Chapter 77: "Tell me what you want."[R18]

He kissed her and she kissed him back with her eyes closed, her hands clutching at his shirt like she was afraid he would stop.

The kiss started slow. Mouth to mouth, warm and careful, the way people kiss when they have waited too long. Then she made a small sound in her throat and pressed closer, and the kiss turned hungry.

Damon slid one hand into her hair, fingers spreading through it, holding her head steady. His other hand settled on her waist, pulling her toward the bed.

Vivian breathed against his mouth. "Mmh....."

He licked her lower lip. She opened for him. Their tongues met, slow and wet.

"Kiss me....." she whispered. "Just kiss me for a bit..... please....."

He did. He kissed her deeper, sucking her tongue gently, then letting go, then taking her mouth again. She moaned into him, soft and unsteady.

"Mmh..... yes....." she breathed. "Like that....."

He bit her lower lip lightly and she gasped. He soothed it with his tongue. She clutched his shirt tighter.

"More....." she said. "Do not stop....."

He moved his mouth to her jaw, kissing down toward her neck. She tilted her head to give him room, her breath shaking.

"Mmh..... there....." she said. "Oh..... there....."

He sucked gently at her throat. She shuddered.

"Damon....." she said. "Mmh....."

He pulled her closer until she was standing between his knees at the edge of the bed. He looked up at her, his hands on her hips.

"Stand up for me," he said quietly. "Let me see you."

She stood still while his fingers found the hem of her top. He lifted it slowly, inch by inch, revealing her stomach, then her ribs, then the dark lace covering her breasts.

She raised her arms without being asked. He pulled the top over her head and dropped it to the floor.

She stood in her lace and her loose house pants, her chest rising fast.

"You are shaking," he said.

"Mmh..... I know....." she said. "Do not tease me about it....."

"I am not teasing." He unhooked her lace with one practiced motion. Her breasts spilled free, full and warm, nipples already tight.

He cupped them, thumbs brushing over the peaks. "Feel how hard you are."

She whimpered. "Mmh..... touch me....."

He rolled her nipples slowly between thumb and finger, watching her face. She bit her lip.

"Ah..... Damon....." she breathed. "That feels..... Mmh....."

He leaned forward and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, tongue circling. She gasped and buried her fingers in his hair.

"Oh..... yes....." she moaned. "Suck..... Mmh..... suck a little harder....."

He obeyed, sucking deeper, then switching to the other side. She rocked restlessly on her feet.

"Enough....." she panted. "Let me..... let me undress you....."

She pushed his shoulders back slightly and pulled his shirt up. He lifted his arms. She stared at his bare chest for a moment, then ran her palms down over muscle, feeling heat.

"You are so warm....." she murmured.

She fumbled with his pants, fingers clumsy with nerves. He covered her hands with his own, steadying them.

"Slow," he said. "We have all night."

She nodded, breathing hard, and slid his pants down with his help. His cock sprang free, thick and hard already, tip glistening. She stared at it, her cheeks flushing deep red.

"Mmh....." she said softly. "You are hard for me....."

She sank to her knees between his legs without him telling her to. She looked up at him, nervous and determined.

"I want to taste you....." she said. "Let me..... Mmh..... let me start like this....."

He stroked her cheek. "Then taste me."

She wrapped one hand around the base, feeling how hot and heavy he was. She licked the tip slowly, tongue circling the ridge, tasting salt. He inhaled sharply.

"Mmh....." she hummed, pleased. "You twitched....."

"Keep licking," he said, voice lower now. "Do not stop there."

She licked down the underside in a long wet stripe, then back up. Then she took the head into her mouth, lips stretching, cheeks hollowing. Wet heat closed over him.

"Oh..... fuck....." he breathed. "Just like that....."

She bobbed slowly, taking a little more each time, her tongue working underneath. Her hand twisted gently at the base in time with her mouth. The room filled with soft wet sounds.

"Mmph..... mmh....." she moaned around him, the vibration running straight through him.

"Good girl," he groaned. "You feel so good..... keep sucking....."

She moaned on encouragement, encouraged by his voice coming apart. "Mmph..... mmh....."

She worked him faster now, head bobbing, hand pumping what she could not fit. Her other hand slid up his thigh, nails digging lightly.

After working some time,

she pulled off, lips swollen and wet, breathing hard.

She stood on shaky legs. He pulled her into his lap, kissing her hard, tasting himself on her tongue. She moaned into his mouth.

He pushed her breasts together with both hands, molding the soft flesh. Her nipples brushed against each other, sending a jolt through her.

"Oh....." she gasped.

"I am going to fuck these," he said plainly. "Hold them for me. Keep them tight together."

Her blush deepened but she obeyed, pressing her breasts together with her own hands, creating a deep warm valley. He slid his cock between them, hot skin on soft skin.

"Ah....." she cried out, startled. "Oh..... it is so hot..... Mmh....."

"Hold tight," he ordered, starting to thrust slowly through the channel. The head appeared with each stroke, glistening. "Keep them together. Do not let me slip."

"Mmh..... like this....." she panted, squeezing. "Am I doing it right....."

"Perfect," he grunted. "Look down. Watch me disappear between you."

She looked down and whimpered at the sight. "Mmh..... oh god..... you look..... so big like this....."

He thrust a little faster, the friction slick with precome and a thin sheen of sweat. He reached forward and thumbed the tip each time it emerged, smearing wetness.

"Ah..... Damon....." she moaned. "Mmh..... my chest is burning..... in a good way..... it feels..... Mmh....."

"Spit for me," he said. "Make it wetter."

She leaned down without hesitation and spat gently onto his tip, then watched him slide back between her breasts, now slicker.

The glide turned smooth and obscene.

"Mmh..... oh..... oh....." she chanted. "Faster..... please go faster..... I like watching you use me like this....."

He groaned, hips snapping a little harder. "You like that..... you like me sliding all over your tits....."

"Yes....." she breathed, shameless now, lost in it. "Yes..... use me..... Mmh..... come on my chest if you want..... I do not care..... just do not stop....."

"Not yet," he panted. "I am not finishing there. I need to be inside you."

He pulled back, cock red and throbbing and slick from her mouth and her breasts. She was panting, breasts flushed and heaving, nipples hard and wet.

He laid her back against the pillows, spreading her legs with his knees. She was wet between her thighs, her panties soaked through. He tore them aside rather than removing them.

She reached for him, pulling him down. "Please....." she whispered. "Now..... I need you now....."

He lined himself up, the blunt head pressing against her soaked entrance, sliding through her folds once, twice, coating himself.

She gasped, back arching. "Ah..... Damon....."

"Tell me," he said, holding there, barely inside. "Tell me what you want."

"Push in....." she begged, voice breaking. "Push inside me..... slow..... Mmh..... fill me....."