Page 68 of Sweet Temptation
My hands move to his jeans as I begin unbuttoning them, tearing them down his legs to the floor beside us. His hand slides through my dark hair, his lips attaching to my neck. Sucking on all my sensitive skin. My head falls backwards in pure pleasure.
His hands slide behind my back, ripping my bra from my body and tossing it across my living room. I smash my lips back into his. His hands slide off my sweatpants, tossing them to the floor with every other piece of clothing.
"God, I love you, my beautiful woman," he whispers as his mouth presses kisses to my breasts. A moan escapes my lips at his assault on my tits. The heat in my lower stomach travels to my core, leaving soaking wet arousal leaking from my pussy.
We may be twenty-three, but we're going to be together forever, and I know that for a fact. My body is pushed back as he removes his boxers and settles between my thighs. My eyes track his every move as he presses soft kisses to my seven-month pregnant stomach.
Damon's head drops between my thighs, his tongue circling my clit before he slides it down to my opening. Lapping up my arousal and earning himself a shock wave of wetness to drip onto his tongue. "Who do you belong to, Cinderella? Whose tongue makes you come?"
"God. Yours. I'm yours," I whimper, grabbing fistfuls of his hair and yanking him back up to me. "I just… I need you inside me." Damon smirks at me before bracing himself at my entrance. Slowly, he enters me before his hips jerk forward.
He slams inside me once, torturing me with the slow pace as he pulls out just to slam back in. "Oh my god," I moan, throwing my head back on the couch cushion.
His hands wrapped around my thighs as he pounds into me. A muffled moan escapes my lips as the orgasm takes over. My pussy drips all over his cock, soaking his entire shaft in my arousal.
Fuck. I needed this. "Damon!" A ripped scream leaves my mouth as the orgasm flows through my body at such a fast pace. Damon's hips move quickly as his lips part in pleasure. The sound of wet slapping flesh is all you can hear above his groans.
"Shit, Hanna…" he groans, spilling into me. Slowly he pulls out, and my head falls back, trying to catch my breath after the shock wave of my orgasm. Soft breaths fall across my face as Damon presses his lips to mine.
My lips part into a tired grin. "Shit! Not on my couch!" Bailey yells as the front door slaps open. Shuffling, I grab onto the throw blanket and cover myself and Damon quickly. My eyes slide toward my friend in horror.
"You're far too late." Damon smirks as he licks his lips. A frustrated groan falls from her lips as she stomps into the kitchen. Next comes laughter from someone standing by the door.
Tilting my head, I look up at Ace as he holds his stomach, shaking with laughter. Ace? What's he doing here?
Damon shoots his friend a warning glare, but Ace's laughter continues to fill the room. I shake my head in disbelief, keeping myself covered with the blanket, causing the blankets to fall off Damon's ass. "Shit, Saint. Nice cheeks." Ace smirks.
Laughter falls from my lips the moment the words leave Ace's mouth. Oh my. Covering my mouth, I continue to wheeze, clutching my pregnant belly.
"Oh, shut it," Damon grumbles, covering his ass with the corner of the blanket. I watch his eyes trail over Ace, his eyebrow raises in general confusion. "Wait? Why the hell are you here?"
Ace's mouth falls open before it closes it again, staying silent. "I saw him at the grocery store. He's helping me carry in a new lamp I just bought." Bailey smiles as she exits the kitchen and stares at us. Mhm. Yeah, that's totally why he's here.
I try to hide my smirk but fail to stay hidden the longer I stare at my friend and her stupid lie—one she should know I would never even believe.
Or they were about to do what we just finished. A grin covers my lips as I watch my best friend. "Jesus, Hanna! I can have a friend!" she exclaims. Friend. Yes, he's totally not her friend, but whatever floats her boat.
Ace's face falls again before he puts his neutral expression back on his stone-cold face. "Well, I need to talk to you and the boys. Could you meet me at home?" Ace asks, staring at Damon. It must be mafia business or else he wouldn't need to leave my house.
He nods as he grips my thighs and carries me into the bedroom, letting the blanket fall off his naked ass. A giggle erupts from my lips as the blankets sway around us. Damon gently lays me on the bed before pressing kisses to my cheek. His concern for me since the pregnancy has never been more serious.
"I'll be back after the conversation." He smiles at me before wrapping the throw blanket around his waist.
A grin pulls at my lips as I stare up at him. "Maybe when you return, you could let me slide onto your face and grind my pussy against your tongue?"
Damon's lips lift into a deep grin as he places one last kiss on my head. "Most definitely. I need to taste you more than once today, that's for sure," he replies through his smile.
"There's cum on my fucking couch!" Bailey shrieks, shattering my conversation and dirty thoughts in a second. Laughter falls from my lips as Damon leaves me on the bed and disappears back into the living room. A sigh falls from my lips as I fall back, wrapping my large blanket around my exposed body.
A small smile crawls its way to my lips as my mind wanders. He's going to be with me for a long time. We're going to have each other for as long as we both decide. He might have to help his brother run the mafia world, but I will be there for him through it all.
He saved me. He saved me from a world that wanted me dead and claimed me as his own. I'm his. Truly forever.
Damon is the drug I could never shake. Nothing has been the same since he growled in my face all those months ago, and it definitely didn’t change after I learned all I did about him.
Forbidden love isn't supposed to last, but ours did. And now we can have it. Forever.
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