Page 90 of Taeja

“Okay.” She rested her chin on his chest to look at him. Damon’s brows were pulled together as he looked down at her. At that moment, he had a striking resemblance to Zain. “I guess you were doing it too good, and I started imagining things.”

Damon laughed, so contagious it had her laughing and smiling, too. “Let’s get you inside. It’s getting chilly and I don’t want you to get sick.”

She nodded as they entered the house. Damon kicked the door shut behind them.

“Are you ready for bed?” he asked.

She shook her head. “No, I’m waiting for Zain to come home.”

“Where’d he go?” Damon asked as they arrived downstairs and sat on the sofa.

Taeja curled into his side, her heart slowing its pace as Damon trailed a finger along her arm. “A meeting.”

Damon snorted. “Meeting? What kind?”

“I don’t know… That’s all he told me,” she said, and he hummed. Taeja leaned off him to look at him. “While we wait for him to come, can you do that thing for me?”

“Another time. I only have my tongue and dick with me.”

Taeja laughed, pushing his shoulder. “Is sex all you think about?”

“Sometimes,” he confessed, pulling her close to kiss her neck. “I want to be inside you all day, every day.”

“Sounds like yu waa done me out.”

“You’re too tight for that,” Damon said, and Taeja grinned.

“I know that’s right!”

Chuckling, Damon pulled away and made her lie down. He fixed himself between her thighs, hovering inches above her body. “There’s nothing humble to you, is there?”

Taeja shook her head while smiling. “Nope!”

Damon smirked before capturing her lips. He sucked on her lower lip, making it tingle as her eyes fluttered close. His dick poked her as he broke away to kiss her neck.

“Damon,” Taeja moaned.

“Say my name again,” he said, his voice deep.

“I want you to use it.”

Damon froze. He pulled back, his eyes widening. “Use what?”

Taeja caressed him through his shorts. “You know…”

“Are you sure?”

She nodded. “I’ve been thinking about it, but I’m kinda scared.”

“That doesn’t sound like you’re sure. I’m not going to use it.”

“Iam. I just keep thinking it’s gonna hurt.”

“It’s not going to hurt. I’ll be gentle with you.”

She scoffed. “You? Gentle? You always fuck me hard.”

Damon smirked. “I was proving a point.”

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