Chapter 14

14

ALLIE

F or the past week and a half, I’ve been avoiding the heat.

Just as for most of my life, I’ve been avoiding the heat…that is to say, the lust… associated with men, because I just didn’t click with anyone. The entire situation frankly made me kind of jumpy. I didn’t know how to be close to someone, so my body wouldn’t get comfortable.

Being near Damon, however, is like taking caffeine and a tranquilizer at the same time. Completely relaxed and yet energized too. He feels so right.

I slept in his arms all night, waking once or twice to luxuriate in the feeling of his massive biceps around me. Safe. Sturdy. Stable. Things I’ve never had a chance to experience before.

As the edges of the curtains start to glow, I feel a kiss on the back of my shoulder, then Damon slips out of bed. I hear him brush his teeth, then run the shower. Mmm. I wish I could see him, all naked and wet…

I bolt upright in bed. My incredible man deserves a lot more than extra pickles for taking such wonderful care of me. I don’t have any experience in the area, but I know what men want. There’s no better thank-you gift.

Stripping off my clothes, I tie my hair up, then prowl into the bathroom. “May I join you?”

Damon turns around, grinning. “Please do.”

Damn. His body is a true work of art. As water splashes across the planes of muscle, my gaze travels all around his shoulders, his wide chest, then down to…wow.

He seems mildly surprised when I walk straight into the water, getting up on tiptoe to kiss him. “Hey, baby.” His smoky voice in my ear makes me shiver, despite the hot water. He reaches over to turn down the temperature a bit. “How’s that?”

“Perfect. I don’t mean to distract you while you wash your hair. But I do want to make sure that every single inch of you is clean.”

Damon chuckles, then his eyes grow wide and his mouth falls open as my hands slide down the front of his chest to grab his hips. Rubbing myself against him, his cock is now standing straight up between us.

Turning him a little to block the water so it’s not splashing in my face, I drop to my knees and take hold of his shaft so I can study it. I’ve never seen one in person before, but it’s a work of art as well. Long and thick and firm.

Stroking him gently, my thumb glides across the smooth, round head. His entire body is wet, but I can feel a few beads of his juices gathering at the tip.

Damon looks down at me with a wicked grin. He slowly spreads his legs, lowering himself a few inches so I can pull his length down toward my lips. I smile, running the head along my bottom lip as if I were applying lipstick.

The shuddering groan that runs through him fills me with pride. Does he think I’m so sexy that simply staring down at his cock in my mouth is turning him on that much?

It feels completely natural to slide my mouth slowly down his shaft, stroking the bottom with my hands. It takes some adjusting and careful breathing through my nose, but after a few moments, I’m able to fit a good portion of him in my mouth. Seems to be enough to do the trick, as his palm hits the tiled wall, holding on for balance.

“Good goddamn, baby. You are so fucking hot. You know that?”

I just respond by increasing my pace, sucking harder as my head bobs, hands moving in time.

Every twitch, every groan from Damon encourages me to suck harder, move faster, increase the pressure of my fingers along his warm flesh. His eyes fall half-closed as I feel the tension in his thighs, his rippled abs.

His shoulders pitch forward as his breathing becomes raspy. “Look out, angel. I’m gonna?—”

Pulling his cock even deeper, I suck as hard as I can, bobbing my head and stroking almost roughly as he groans. His body jerks a few times, then thick spurts of his hot seed flood my tongue and run down my throat as I swallow hard.

He strokes the back of my head gently, as his eyes blaze, locked on mine. Then he slowly steps back, still a little dazed. “Baby, that was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever felt in my life.”

“Really?”

He reaches under my arms to pull me up to standing, hugging me against him. Then he kisses me deeply, his hands running all over me as he turns me to face the water.

Then he chuckles. “I want to return the favor, but I’m not going to risk you slipping and smacking your head. Let’s go.”

He shuts off the water, wraps me in a fluffy towel and leads me back to bed.

Damon already has me so aroused that my skin is hypersensitive. I can feel the softness of the towel around me and his sheets under my legs as he lays me down, pulling me to the edge of the bed.

His rough hands are everywhere, roaming over my damp skin as he kneels between my thighs. His thumbs trace slow circles, moving upward as my legs widen for him. Somehow he finds every pulse point, teasing me until I’m almost ready to beg.

My pussy is already slick and aching for his touch as he drags a finger through my crease. I gasp as the tip of his tongue traces along my inner lips, then again as he pushes it inside. A deep groan rattles through him, as if my taste pleases him.

After several thrusts, he replaces his tongue with a finger and proceeds to lick slow circles around my clit. Everything feels incredible, but the thought that really makes my ears ring and alters my breath is the fact that Damon’s full attention is riveted on me.

My heart starts thumping triple time. I want him. I already know that he’s the one, and this fact is suddenly pulsing urgently through my veins as a fast, rough climax starts knocking on the door.

“Come for me.”

I blink at his growled command. “And then will you make love to me?”

The words just pop out. I’m almost a little embarrassed until I see the pure fire lighting up Damon’s eyes. “I’ll do anything you want, angel. Always.”

His tongue draws a line across my clit and I shiver, raw pleasure rippling through me until I’m about to burst. Then his finger slides deeper, his tongue swirls straight across my bundle of nerves, as my hips jolt toward the ceiling. My toes curl, calves tightening as I realize I’m coming…coming so hard that I don’t even realize my cries are hanging in the air around us.

I fall back against the bed, feeling warmed right through in the best possible way.

Damon crawls up onto the bed, lying beside me. I clasp his face in my hands. “Did you know that regular orgasms are supposed to be very good for headaches?”

He chuckles, nibbling my ear as he caresses my breasts gently, then firmly. “Is that true? Actually, no. If you’ve made it up, I don’t want to know.”

“Well, it helps around half the people who get migraines.”

“That means I’ll be taking care of you every chance I get.”

He kisses me as our bodies intertwine, his warm skin against mine as the bed creaks slightly when his shifts. “You still want me, baby?”

“ Yes. ”

His thick finger creeps slowly down and inside my tight opening. It suddenly occurs to me that he’s so big that he might not even fit. But I’m so wet and ready that I should at least try.

Damon kisses me with a tenderness I wasn’t expecting. The taste of my own salty and sweet juices still linger on his lips as his huge bulk settles over me. My heartbeat slows to an intermittent thud as the bed creaks again, my thighs opening as his hot, hard cock brushes slowly through my pussy lips.

This is the single hottest moment of my life. Every detail is burning into my memory…his fingertips as he teases my nipples. The pressure of the thick head of his shaft nudging slightly inside me. His warm breath against my throat as he murmurs against my ear, “So beautiful. Allie, you’re a dream come true.”

Two fingers land on my clit as he begins massaging in gentle circles, which causes my hips to twitch and my thighs to shake as my hands wrap around his back. I’m so hungry for every touch from this incredible man.

As he slowly sinks into me, watching my eyes, I smile.

Damon loves me.

I know that we belong together.

Now I just have to get him to stop being so freaking careful and understand I’m not made of eggshells.