My Love Break (9 page)

We stopped at the vanity. Damian leaned down and growled in my ear, “I know a dirty girl like you keeps lube in here. Get it. Now.”

Oh my God! I now knew exactly which hole he meant to fill tonight. Each syllable replaying in my head thrummed something dark and unknown inside of me.

Rebellion. Defiance.

I wanted to obey him without question but the dark, unknown thing suddenly wanted to provoke and push. Just to see what would happen.

Damian’s large hand landed hard on my ass. I arched up on my toes and let out a startled cry.

“Risa, don’t fuck with me. You won’t like the results.”

“Oh yeah?”

Where was this reckless part of me coming from?

“Yes.” He whispered roughly in my ear. “All I’m thinking about is all the other men you’ve had here in this place, in that bed. I want to kill them for the pleasure they took from your hot little body. The longer you stand here not doing what I tell you, the more I think about it. They’re not here but you are. What do you think will happen next, hmm?”

All this was Damian’s fault. He opened me up to a side I didn’t even know I had. How could I possibly help myself? I wanted to play with this man and see how dangerous things could get.

“What would you do to me?”

Damian licked the side of my neck, long and slow. My knees knocked together as I waited his answer.

“Get the lube and find out.”

“Fuck!” My hands shook as I bent down and opened the cabinet door. I was blatantly aware of Damian standing behind me, his hand a warm manacle around my neck.

I found the bottle right where it belonged. I already knew what I’d see too. Half-empty. Cheeks flaming, I stood up. Damian held out his hand. Obediently, I gave him the bottle and waited for my denouement.

“Risa, Risa. Need I ask why you’ve gone through so much?”

Would I tell him the answer if pushed? Would I tell Damian it was because I needed help staying wet? Would it soften the blow when I didn’t need it now?

Because I was so wet for Damian that my thighs were drenched.

As if he’d heard the direction of my thoughts, he looked down. I widened my stance.

“Mmm, look at all that cream. It seems like a waste to not taste it, don’t you think?”

I let out a soft moan in reply. I wanted his mouth on me. I craved the sensation of his warm tongue dragging across my folds again. I already could hear the begging words on my lips.

“Risa…”

It was a growl of ominous warnings. I’d already forgotten my first lesson.

“Yes, Damian!”

Too late.

He shook his head. A wolfish grin stamped across his expressive mouth. “I would’ve sucked your pussy clean, but now you can do it instead.” When I stood there dumbly, he gestured. “Clean yourself up, Risa.”

I blinked.

“Take your fingers and clean yourself up.”

My hand shook. Too keyed up to know the difference between excitement and frustration, I slicked my hand across my juices and held it out to him.

He shook his head in sadistic pity. “No, Risa. You do it.”

I bowed a little, burning from the mixed-up longing to obey and defy. His hand tightened slightly around my neck. It was a little bit of pain, but enough to cause me to choose the road less traveled.

I obeyed.

Bringing up my hand, I sucked my fingertips clean. It wasn’t the first time I’d had a taste of my juices tonight and I hoped it wouldn’t be the last. Damian’s mismatched gaze zeroed in on my digits.

“How does it taste, little girl? Good?”

I nodded and then answered in a rush, “Very good but…”

“But what?”

“But I liked it better on your lips.”

Damian smirked. “Of course, you did.” He lifted me up and set me on the edge of the counter. “How good are you at anal?”

He expected me to rate myself? Damn the bluntness of this man!

“Uh, I’ve never done it.”

His brow rose a fraction of an inch. “With an ass like this you’re still a virgin?”

“That bother you?”

“Absolutely not.” He stood between my legs and brought them up to hug his waist. “I want all of you to be mine, little girl. You being untouched suits me in an infinite number of ways.”

“Are you going to do it here in the bathroom?” I pressed my hands against his chest, a little nervous and unsure again now that my bravado had run its course. As if I would try to stop him from doing what he wanted.

Already I understood my pleasure couldn’t exist without his. If fucking me here pleased him then I knew it would please me.

Every bit of uncertainty only raised the levels of excitement.

“No, I’m not going to do it here. Not tonight at least.” Damian pushed my hair off my shoulder. His lips caressed the line of my collar bone. His teeth lightly scored the flesh. “Tell me now if you want me to leave. Otherwise, I’m taking your ass.”

Choice. Comply or lose him.

“That’s not much of a choice, Damian. Let you ass-fuck me or say goodbye.”

