Page 64 of Scorching Sienna

It was better for all of five seconds until he leans forward, his breath fanning my core and highlighting the wet spot there. It's not better. It's worse. It's much worse.

I lay my head back as he starts tattooing again.

He dips his finger into the band of my panty, pulling it down further. Oh god.

I squirm, my thighs clenching again, stimulating the little traitor down there, which also feels like it has an exposed nerve. I’m so wet. I’m sure he can see it.

I'm sure I've lost my mind, as I swear I feel him lean forward and inhale deeply.

The finger that tugged on my panty before is back, except this time, he pulls on it, the material digging painfully and deliciously into my folds and rubbing against my nub.

I moan. My hand flies up, covering my mouth. I am mortified, unable to look at Damon.

Another tug, and then his finger drags down, finding that little button giving me so many problems.

It is electric, the circular motion as he applies pressure to that bundle of nerves so consuming that it is only when he stops that I realize the tattoo gun is off. The ringing in my ears effectively buffered everything else.

I buck my hips when his finger once again strokes the length of my concealed entrance, his other hand encouraging me to spread my legs.

“Eyes open, rainbow.” I obey, lifting my head to look at Damon.

“Over there.” He points to the mirror next to the pool table, its angle perfectly aligned with this bed.

“Do you see how beautiful you look? How free. No one can take that from you.”

The woman looking back at me is me, but wild. Face flushed, eyes hooded with desire. Curly red hair in a messy bun on my head, with whisps already escaping. Legs parted, a damp spot visible on the matching, perfectly fitting pair of panties. Wanton. Sexually aroused. Wet with desire. Nipples hard and pushing against the material of my bra.

“Touch yourself.” A demand.

My eyes meet with his, and then, ever so slowly, I watch as he pulls the front of his pants down, freeing his dick as it bobs at the release. The silver piercing glints under the light, and then he palms it, stocking himself in one long move that pulls the skin taut, pre-cum oozing from the tip.

I can’t help myself. My hand snakes down, careful not to touch my unfinished tattoo, before disappearing into my underwear.

The first touch of my clit is tentative before I edge my finger down, the ample lubrication allowing my finger to slip right in. I arch my back as I add another finger, the friction of the palm of my hand against my nub so pleasurable.

“Eyes open.” I didn’t even realize my eyes were closed.

I open them to be met with the scene in the mirror.

Damon is next to me, stroking his cock, while my fingers delve in and out of my pussy.

I lift my bum and push my panties up before spreading my legswider. Now I can see everything. It feels strange, watching as I pleasure myself. But it also feels like I am watching someone else—an out-of-body experience.

“Good girl. Now add another two fingers.”

I look at Damon, pulling my hand out and then curving my four fingers before slowly slipping them back in. The fullness and stretch as I push my fingers all the way to the knuckles is so divine that I lose all rational thought. It pushes me closer to an orgasm that is coiling, tightening as it readies for release.

“Faster, Sienna.” The wet, squelching sound of my fingers drilling into my pussy and the labored breathing of both Damon and me as we edge our way closer to our individual release is like an amplifier.

Before I know it, I am screaming out, my thighs slamming shut to keep my hand in place as I convulse around my own fingers.

I didn’t think I could find sexual pleasure again like this after The Reaper. I thought he stole it from me. But he didn’t. For the first time in days, I feel free. Light. And it is all thanks to one person.

My eyes fly open, dark chocolate ones looking at me with emotion in their depths I cannot understand.

Shit. The crushing realization of my feelings almost rips me in two.

I am in love with Damon.

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