Page 63 of I'm Not in Love (I Promise)

His finger glides along my slit, stopping and circling my clit until I buck my hips. “You’re so wet.” He pops his finger into his mouth and sucks. “I’ve been thinking about your delicious cunt every damn day.”

“Oh, God,” I moan. My entire body’s attuned to his touch. Alive and on fire.

“Be a good girl and spread wide for me.” He groans as he buries his face in my pussy and presses his tongue against my clit. “Fuck, Blake, you taste so fucking good.”

He sucks my clit and flicks with his tongue, starting slow and matching the rhythm of my hips as I grind against him. I know I’m completely drenching his face, but I don’t care. It feels too good to care about anything else.

He slips a finger inside, pumping like he’s fucking me. “Damon, I’m close… Please, don’t stop.” He clamps down, sucking my clit and my orgasms barrels through me. I hold his head in place, my nails digging into his scalp as I ride it out. “Oh my God… That was—that was… I don’t even know,” I say, panting hard.

When I release his hair, he stays put, tasting every last drip of my juices. “Fucking incredible,” he says, kissing up my body. “I could live my entire life between your legs.”

My eyes grow heavy as he climbs beside me, laying on his back. He pulls me into him, and I rest my head against his beating heart. “I don’t know if I could handle that. I’d probably black out.”

“Should we test that theory today?”

I kiss his chest and sit up slightly. “I think Falin would break the door down.”

She most definitely would. Nothing will get between her and executing her birthday plans. Not even Damon.

I trail my hand along his torso and slip it under the waistband of his pants, teasing the base of his cock. “Blake.”

With a smile, I nuzzle and kiss the crook of his neck, basking in the way his body tightens and voice cracks. “Damon.”

I tighten my palm around his length and stroke slowly from base to tip, drinking in the sharp intake of breath from his lips. “Baby, you don’t have to—” My thumb circles his tip, gathering the moisture and spreading it lower. His arms tighten around me and he raises his hips into my hand. “Fuck… come here.”

Smiling, I pull my shirt up and off and straddle him. I love getting my way. He pulls his pants down and shifts me, lining his cock up with my entrance. The way his fingers dig into my hips, moving me exactly where he wants me, like he’s a desperate man. God, I can’t take another second without him inside me.

“Use my cock. Ride me until you come.” He guides his cock inside me, and I get adjusted to his size, inch by full inch, until I’m fully seated on him. “That’s it. Fuck, you feel so good like this.”

I roll my hips, angling my pelvis so my clit rubs against him. “Yes… feels so good.” He sucks my breast, nibbling my nipple until it aches. I feed him the other one, loving the delicious sting of his teeth while I shamelessly ride his cock. I use him, just like he told me to, chasing my orgasm fast and rough. There’s nothing sweet about it. It’s raw and primal. Our skin sliding against each other, the groans that escape our lips, the bite of fingers and teeth.

I think I hear banging on the door, but it sounds far away. We’re a vacuum, a bubble. There’s only us and the pleasure we chase. “I’m close… Oh, God.”

Damon pushes his hips up, pumping into me. He’s so deep, I swear I can feel him in my chest. “You’re gonna be so full of my cum that it’ll drip out of you all damn day. You want that, baby?”

“Yes, please. Come in me.” The image of his cum dripping down my legs fills my mind and I lose control. My entire body shudders and squeezes as I come, screaming his name. Damon’sgrip on my hips tightens and he lifts me up and down on his cock before groaning and holding me down.

His jaw tenses and his eyes clamp shut as he comes inside me. “Fuck, Blake… Jesus Christ.”

Collapsing against his chest, with my ear to his racing heart, I’m so damn elated I could burst. I’m drunk on him. I’ll never get enough of the way he looks when he comes. Or how he responds to my touch, to being inside me. It’s addictive and I’m afraid that he’s changing me. I’ve never felt this out of control before but I’m too far gone.

“Same.” I let out a laugh against him and toy with the locket around my neck. “This is the best birthday I’ve ever had and it’s only 10 AM.”

“I’m glad. You deserve the best always.” Warmth spreads through my chest as we lay in peaceful silence. That is, until Falin bangs on the door again.

“Are you two done? It sounds like you are. We made breakfast and it’s getting cold.”

“We should probably go out there,” I say. My cheeks heat knowing they all heard exactly what was going on in here. Falin’s going to tease the crap out of me.

“You sure? You only came twice. I think you have one more in you.” He slides his hand across my chest and between my legs where I’m dripping wet, pushing a finger inside. “I’m keeping this cum in there as long as possible.”

That’s so damn hot.

“Blake Alexandra, get your sexy ass out here!” Falin yells.

Damon sighs and brushes a kiss across my lips. “Is she always like this?”

With a wide grin I say, “Yup. Unless she’s drunk, then she’s even louder.”

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