to my feet, he wraps his hand around the back of my neck and pulls me up towards him. His lips find mine, eating at them hungrily as our tongues tangle together wildly. I sigh happily. I cannot remember the last time I felt this content and sated.
We finish our shower together but not before Daemon pulls not one but two orgasms from my depleted body. As I start to get dressed I realize Daemon does not have any other clothes with him except what he showed up in yesterday.
"Umm..., do you need to go home and get changed?" I ask turning towards him as I pull on a light blue t-shirt dress and brown wedge sandals.
"No need," he says planting a small kiss on my forehead. "Trey is on his way over with a bag of clothes and my toiletries."
"Oh..." I say shocked and a bit embarrassed. I knew we would have to tell our friends and family about us at some point, I just never imagined doing it so soon. If Trey already knows then I am sure Sasha will also know before the day is through.
"I don't mind our friends and those close to us knowing about us. We just need to keep this under-wrap until your building is designed and you are no longer under contract with my firm," I breathe, wanting to get everything out in the open.
"I thought we should take out a billboard and post it for the world to see, Ms. Dawson." he chides, his tone dripping in sarcasm.
"Asshat," I shoot back, giving him a wink. Our playful banter ends as quick as it began with the sound of the doorbell.
"I'll get it," Daemon calls out jumping up from his chair and striding towards the front door. Knowing it is probably for him, I stay in my seat and daydream about all the many ways we can fill up the day. My dreams are instantly shattered with the sound of Sasha's voice trailing behind Trey's. Calling out my name loudly she stomps through the house in search for me.
So much for a quiet day...
Chapter 10
Sprinting through my office door with less than a minute to spare, I throw down my bags and sink into my desk chair with a loud sigh. I never thought in a million years that when Daemon told Trey to bring him some clothes, he meant for the rest of the weekend.
Not that I am complaining. I mean what hot blooded woman turns away the chance to spend a whole weekend beneath a gorgeous man. I just feel like once again we are moving a bit fast and might be rushing into things. When I mentioned this to Daemon over breakfast, he got all kinds of broody. I was not trying to hurt his feelings, but after he left this morning without saying a word or giving me a kiss good-bye, I got the impression that is exactly what I have done.
Checking the clock on my computer I groan with the realization that I only have twenty minutes until my scheduled meeting with said pissed off man to finalize the plans on his building design plans.
Gathering up all of my notes and papers together, I hit the intercom button on my desk phone and ask Charity to please come into my office. When my door opens ten minutes later and she comes flouncing in, I all but fall over at the sight in front of me. Charity is dressed to the nine's in a beautiful crème colored Channel dress with matching six inch heeled sling back shoes. She looks utterly amazing and well put together. Since I have worked here I have never seen her in anything, but dresses that look cheap, and leaving nothing to the imagination.
My curiosity gets the best of me, and I can't help but address the elephant in the room. "Charity you look beautiful today. What is the special occasion, doll?" I ask in my sweetest voice.
Giggling she smoothes her hands down the front of her dress and looks around the room before leaning over my desk and whispering, "I heard that sexy rich guy Mr. Scott would be coming in this morning and wanted to look my best. If this outfit does not catch his attention, nothing will." She adds with a wink.
I swear I think I just threw up a little in my mouth. Fighting down the green monster that is itching to let loose and scream at her to keep her filthy money hungry hands of my man, I take a sip of my coffee and count to ten. Knowing I have to say something soon or she will think I am hiding something, I grab the papers off of my desk and thrust them towards her.
"I need you to go and make two copies of all of these, please. I need them back to me before Mr. Scott arrives." I am amazed at how even my voice comes across considering the tsunami of rage building within me.
"Sure thing, boss," she replies, gripping the papers and heading back towards her desk.
I have got to get my shit together and fast or everyone in this damn office will know my secret by the end of the day. Taking a deep and calming breath, I grab my phone and send Tony and Sasha a quick text telling them the latest. I laugh imagining what their faces will look like when they read that Charity is now after Daemon.
Two weeks into her job as my secretary, Charity went after Tony. To say the girl is relentless is putting it mildly. She hounded poor Tony for weeks. She even went as far as stealing his phone number out of my cell phone and showing up at his work with lunch for the two of them. I thought he was going to have to get a restraining order, but in the end she found another rich man to stalk and Tony was long forgotten.
I hope she does not try that shit again with my Daemon. It would make us being together without everyone else knowing about us practically impossible. Holly hell, I just called him, my Daemon... technically, I guess he kind of is mine.
I need to thing about something else before my mood plummets and I turn into a raging bitch. Pulling out my files and getting all the paper work that needs to be signed ready, I hear my desk phone buzz. Before I can even hit the intercom button, Charity strides into my room s
haking everything God gave her, with Daemon in tow. She is smiling so big I am afraid her face might crack.
"You can sit here, Mr. Scott," she purrs, patting the back of the chair in front of my desk. Daemon gives her a curt nod and takes a seat. Since the moment he has strolled into my office his eyes have not left my own. I was not sure how things would be between us since we had such a rocky start this morning, but seeing the desire lurking in the back of his eyes, eases my mind and I know without a doubt we are fine.
Realizing Charity has yet to leave my office, I give her a stern look. "That will be all for now. Thank you Charity." I swear if she does not hurry up and leave my office I will not be held responsible for my actions.
Trailing a finger over the top of Daemon's hand, she giggles.
"Here are the papers you requested Kelly," she says leaning over my desk as she can as she hands them to me. I glance up noticing her ass is now practically right in front of Daemon's face. Turning she gives him a sly smile and heads back to her desk.
I go to speak, but nothing is coming out. I cannot believe the gall of that girl! My internal hussy looks like a nun compared to her brashness.
As if reading my thoughts, Daemon chuckles. The asshat actually laughs! "I like seeing you green. It is a good color on you."
"Shut up", I say with more bite than I actually feel. "You realize that she has her eyes set on you and she does not give up easily. Ask Tony. She is hell on wheels when she sees something she wants and right now she wants you," I huff, irritated and on edge.
Trying to hide his grin, Daemon gets up and walks over to my office door. I glance up at him and he holds my gaze while clicking the lock. "What do you think you are doing?" I loud whisper as my heart rate increases.
Ignoring my near panic he strolls towards me and plucks me out of my chair and up onto my desk facing him. "She can try all she likes; I only have eyes for you. Now stop all this jealous shit and kiss me."