Page 54 of Damnation
I look at him, confused. “You’re fine?”
He nods, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “When I offered you the room, I figured you would bring stuff. I’m just surprised by how much you managed to get over here. Honestly, I don’t mind the idea of having your things around.”
“Are you sure?”
He grins. “I’m sure.”
“Because if you aren’t, I can make it all go away—” I don’t finish my sentence because Thomas pulls me into him, stifling all my replies with a kiss that leaves me breathless. I melt into his arms and part my lips. Our tongues move and entwine with passion and sweetness.
“Just out of curiosity…” His voice becomes a rough purr as he lowers his head to lick my neck; I tilt my head back. “Are Momo, Nina, and Sparky around here somewhere?” he asks, letting his hand wander beneath my shirt and setting my skin aflame. I nod and feel his chest rise and fall in gentle laughter. “And that ridiculous mask you wear to sleep?” He returns then to my mouth, licking and nibbling my lower lip.
“Yes…” I gasp, my brain foggy, lost in desire.
“And tell me…” He runs his fingers over my breasts. I suck in a breath when his thumb reaches my nipple and begins rubbing it with slow circular motions. It’s a pleasure so intense that it almost hurts. “What about the pink pair of pajamas with the teddy bears on it? The ones I had so much fun taking off you when I made you come in my mouth that first time?”
“T-that’s here too.”
He abandons my breasts, grabbing my ass and pulling me to him with a jerk. I feel an immediate rush of heat wash over my body.
“Do you remember what I told you before I left?”
I nod breathlessly. Of course I remember it. It’s only all I’ve been thinking about.
“I’m a man of my word,” he murmurs, kneeling down with aravenous gleam in his eyes. He lifts up my legs and puts them over his shoulders. He runs his hands up my thighs until he finds the waistband of my pants, and pulls them down so slowly that it might drive me insane. When he realizes that I haven’t put on any underwear yet, he grins at me.
Eyes glued to me, he kisses my thigh in a slow, sensual form of torture. My inner muscles clench, and I let out a groan. His tongue keeps going until it reaches the apex of my thighs. When the cold metal ball of his tongue piercing teases my clit, I begin to shiver. When his tongue ventures inside me, I writhe against him. I fist his hair in my hands, pulling hard as a jolt of electricity shudders through my entire body.
Groaning, I toss my head back and squeeze my eyes shut.
“I want you to look at me,” he demands the moment my eyelids close. “The whole time.” His hands press firmly into my ass. Stunned, I straighten my head and do what he wants: I look at him. The green of his eyes darkens as he goes back to pleasuring me with his tongue, each movement more intense. Without breaking eye contact, he continues to tease and lick me, unlocking wild arousal within me. I can feel my heart racing; it’s throbbing in my ears when, with one firm stroke, he reaches the place that sets me alight.
Thomas smiles with satisfaction and keeps at it like he’s just found the key to paradise. My arousal is at its peak when I tighten my hair in his fingers, urging him on. He reacts by sucking my clit into his mouth again before teasing it with repeated gentle strokes of his tongue, which make me explode into his mouth in a series of spasms.
I need to scream, but I suppress the urge by biting my lip. The orgasm completely overtakes me, and neither of us look away from each other for the whole duration. It feels like I’ve been trapped, like we’re chained to each other. It’s an inexplicable sensation, what I feel when his mouth moves against me, and I can see in his hungry eyes all the pleasure he’s feeling as he makes me come.
I’m trembling from head to toe, but I know that I won’t reach the highest peak of pleasure until he owns me completely. That’s why I indulge in the wet kiss that Thomas leaves on my mouth. I let him pulloff my shirt, pick me up, and lay me down on the bed, waiting for his next move. Standing in front of me with a grin lifting the corner of his mouth and his head slightly tilted, he examines my entire body. Resting one knee on the bed, he grabs his erection and moves his hand slowly up and down it, all the while continuing to stare at me. I lose myself as well, examining his naked body, and I thrill when, in a gruff voice, he orders, “Turn around.”
My heart feels like a restless animal, pacing inside my chest as I do what he says.
“Get on all fours, and brace yourself against the headboard,” he continues in a low voice. I can feel the mattress bowing when he comes up and bends over me, pressing his naked body against mine and kissing my shoulder blade. He sucks on my earlobe until my back arches. He slides down my body, running his tongue along my spine, kissing the curve of my ass, saying finally, “I want to take you back here.”
I gasp, feeling my ability to think clearly faltering. “Okay…”
He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me tight against him. “I mean, back…back…”
What?
I stare at the wall in front of me for a few seconds before I realize what he’s talking about. Then my eyes go wide, and I whirl around, sitting up. “No! I have no intention of crossing that line!”
He laughs like he was anticipating my reaction. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes, but—”
Thomas stops me, taking my face in his hands and running his thumb over my lower lip in a gentle caress. “I would never do anything that would hurt you. Only pleasure, Ness, pure pleasure.”
I look at him, overwhelmed by a thousand conflicting emotions. Embarrassment. Hesitation. Fear. Excitement. Curiosity. But above all else, a sense of belonging. It feels like there’s a part of me that would be willing to do anything with him, experience everything, push every limit, and lose myself with him in every possible way. But I can’t deny that I’m also afraid.
I nervously chew my lips as he lays me gently down on the mattress.I can feel his erection touching my sex. That small contact halts my breath and reignites the flame inside me that was briefly dampened.