“It is. I want what I want and I won’t compromise in getting it.” His kissed the quickening pulse in my neck as if to soothe the harshness of his statement. “Now are you going to give me what I want?”

Arrogant. Uncompromising. A devil.

Mine.

“Yes, Damian.”

He yanked me off the sink and carried me into the bedroom, all the while kissing me voraciously. Damian set me back on the bed, arranging me on up my knees so that my back was facing him.

“Don’t move, Risa.” He licked a line up my spine and then nipped my shoulder.

Heart racing and anticipation building to a fever-pitch, I clenched my fists and waited for only a few seconds before he came back from the bathroom. I jumped when his hand caressed my sore backside.

“Impatient, are we?”

His teasing inspired a smile, one he couldn’t see because I stared straight ahead. “A little.”

“Hmm.” His fingertips inspected the full globes of my ass. “Look at this color. Nice and pink. You are so beautiful, Risa. I just can’t help myself. Do you understand? Tell me you understand.”

“I understand.”

I closed my eyes when I felt his lips brushing across the small of my back. He kissed me sweetly, but Damian’s lusty side couldn’t be contained for long. Soon he tongued my rosette for long minutes, causing me to clench while letting out tiny moans.

Cold gel invaded me. I shifted uncomfortably only to have Damian’s hand press on my lower back. “Be calm, Risa. It’s just lube.”

I dropped down on my arms. “I’m sorry. It’s just…I’m…”

Damian’s long fingers played with my clit. The cold gel warmed up quickly. I pushed back greedily, moaning out loud when he tugged rhythmically. “You’re what?”

“I’m…ah…yes, yes! Just like that!”

“Risa…”

The low warning registered. I knew what would happen if I didn’t answer and I definitely didn’t want Damian to stop.

“I’m just a little scared! Yes, please…don’t stop! Please don’t!”

“Risa,” he drew my name out. “You’re not to come.”

I whined and wanted to clap my hands over my mouth for being so undignified.

Damian leaned over my back while he keeping his hand over my pussy. I wished he’d keep petting my clit, but the heat of his hand teased me beautifully.

“I’m not going to let you get hurt, Risa. That’s why you can’t come. I want you soaking the bed for me, baby. Then and only then will you get my cock. And Risa? You’re going to want it more than anything.”

I shivered. The promise was a contradiction of threat and reward.

He was right.

I wanted his cock more than anything.

I could barely hold myself up. His tongue, fingers, and voice stretched me on a pleasure rack. I hung on the sweetly agonizing line of waiting and now it was finally time.

On top of Damian, fingers entwined with his, I kissed him like I was dying and he was my salvation.

My thigh muscles strained as I held myself up, ready to impale myself on Damian’s beautiful cock. Everything tonight had been under his control and command.

Until now.

From this moment on it was up to me.

I let go of him and reached for his cock. Slippery from the lube, my hand stroked him slowly. I loved the feel of him against my palm and fingers. I somewhat expected Damian to rush me along, but he merely let me play.

His breathing quickened and his metallic gaze darkened further. Damian plumped my breast and sucked my sensitive nipple into his mouth. The sensation made me greedy for more.

Finally, I angled him into position. The broad head pushed against the one place I’d never been touched. It seemed insane to attempt this, all on the first time too, but then again…it felt so right. As if I was always meant for Damian.

Excited, I pressed down experimentally, hoping he’d breach me quickly. Nothing doing. I tried again.

“Relax. It’s not a battle to be won, Risa. Breathe out. Good. Now push out a little. There you go.”

The smallest tip of him was in me. I slid up and then down again. More. Then the sting came.

I winced.

Damian’s smooth voice flowed over me, soothing my trepidation. “Here. Hold onto me, Risa.”

Our fingers intertwined again so I could use him as leverage. He was right in many ways. Sex wasn’t a battle to be won, but I couldn’t help the way I was made. Any challenge I faced became a fight to win.

And this fight was one I had in the bag.

I held my breath as I slid a tiny bit further down. I let out a deep sigh. My delicate tissues itched for me to move. I heeded the call.

“Ooh.”

This was different. I didn’t know if it felt good or not. I just knew that I had to keep moving. A little more of Damian slid inside me, his passage undoubtedly made easier by the lube and my curiosity.

Sitting up as he was, Damian and I were nearly on the same eye-level. He kissed me gently, just the barest brush of his lips against mine.

“You’re my good girl, Risa, taking my big cock like this.”

I loved his praise. I didn’t want him to stop.

