by Berry, Kitty
Then Damian speaks, “You’re going to make me come in your mouth if you don’t stop right this second. Do you want to stop?” he franticly asks almost at the point where he’ll be unable to hold himself back. I don’t answer. I smirk, grasp him a little more firmly, move my hand a little faster up and down him from root to tip and suck faster and harder. It’s all the answer he needs.
“Oh, God baby, yes. Suck my cock just like that; you’re so fucking good at that. I can’t believe…Ahh…I’m fucking coming in your mouth. Yeah, here it comes baby. AHHHHHH” he hollers as I feel him spurt hot liquid into my mouth. I have to swallow before I gag but he keeps pumping more into my mouth. I swallow once, twice, three times to claim it all.
Damian finally starts to chuckle while he says, “Okay, okay, that’s enough. You can let it go now. God, that was really good. You’re sure you’ve never done that before?” He takes my hand away from his still firm erection.
“Yes, I’m sure. I must just be a natural” I boost.
“Yes, I guess you must be and I’m glad you’re all mine. Was it okay, I mean did you like it?”
“I have never felt anything like what you did to me. That was beyond words.”
“Yes, well, there’s a lot more where that came from. How did you like when I came in your mouth? You swallowed it all. Not all girls like to swallow.”
“I can’t explain it; I thought I would hate it. I was afraid I was going to gag or puke but once I was doing it I was just focusing on what it was doing to you. The look on your face, the way you were moaning was…I don’t know.”
“Like having control over me, do ya?” he teases.
“I don’t know, is that what it was, control?”
“Baby, let me just put it this way. In that moment when you had my cock in your mouth about to come, as hard as you were making me I would have done anything you wanted. You could have made me beg and call you Master.”
“Oh, really? Good to know for future reference.”
“You look very satisfied Miss Cooper” Damian smiles.
“Yes, are you? I didn’t know people could do that so many times in a row.”
“We’re just getting started baby. I believe you were the one who said something about until the sun came up and then starting all over again.”
Damian moves between my legs holding them farther apart then before. I look at his large erection and panic. “What’s wrong? You look like you’re about to flip out? Do you want to stop or take a break or talk? What do you need? Talk to me.”
“I’m afraid” I admit.
“Afraid of what, baby?”
“I’m afraid it’s going to hurt. You’re much um, bigger than…” Damian interrupts me, “Do not say his name right now and good, I’m glad I’m bigger. I hope he has a small fucking dick. He doesn’t deserve one at all.”
“Is it going to hurt do you think?”
“I think there’s a good chance that it will. I mean if you’re saying I’m bigger. I mean how much bigger? I’m not trying to be macho here. I’m truly asking for you. Just longer or thicker too?”
“Both, much thicker and longer. I tried not to look at him but I saw it sometimes and I’m scared that this is going to hurt. It’s been four years, what if I bleed again?”
“I’ll go slowly, I’ll be as gentle as I can and if it hurts too much you tell me to stop and I will. You’re not going to bleed but if you do, so what? Okay? ”
Damian’s hands are on both sides of my body close to my head. He leans down and kisses me on the mouth and our tongues meet as we both moan into the kiss. He pulls back and kisses my forehead then both of my eyes and I start to cry.
“You’re beautiful Sydney Cooper and I am going to make love to you now. I have to be inside you.” Damian pauses for a minute just hovering over me and staring into my eyes. He leans down once more and kisses away my tears then tells me to relax. Damian takes himself into his hand and places the head at my opening as he asks, “Ready?” He doesn’t wait for my answer before he pushes just the tip into me. “You okay?” I nod all wide eyed and petrified and Damian pushes into me a little more deeply. “Aww” I cry out.
“It hurts? Do you want me to stop?” he asks. I shake my head no. Damian kisses me to ease my tense body.
“More?” he is barely able to whisper through his clenched jaw, he’s holding back for me. I shake my head yes.
“Brace yourself; I’m going to put it all in now. This might hurt. I’m sorry.”
On his third thrust Damian pushes hard into me filling me with his whole erection and I gasp and lose my breath. My eyes fly wide open and lock with his. His eyes offer an apology for the pain then turn heated and filled with lust. He stills, allowing me time to get accustomed to the sweet feeling of complete fullness. He looks into my eyes and smiles a smile that lights up his electric blue eyes. His mouth is open and he is breathing hard.
“Sydney, fuck, your pussy feels amazing. You are so tight and wet” he gasps in sweet agony before he asks again if I’m okay.
“Yes, I’m fine. It feels full but in a good way. Hurts but good.”
“Baby, I have to move. Please tell me I can fuck you. I need to hear you say it. I need to know you want this as bad as I do right now. Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
“You can move, I want you, Day. I want you to fuck me.”
He moves slowly at first, pulling out almost the whole way then holding still and teasing me. “More? Ask if you want more.”
“More, please Damian. Put it back in, I want more.”
