Page 46 of I'm Not in Love (I Promise)

He pulls his shirt off and tosses it to the floor, then yanks mine off too. His chest is covered in tattoos but he moves so quickly, I can’t take them in, other than the skeletal spider and webbing across his neck. While he steps out of his pants he motions to my underwear and says, “Off.”

I push away the quick wave of vulnerability and focus on the way this man wants to worship at my feet. He can give two shitsabout my belly rolls, or my heavy natural tits. I can see it in the way he looks at me. He loves what he sees.

Reaching out to feel his chest, rubbing my palms over the ridges of his abs, I pull him closer. His voice shakes slightly as he says my name. “Blake, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

He slides his hands from my waist up to cup my tits and brush my nipples with the pads of his thumbs. They’re so sensitive to his touch that it almost hurts. My head falls back as I offer him more. My body is his to do what he pleases.

He drags his hand up past my collarbone to grip my neck. “I love the way your pulse races for me.”

Our lips meet again, this time slower, like we’re savoring every second. My skin’s electric with every pass of our tongues. I can’t take it. He’s denied me before. I’m worried that he’s doing it again. “Please, Damon. I need you.”

“Come to the edge of the bed and turn around.” I back up so I’m on my hands and knees, against the edge of the bed. My nipples brush the bedding and I swear I’m so wet I’m dripping.

Damon surprises me by spreading my cheeks and devouring my pussy. He slides his tongue through my folds and sucks my clit until I’m so close to exploding, I could scream. His tongue flicks and circles me, bringing me higher and higher, and just when I’m about to come he pulls away and slams his cock inside me.

“You’ll come around my cock. Now be a good girl and take every inch I give you.” His hand grips my hair and pulls while I adjust my position. He slides out, leaving me desperately empty, before slamming back in. It feels like sweet agony. He’s so thick, I’m being split in two.

“It’s too big,” I say as he yanks my hair back, forcing me to arch. “Oh God, I can’t.”

“You can and you will.” He slaps my ass cheek hard and pushes deeper. With each inch, I adjust to his size and we start to move together. “Just like that, take it. Such a perfect slut.”

The sound of our skin slapping together and the groans slipping from our lips is nothing short of erotic. I’m so wet, I can hear his cock sliding in and out as he massages my ass cheeks and slaps them together. The fullness and pleasure is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

He moves his hand to my throat and adds pressure, squeezing the sides with each pump. “Oh, my God.”

“Rub your clit, baby. Come around my cock.” I’m already so close, one touch will bring me to the edge. I reach underneath my body and gasp against the blanket when my finger finds my clit. A few circles on the swollen bud and I feel my pussy spasm. “That’s it. Come for me, Blake.”

As soon as the words leave Damon’s lips, I lose myself, shuddering while he pounds into me. I think I scream his name, but I can’t be sure because I nearly black out. As I’m riding out my orgasm, Damon grabs my waist and lifts me, flipping me onto my back. My eyes are half closed, but I watch him—the way he moves, how he commands my body. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted.

I spread my legs wide, as he grabs each of them, resting them on his shoulders. “Keep playing with your clit.”

I can’t. I’m too sensitive.

He’s waiting for me to listen, though. His cock lined up at my entrance. And I want him. Need him inside me again. I reach down and rub myself, instantly moaning, and he finally pushes into me. The stretch of him with this angle is… I have no words. “That’s my girl. Just like that. Make yourself come again.”

It’s hard to keep my eyes open but I want to watch him. His concentrated look, the pure bliss in his eyes. It’s so hot. But I’mclimbing again, chasing another orgasm I didn’t even realize I could have.

Damon’s thrusts are erratic, slower then faster. He pulls out to slam back in. “Shit, Blake… I’m coming. Come with me.”

He starts to pull out and I don’t know what comes over me, but I grab his ass and hold him inside me. Not only that, but I rock against him, fast and hard. “Come inside me. Fill me up.”

“Fuck,” he groans and I see a moment of doubt cross his face, before he grips my thighs and meets me thrust for thrust. “You want my cum, Blake? Such a good little slut. Oh… fuuuck.”

“Oh, my God,” I moan, completely breathless. His fingertips bite into me so hard they’ll bruise as he pumps again. He grazes his teeth along the skin of my thigh and groans.

“That’s right, milk my cock.” We shudder as we come together, Damon calling my name while he spills inside me.

I’m completely out of breath and hypersensitive. Like I’ve just been transported to another planet. Damon collapses against me, and I hold him inside me. “That was… Christ, Blake. I’m a fucking goner.”

I laugh, as he trembles against me. “I feel the same way.” He pushes onto his elbows and pins me with an intense look. “What?” I say, when the silence becomes too loud.

“Nothing… I just can’t believe you’re real.”

An overwhelming sense of warmth flows through me. Like I’m finally cared for by someone. Contentment and peace and… I don’t know what to do with these feelings.

He closes the space between us and kisses me softly, then rubs his cheek against mine with a sigh. Maybe we’re both just two extremely love-starved people who finally found each other.

“I assure you, I’m very real.” I smile against his cheek and plant kisses along his scratchy jaw. “Do you want something from the kitchen? Some water?”

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