Page 83 of Call You Mine

However, just before I feel him on the edge of coming apart, I release him, tightening my palm around his balls.

“Fuck,” he growls, slamming his head back against the headboard.

“I may have promised my brother and Scarlett that we would spend the day with Caeli so they could have a moment alone to nest.”

“What the hell, babe?” he says without lifting his head. “You really have to talk about your brother with your hand around my balls and my cock in your mouth.”

“Don’t be a dick, Damon.”

“Better yet, put your lips back around my dick, Princess.” His hands slide through my hair, currently fanned out over his thighs, and tug, making me look up at him and keep eye contact while I suck him off. Wrapping my hand around the base of his cock, I move faster, working him harder with my hand and my tongue over his tip. The piercing feels so good against my tongue, a cool feeling against the heat inside my mouth. I hear him pant again, so I wrap my lips back around him, taking all of him until I feel him at the back of my throat. He tenses, his pleasure begging to be released, yet he doesn’t let go. “What are we supposed to do? And don’t you dare say we’re having a sleepover. Ain’t no way I’m going to fuck you with a kid in the next room.”

“What about when we have kids? Are you not planning on fucking me if they’re sleeping next door?”

I feel his body immediately go rigid and I think about prolonging his misery, but I can’t help but start laughing at the look of terror on his face. “I’m fucking with you, baby. This body is too damn hot to think about getting pregnant. I mean, Scarlett is gorgeous, but she’s at the peak of her pregnancy. The glowing stage. In the next month or so, her feet are going to swell. It won’t be pretty.”

“Can we stop talking about them and instead put my cock back in your mouth so I can come down your throat and then come inside of your sweet little cunt?”

“Hmm, keep talking dirty to me.” I push his legs further apart and move my mouth faster and faster until I can hear him panting fervently. He swears, his pleasure so close to erupting in a wave of ecstasy.

“Disneyland,” I say just as he screams my name.

“Fuck,” he cries out, his body convulsing as his hot cum shoots down my throat in a stream of pleasure. I swallow it all, nearly choking from how fast it’s coming out, but I pull through, enjoying every minute of watching him come apart in front of me. Because of me.

I release him and am about to climb off, but he grabs me under my arms and hauls me up so that I’m sitting on his stomach, my wetness coating his beautiful abs. He grabs my hips, and without warning, lifts me just before he slams me back down onto his cock. It fills me completely in one move, and I cry out in pleasure. He’s so fucking big, but I’m so wet he slides in so easily.

“Goddammit Wyn, you feel so perfect, baby. So tight, so fucking eager. I can already feel you tightening around me, eager to pump me yet again.”

“Yes, fuck. I’m so wet. Please, Damon, I need to come.”

“Oh, not so fast, baby. You just told me you agreed to me taking you and your niece to fucking Disneyland. You came in here with a plan. Got on your knees for me and tried to manipulate me to get what you wanted. You’re going to be punished for being such a sneaky, naughty girl.”

My voice comes out so heady. “Yes, please punish me, Damon. I need to be punished. Spank me, choke me, tie me up and do as you please. But fuck, please make me come.”

Damon moves faster, thrusting in and out of me in sync with the speed of my moans. I’m so close, so ready to come, and I can feel he’s ready to go once again. My man’s got fucking stamina.

My body shakes as the sensation floods through me. The feel of his hands on my hips, his cock filling me entirely. It’s almost painful how big he is. And his piercing fuck, I can feel it hitting my most sensitive spot.

Damon’s hands find the back of my head and he pulls me in for an erotic kiss, our tongues dancing to the beat of his thrusts, his teeth rasping against mine as he intensifies the kiss. His free hand trails down my spine, his fingers digging into my ass and pushing me deeper down on him making me scream ferociously as my orgasm slams into me.

I’m shaking, the aftershocks of my intense pleasure hitting me just as hard, but just when I think he’s finished, he rolls me beneath him, hooking my legs up in his arms as he pulls me to his mouth. Hot, heady lips come down on me, his tongue lapping back and forth, sucking on my clit piercing, and eliciting yet another wave of arousal that nearly takes me out.

I grip his hair in between my fingers, tugging him closer to me. “Oh fuck, Damon. God your mouth, it’s fucking heaven.”

“This is what you do to me, Wynter. You drive me fucking crazy. Make me agree to some stupid shit I would never do. All because of this right here,” he says, shoving his tongue inside of me and bringing me to the edge of yet another orgasm. “This pussy, my pussy. You’re so fucking beautiful, delectable, addictive. You Wynter Servite are going to be the death of me.”

“Isthis your first time at Disneyland?” I ask, immediately regretting it when his body grows tense. Of course it’s his first time. When else would he have had the chance to come? His mother died when he was six. He grew up in a foster home pretty much his entire life. There’s no point in time where a trip to Disneyland would have ever made sense. “I’m sorry, I…”

I say, but he interrupts me.

“It’s not my scene,” he says, though the sight before me would say otherwise.

Of course, I had to go all out, taking advantage of the fact he’d said yes. Not that I gave him much of a chance to turn me down. I was indeed quite convincing. We spent another two hours in bed until he felt he was truly and thoroughly convinced it was a good idea. I was exhausted but after the second time Caeli tried to Facetime me because she couldn’t contain her excitement, we got out of bed and headed over to pick her up.

Given we were less than an hour away from the park—without traffic, of course—we arrived at their house about nine in the morning, giving us plenty of time to get into the park by ten thirty am. The moment we stepped through the front gates, I immediately ran to the gift shops on Main Street and bought us each a new outfit. Caeli already looked adorable in her Snow White inspired outfit—blue denim shorts, a yellow top with puffy sleeves—so I just bought her a pair of red Minnie Ears to complete her look.

I of course went for Caeli’s favorite, a light blue Elsa themed crop top to wear with my white denim shorts, and a pair of Elsa Ears. After searching the entire men’s selection of t-shirts, there was really only one option for my man.

It was perfect.

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