He slides all the way back in then asks, “Do you want me to do that again? Beg if you do. Then I need you to move your body with me, baby. Follow my rhythm.”
“Please do that again. It feels…” But before I can finish Damian starts to move, really move. In and out with his hips making circles, faster and faster. I try to meet him with every thrust but my body isn’t as skilled as his. I falter but he doesn’t stop, he keeps pumping into me and the whole time he is staring at me making me hold his gaze until he leans down and kisses me. He never stops the motion of his hips, using his hands on my hips to help me move with his body as his tongue enters my mouth. I feel him moan into me and then he bites my lip just slightly and that sensation returns to my body. Damian must feel it too because he moans and grunts louder as he picks up speed again. I raise my hips to meet his every thrust now and I begin to moan as I feel my body grow warm. I notice the sheen of sweat over Damian body, his chest and arms as well as over mine. I am feeling that sweet heat between my legs, the heat that will burn inside my body until he tells me I can release it. A shiver runs through his body and he kisses me again.
“I can feel your hot tight pussy getting wetter. You’re starting to feel warm aren’t you Sydney? Tell me, angel. You know what it means now; tell me what I’m doing to you.”
“You’re going to make me come again.” I amaze myself how quickly I’ve become able to talk dirty in bed.
“Not until I tell you that you can. Remember the control here is mine. You come when I tell you that you can. I want you to come with me this time so you’ll need to wait. Breathe and relax. Just a little bit more, you feel too good for me to want to come just yet.” Damian keeps up the hard fast pace and I am trying to fight off the desperate need to climax again. “When I come in your pussy it’ll be mine, only mine. Forget about before, it’s only me now. It’s only mine. Forever.” Damian thrusts harder. “Fuck. I’m. Going. To. Come. Sydney, come now, come with me baby. Tell me your pussy is mine” he pants with each deep hard thrust of his exploding body and I shatter around him as I yell his name.
“Damian, it’s yours. It’s all yours; I’m all yours, Damian. Yours.”
I feel the burning hot rush of his semen as he explodes into me. He comes for a long time, spurting over and over as he thrashes into me emptying himself. All the while he is kissing and licking my neck and whispering in my ear, “All mine. You are all mine.”
His breathing sl
ows and Damian leans up and says, “I’m going to pull out now, this may hurt a little.”
“Ooh” I wince as he slides out of me while kissing my nose.
“I hurt you didn’t I? I’m sorry I was too rough. I just couldn’t control myself.”
“No, I mean yes it hurts but in a good way.”
“Yeah? You’re okay? That was a big step for you. Did you like it? Thank you for letting it be with me.”
“I’m glad it was with you. I’m serious Damian. I have never considered doing this with anyone else. I never thought I’d be able to have sex until I met you. With you I wasn’t scared.”
“I’m glad I met you” he says as he kisses my check and rolls off of me pulling me to my side so he can spoon around my back.
“You need to sleep now baby. You’re spent and you’re going to need your energy for round two. Sleeping naked, I should warn you, you will probably wake up with me inside of you. You okay with that?” he teases. But I am already asleep naked in the arms of his naked body.
Chapter 12
The next morning I awake to find Damian true to his warning and inside me. I startle awake at the moment of penetration, still sore from the activities of a few hours prior. “Mmm…what are you doing, Mr. Stone?” I playfully ask getting accustomed to the feeling of fullness once again, funny how fast that has happened.
“I’m a man of my word, Miss Cooper. When I say I’m going to do something I do it and I warned you before you fell asleep that your chances of waking up in this manner were very high. Your pussy is like a vice and my dick’s a masochist. He demanded to be back inside you at once, he scares me so I always do as he says” Damian teases as he leisurely glides in and out of my body at an extremely slow and agonizing pace making me want to scream out for more.
“Like father, like son. Is that what you’re going with?” I ask still being tortured with the slow in and out movement, rocking my hips along with him.
“You haven’t even met my father yet. Do you really think it’s appropriate to call him a masochist?”
“Oh, no. I wasn’t. I didn’t mean…” He interrupts me while still killing me slowly with the thrusts of his hips, “Calm down, I know you meant me but I’m not a masochist, either, Sydney. A masochist depends on someone’s suffering, humiliation or pain for their own sexual gratification and I think I proved to you last night that I was more than sexually gratified and I don’t believe that I caused you any suffering, pain or humiliation during those four orgasms I gave you. I’m I right?” he asks as he pushes just a little bit deeper and faster. In this position with him behind me it’s much deeper than last night.
“No, you’re right. I enjoyed every minute of it. Ahh” I moan as he bends my leg at the knee and gently lifts it into his hand all the while picking up the pace with each thrust. I can feel him all the way to my womb in this position. I feel stretched, sore and full but it’s a feeling I already desire.
