Chapter 90: "You certainly are a slut."[R18]

The door clicked shut behind them, sealing off the hall and Vivian far below.

Lily turned fast and pushed him back against the wood, arms already winding around his neck, mouth finding his before he could speak.

"Mmh....." she hummed against his lips. "I missed this....."

He caught her waist and held her still for a beat, smiling against her mouth.

"You certainly are a slut," he said. "All those complaints downstairs were just to get me up here."

"Maybe....." she whispered, shameless, tugging his shirt. "Are you going to make me ask properly....."

"You already are," he said, and kissed her hard.

She melted at once, all teasing gone. Her complaints, her pout, her careful designer talk disappeared the moment his tongue met hers.

She moaned long and pleased, pressing her whole body to his, hips rolling needy against his thigh.

"Mmh..... yes....." she breathed. "Just like that....."

He slid one hand into her hair, gripping enough to tilt her head, the other down her back to her ass, squeezing hard through her skirt. She gasped into his mouth and rocked into him, eager and shameless.

"Damon....." she panted. "I was good for weeks..... Tell me I was good....."

"You were good," he murmured, kissing down her jaw to her throat, teeth grazing. "Now let me see how good....."

He walked her backward to the bed, mouth never leaving hers till her knees hit the edge. She sat heavily, cheeks flushed, eyes bright and wet.

"Stand up," he said quietly. "Let me get you out of these clothes."

She stood, arms lifting a little, letting him take over. He unbuttoned her top slow, knuckle brushing warm skin with each one, making her shiver.

The top slipped off her shoulders. Her bra was plain cotton, damp at the edge from sweat and nerves.

"You came ready and dressed for me," he noted, thumb tracing the damp edge.

"Mmh..... I hoped....." she admitted, blushing. "I hoped you would....."

He unhooked her bra and let her breasts spill free. Full, warm, nipples already tight from waiting weeks. He cupped them slowly, thumbs circling till she shivered and leaned into his hands, breathing faster.

"Ah..... there....." she gasped. "Mmh..... more....."

"Later," he promised, voice low and rough. "Knees first. You know where you belong tonight."

She sank down without argument, skirt pooling around her knees on the rug, hands on his thighs to steady herself. From down here she looked smaller, softer, eyes wide and wet and eager.

"Mmh..... you are staring....." she whispered.

"I am admiring," he corrected. "Unzip me. Use both hands."

Her fingers shook as she worked his belt, then the zip. She freed him carefully, breathing fast. Thick, heavy, already hard cock pulled out hitting her face, tip glistening with the first bead. Her lips parted without thinking.

"Oh....." she breathed. "Mmh..... you missed me too....."

"Lick," he ordered. "Get me wet before you take me."

She leaned in and licked the tip in one flat stripe, tasting salt. He inhaled sharp through his nose.

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

"Again," he said, voice dropping lower. "Slower. Flat tongue. All the way down and back."

She licked down the underside in a long wet drag, then back up, then circled the ridge with her tongue tip. He thickened under her tongue, pulsing heavier.

A soft splurt of precome beaded and smeared salty across her mouth.

"Mmph....." she whimpered. "Mmh....."

"Swallow it," he said. "That is only the start. Open wider."

She opened. He guided the head past her lips. Heat closed over him. Her cheeks hollowed clumsy and eager.

"Oh..... fuck....." he breathed.

"Just like that...."

She bobbed an inch, then back, tongue moving underneath in clumsy circles. Drool gathered and slid down him in a slow line, making each slide slicker and louder in the quiet room. The wet sound filled the bedroom, soft and obscene.

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

"Louder," he said, fingers sliding into her hair, holding not pushing yet. "Let me hear you."

"Mmph..... mmh....." she moaned louder, eyes watering as she took another inch.

"Good girl," he groaned. "Keep sucking..... hand at the base..... twist slowly....."

She wrapped her fingers where her lips could not reach, twisting in time with her mouth. Spit ran down her chin and splashed onto his trousers in small drops. She pulled off gasping, lips shiny and swollen, chest heaving.

"Mmh..... tell me....." she panted. "Tell me what you like....."

"Deeper," he said. "Relax your throat. Look at me when you do it."

She met his eyes and sank down, taking half, then more. Her eyes watered. She swallowed around him and felt him jerk hard.

"Fuck..... Lily....." he cursed softly. "Your mouth..... so hot....."

"Mmph..... mmh....." she moaned encouragement, thrilled by his voice breaking.

She worked faster for a moment, head bobbing, hand pumping hard, drool stringing from lip to shaft. Her free hand clawed at his knee for balance, nails digging through cloth.

"Ah..... slow....." he warned, fingers tightening in her hair.

"You keep that up and I will finish too soon..... Back off a little....."

She pulled off with a wet gasp. "Mmh..... not yet....." she begged.

"Do not finish yet..... I want more first....."

"Who said I was finishing," he said, thumb wiping her chin and pushing the spit back into her mouth. "Suck."

She sucked blindly. "Mmph....."

"Mouth back on," he ordered.

"This is the important part. No teeth. Throat open. Eyes on me the whole time."

She locked eyes and took him deep again. He groaned long and low.

"Oh..... fuck..... yes....." he hissed. "Right there..... keep still..... let me use it....."

He held her head steady and started the facefuck.

Long deep glide in..... hold buried while her throat fluttered and her nose flared for air..... slow wet pull out with spit splashing..... long glide back in deeper still.

"Mmph..... ngh..... mmh....." she sounded, panicked and buzzing, drool splashing softly with every withdrawal.

"Mmh..... do not stop..... please....."

"That is it....." he groaned, hips rolling slow and heavy. "So tight back there..... so hot..... Feel how hard you make me....."

His thighs tensed under her hands, hard muscle jumping. His fingers curled harder in her hair, guiding not yanking yet. His voice cracked open, rough and hungry and very close.

"Oh..... Lily..... oh fuck..... I am close..... so close..... do not move..... keep that throat open..... let me stay deep....."