“You’re so big, Damian,” I moaned softly. “So fucking big. You’re stretching me but it’s still not enough.”

“You can do it. I know you can.”

His tongue slid against mine. I sucked on it hard while pressing down in vain. Before I could let out a frustrated whine, Damian bent closer. I felt his warm breath over my nipples.

“Please.”

“Please what? Say it or I won’t do it.”

He was a devil to make me beg!

“Please suck my tits, Damian.”

“Good girl,” he purred with a smile. Still keeping his gaze on mine, Damian licked at my breasts slowly. The soft wetness of his tongue added to the sharp sensations rolling through my body.

“Oh yes!”

“Feels good?”

“It’s so good, Damian.”

“What about my cock? Does it feel good stretching your virgin ass?”

“I-I don’t know,” I panted as I continued to work my hips. “It feels…different. Scary. Exciting.”

“It’s like life, little girl. It hurts at first but then it’s all worth it.” He then sucked as much of my breast as he could into his hot mouth.

The suction and rhythmic flicking of his tongue set me afire. Throwing my head back, I encased Damian in centimeters.

It wasn’t enough.

Damian let go of my hands to press his fingers into my waist. “Go slow, Risa. It’s not a race. Take your time, little girl. We’ve got all night.”

“I don’t want to go slow. I want you in my ass. I can do it…”

Twisting above, I tried to prove it to him. Damian bit down firmly on the nape of my neck. I cried out in shock before shuddering in exquisite pleasure.

“You’re my stubborn girl,” Damian murmured against the damp skin. “This proves I have to take care of you in all ways.”

“I can—”

“Hush.”

He softened the command with a lusty kiss. Damian then carefully lifted me off him and arranged me on my hands and knees. Vulnerable, I wasn’t sure if I appreciated this new position or not.

“Damian?”

He smirked and slapped my ass once. “Spread your legs. Wider.” He then grabbed the lube and poured a generous dollop onto my tender rosette. Gently, Damian worked it into me before putting some onto his hard shaft.

Transfixed, I watched as he stroked himself before getting back on the bed. My heart hammered in a curious mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

He was taking complete control. I couldn’t help but be glad for it.

“Tilt your hips as high as you can.”

As soon as I obeyed, Damian’s tongue dove deep inside my wet folds. I hit the bed and yelled his name. He lapped at me, long and slow, before lashing at my clit. I rocked against his talented mouth, doing my best to enjoy every decadent lick of his tongue while keeping my impending orgasm in check.

Damian gripped my thighs as he gave one final suck. He then slid them nearly closed. This put me up higher, but apparently not high enough. Damian grabbed two pillows and placed them under my knees.

“Perfect.”

Dragging a kiss down my spine, he positioned himself behind me. I thought he would go straight for it. I tightened my body and tried to ready myself.

Instead, Damian stroked his hands across my back and thighs, gentling me like I was a skittish animal ready to bolt.

“I’ve got you, Risa.”

Licking my lips, I whispered, “I know you do.”

“Your brain knows it, but it’s time for your beautiful body to know it too.”

His hand slipped between my thighs. He rubbed me in slow, sweet circles. I struggled to hear him through my jagged breaths.

“You make me so fucking crazy for you, girl. Ass up in the air, ready for me to fuck you until you scream.”

The more he talked to me, the hotter I got.

Damian worked a finger inside me while telling me how beautiful I was, how much he wanted me from the first time he saw me.

One finger became two. Then three.

I panted and groaned for Damian, begging him to please, please fuck me.

“How much do you want it?”

“So much!”

Damian pulled me up by my hair until I was back on my hands. Kissing me hard, he growled, “Say it like you mean it.”

“Please fuck me, Damian! I want it more than anything!”

“You want my cock?”

“Yes!”

“Where do you want it?”

“In my ass!”

Holding my hip in one hand, Damian pressed against me. Slowly, ever-so-slowly, he pushed and withdrew. I dropped my head and let out a low croon when I felt him breach me and then push further.

“That’s a good girl. I’m inside your ass, Risa.”

I whimpered his name. Opened up as I was, I couldn’t tell if it hurt worse than anything I’d felt before or if the pain was another dimension of pleasure.

I couldn’t think. I couldn’t process. All I could do was bury my face against the bed and grip the sheets.

Damian slowed his gentle thrusts. “No, Risa. Let me see your pretty face.”

I lifted my head and looked back at him. I was treated to a view of my bottom in the air with Damian buried maybe a third of the way.

