“An animal? I highly doubt that.” I played along, hoping he would go further.
“Yes, Addie, an animal. One that will mount you and melt you from the inside,” he said low and domineering.
“You think too highly of yourself, Mr. Evans,” I retorted, swallowing my nerves. His eyes became wrought with desire as he stood up and moved slowly to me, his hungry eyes fusing me to where I sat.
“I think today you will need to learn just how much power I have over you,” he said hoarsely as he leaned in close, taking my hand and yanking me up.
“On the bed,” he ordered. I looked at Daimon wary of where he was going with all this. “On the bed, Addie…now!” I sat down on the edge of the bed and waited. “So my Addie likes doing naughty things in public places,” he said as he sat down on a chair in front of me.
“Daimon,” I said, trying to act as though his actions hadn’t aroused me.
“I see you wore my summer dress again,” he commented, ignoring me. “Lift it up. I want to see your pussy,” he ordered.
“Daimon,” I muttered again, uncomfortable with all the windows and sliding doors open.
“Now, Addie, lift up your dress and let me see that sweet, sweet heat that is mine.” His voice was lowered as he rested his elbows on his knees waiting for me.
I sat confused with my emotions. The logical part of me wanted to get up and smack him, but the part of me that needed his dominance, the part of me that yearned for this, fought hard. I slowly lifted up my dress, exposing myself to him. The warm air hit my core, causing my body to shiver with goose bumps.
“No panties…very nice, Addie,” he groaned as he sucked in his breath. “Play with yourself,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. I slowly brought my hand to my pussy, uncertain of my actions. My cold fingers jolted my labia as I hesitantly moved. “Look at me when you’re doing it,” he said darkly. I unwillingly met his eyes. The hunger that lay deep in the blue of his eyes compelled me to move faster. I let out a breath as I fought the whirlwind of emotions, fear, lust and hunger. I dove my finger inside me as he watched. My juices making me sleek as I inserted another finger. “Keep going, Addie,” Daimon urged me on. I brought my other hand to my clit and massaged it slowly as I fingered myself, the heat of his gaze exciting me more.
“Faster,” he was barely able to say as he unzipped his jeans and took out his cock. The air around us was heavy with a savage lust. I bit my lower lip, forcing myself to focus on my frantic need for release. I watched on as Daimon pumped hard on his penis. I brought my legs up to the edge of the bed further opening up myself. “Fuck,” he groaned as he stood up and walked over to me. With each step he took, I felt my pussy tremble with need. I wanted him inside me, deep inside me. I wanted him to feel my pussy tighten around him as I came. “Spread your legs wider,” he said gruffly as he stood over me, looking down at me through his hooded eyes.
I spread my legs as far as I could. Daimon growled low into his chest as he placed the head of his cock at the mouth of my pussy. “It’s glistening. You’re so wet,” he gritted out as he swiped the head of his cock once on my swollen flesh. My breath hitched as I nearly came. “Not yet,” he bit out. He grabbed onto my thighs and plunged himself deep. “Tighten that sweet fucking heat around me,” he said roughly. The instant he said it my pussy tensed up, feeling his thick length. Daimon moved, abandoning all control, his frantic thrusts, moving in deeper and harder. His head fell back as he tightened his grip on my thighs. “Fuck, Addie,” he grunted. I continued to play with my clit circling around, seeking my orgasm. God, he looked so perfect between my legs as he surged into my pussy.
Daimon was mine and I finally realized it.
“Come, Addie. Come now,” he snarled. His words commanded me and my pussy obeyed as I came, falling back into the bed. Daimon’s thrusts became shallow as he came off his high.
“Your pussy is the best fucking pussy I’ve ever had.” He smiled down at me, completely sated.
“Really?” I said, pushing him out of me.
“What?” he looked confused.
“Nothing, forget it.” I grew angry at his thoughtless comment.
“I know enough that when a woman says nothing it means a lot.” Daimon crawled onto me pining me down.
“Get off me,” I said, turning my head.
“Addie, you are the only woman I have ever had this kind of intense sex with. It doesn’t compare. Not even to my very naughty wet dreams I had of you growing up,” he smirked.
“You have to be kidding me.” I looked at him in disbelief.