“Now stop talking and enjoy it again. I want to start every day from now on feeling you come around me. Feel this right here?” he asks as he drags the head of his penis over my G-spot. “Ahh…yes” I breathe.
“Mmm…good isn’t it?”
“Yes, more” I plead.
He kisses and licks my neck then moves behind my ear before taking my ear lobe into his teeth. He’s pumping fast and hard now and almost whimpering with his efforts. “You are so fucking wet. I didn’t even have to get you ready; you were waiting for me to fuck you even while you were asleep.”
“Oh, God Damian. Please it feels…Argh!”
“I know it does baby. Now relax. That’s my good girl. Give it up for me. Let me feel you come again, I can’t get enough of it.”
And from those authoritative words of command and his incessant pumping against my G-spot I come hard and fast. My internal muscles clench tight around him forcing him to his own release within seconds of my undoing.
“Yeah…Fuck, yeah. Your pussy is so fucking tight. I’m going to fucking come right inside you. Oh, baby. Tell me you feel me coming” he orders and I oblige.
“Oh, I do, I feel it. It’s so hot and it makes me wet.”
“That’s my kinky girl. I love that you’re starting to talk dirty to me already.”
Damian doesn’t pull out after he comes. He stays inside of me and just lays behind me, keeping my body pulled tightly and firmly to his own. He inhales my hair and kisses my neck and ear for a long time. I must fall back to sleep because the next thing I know I awake from my sex induced stupor to find Damian on top of me, inside me again, like a man stranded in the desert unable to quench his thirst. I notice the clock and almost, just almost, I’m not an idiot, pull away from his sweet embrace and jump from the bed. We need to be at Megan’s in two hours.
“Damian, we need to get up. We need to be at Megan’s in two hours. I have to get my plans together and …”
He cuts me off, “First you need a shower and so do I. I believe in conserving water so I think it best if you shower with me” he says in that young boy voice he uses when being playful, the one I love to hear.
“Something tells me if we go into a shower together neither one of us will be clean going in or coming out.”
“Are you saying you want to get dirty in the shower with me darling, because that can be arranged?”
“No, I’m saying I really need to get ready for this appointment and I think I’d better go downstairs to get ready.”
“Not gonna happen” he says as he slides out of me, climbs off the bed and picks me up. He carries me into his bathroom.
His master bathroom is a stunning space of modern design. It is large and open with a monochromatic color palette. A chandelier hanging in the center of the room elevates the space as does the wall made of rough, raw stone above the vanity and along one wall of the wet room that unifies the two connected spaces. The custom trough sink and wall-mounted faucets heighten the spa ambience that I am sure Alex created for Damian. A freestanding tub with an in-line heater sits in a drained fiberglass pan filled with river rocks. The wood-textured, porcelain-tile floor follows the gentle curve of the tub and rock path.
He places me down on the gray heated concrete floors and tells me he’ll give me some privacy before our shower. He leaves me in his bathroom and I quickly try to take care of business but I’m afraid to pee, I’m afraid it’s going to burn. When I am finally able to relax enough to go I learn that I was right, it does burn, it burns from the use this part of my body has finally been allowed.
By the time I’m flushing the toilet Damian is back. He leads me to the sink and hands me a toothbrush. I wash my hands and we brush our teeth side by side before he escorts me into the wet room.
Damian kisses me and says, “Mmm minty fresh. I like.”
He turns the shower heads on and slides under the spray. Damian Stone naked and wet is a sight that should be had by all…DEAR GOD! I have just spent the night having sex with this man and I’m staring at him like I have never seen him before.
His arms are firm and strong and as he lifts them to run them through his now wet hair I watch as they bulge and flex. His shoulders are broad and that tattoo on his shoulder is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. “What’s that a tattoo of?” I ask because I am so attracted to it I might just reach out with my tongue and taste it.
“It’s a symbol that means power. It’s the symbol that we use to represent The Society. Why? Do you like it?”
“Yes, it’s very sexy. I find myself drawn to it for some reason.”
“Into ink are you?” he teases as he pulls me under the water with him. “Good to know, might just have to cover myself in it then.”
Within seconds he has me against his body and is kissing me under the water. His tongue finds mine and we kiss while our hands begin to run over each other’s wet bodies. My stomach plummets to my feet as I feel him licking my lips, my mouth. He only breaks away from our kiss to fall to his knees while pushing me against the wall and he buries his face in
between my legs. The water is raining down on his neck and shoulders, his hair is wet and making water run into his face. He raises my right leg onto his shoulder and begins to suck on my sex. He begins to make agonizingly slow circles around my clitoris with his tongue and I’m sure that I am going to fall to the ground.
“Oh, Damian, please. I can’t. Not standing up” I beg.
“Mmmm” Damian moans into my body. He continues to lap at me, making long swipes up and down my slit with his tongue, each swipe pushing me closer into a shattering orgasm. I can feel the building growing in the pit of my belly, his moans pushing me closer to the edge.