The view sent a flood of wetness between my thighs.

“That’s my good girl. You’re relaxing.”

His purr curled my toes. I let out a low moan when his pace quickened slightly. My jumbled sensations rearranged themselves in overlapping patterns. It hurt but not because Damian was in me.

It hurt because I wanted more.

“Faster. Please.”

He bumped his hips forward and slid in another inch. “Fuck! You’re going to end up taking all of me tonight!”

Damian grabbed my wrist and placed my hand on my cheek. “Hold yourself open for me, baby. That’s it. Do it just like that. Do it for me.”

I kept myself open, loving how dirty and raw it must’ve looked to Damian.

He pushed in deeper. I was a creature devoted solely to him and his possession. I couldn’t think beyond how good it felt to have given Damian something I’d never given anyone before.

He pulled out and then pushed back in, a little deeper each time. Pleasure. Pain. Completion. Loss.

“Is this how you like it?”

“Yes…oh…Damian…yes!”

“Tell me. Tell me you like it.”

“I like it! I love it!”

Damian yanked my head back. He kissed my forehead. “Good. Girl.”

Overloaded, I was feeling too much. Screaming, I slammed my hips back against him and forced him all the way inside. 

Damian growled, “Look at you. Taking all of it. You’re my dirty girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” I was filled to the brim and loved it. I belonged to him.

“Say it. Say ‘I’m your dirty girl.’”

“I’m your dirty girl!”

Damian swished his hand over my open pussy. I begged him to do it again. He didn’t disappoint. Finding the perfect rhythm, Damian rocked his hips hard against my ass while playing with my drenched folds.

“I want you to come, Risa. I want to feel you get so tight I can hardly move. Come on, baby. Let me feel you come.”

“I’m…gonna…oh God!”

Scrabbling for something to hold onto, my fingers twisted in the rumpled bedsheets. A few more bed-shaking strokes and then I was gone.

“Damian!”

I screamed his name several times as I came so hard I nearly passed out. Nothing could’ve prepared me for this. Damian had taken me completely.

I was his. 

He lifted me backwards, spreading his thighs so I was seated right over him. With his arms beneath my legs, I was open and could only take what he chose to give me.

Which was everything.

Damian whispered in my ear just how good I was at taking his cock. How hot I made him. How nothing in his life had ever felt this
fucking good
.

Coming down from my orgasmic high, I turned my head for a kiss. Damian immediately slanted his mouth over mine. We kissed hard as I dug my nails into his forearms as Damian speared me over and over again.

Soon his movements lost their control and finesse and became feral. Damian’s fingers pressed into the tender skin of my thighs. He ripped his mouth away from mine, but kept it so close I’d only need to move a fraction of an inch closer to kiss him again.

Drugged with silken pleasure, I stared at his face. He was so damned beautiful and absolutely beyond himself. Sweat glistened on his brow and his pupils were so wide they only left a thin sliver of color.

I could look at Damian forever.

He suddenly let out a deep inhale followed by a short exhale. Then every muscle in his body tightened. His cock swelled and even with the condom I could feel his come spurt hotly. I moaned, wishing there was no barrier between us.

I meant what I said. I wanted to be drenched in his come and couldn’t wait until he filled every one of my holes.

Damian kissed me roughly before gentling. Once our breathing slowed, he laid me on the bed.

“I’ll be back.”

I watched as he strode into my bathroom. Stretched out, seemingly boneless but satiated, I missed him and wanted his body against mine.

The faucet turned on before eventually turning off. Damian then came back with a wet washcloth. Gently, he cleaned me. I’d never had anyone do that before.

It felt like the most intimate thing between us yet.

Damian soon lifted me up and slid me under the sheets. I reached out for him, afraid he would suddenly leave me. As if he heard my wordless plea, Damian laid down, tucking me right next to him.

Silent, we let the minutes unwind. Hearing his heartbeat so strongly beneath my ear, I was happy. Damian Black was worth the risk. Not just because he’d given me the best sex of my life.

But because of right now.

Lying in his arms, I was exactly where I wanted to be. Nothing could ever be more perfect than this.

The specter of my love rose up to frighten me. How would I be able to let Damian go when the time came?

Maybe you won’t. Maybe he’ll throw you away first.

Those thoughts were too dark and ugly to exist in the beauty of now.

Damian brushed my hair back from my damp cheeks. He looked at me, as if studying just how well he broke me apart.

“You belong to me now, Risa.”