don’t really know what to say. I want him to choose me of his own free will. I need him to. For my plan to work, I need him to need and want me too.
“You can tell me anything, baby. You know that, right?”
I look at him, really look at him. I thought I could tell him everything. I was ready to confess who I am to him before Leona kissed him. Or he kissed her. I can’t tell him anything now, not when it could all be a game to him. I’d rather lose a game I’m playing than lose a game I didn’t know I was playing.
Telling him how I feel about Leona might make him push her away more and that’s what I want isn’t it? I do, I’m just not sure of the reason why I want her out of the picture so much. Is it to take her down? Or is it so I can have Damon to myself?
Either way I want her gone.
“I do know that. It’s just...” I pause. I need the perfect words to keep him on my side. “Leona isn’t going to stop is she? She’s going to keep coming back. I don’t know how to contact her, yet she accused me of setting her up tonight. It will never end will it?” I sigh. “Not until we’re apart.”
“Not gonna fucking happen. I’m keeping you, Ella. Nobody is gonna part us,” he growls. “I’m. Keeping. You. You’re mine, beauty.” It’s said with so much conviction, I can’t help but believe him.
“Okay. Now fuck me,” I say, giggling.
He lowers himself back down on me. A low growl emits from deep in his chest, vibrating against my breasts. It’s a low rumble passing through him, to me. The animalistic sound heightens my arousal, pushing my need for him to an all time high.
His lips smash into mine as his hands grab the sides of my knickers, tearing them, and throwing the torn material behind him, to the floor. A small whimper escapes my bruised lips. Damon’s answering groan lets me know he’s feeling the same need as me.
My hands thrust into his hair, anchoring him to me. He deepens the kiss whilst pushing his hard cock into my wet slit, pressing against my throbbing clit.
“You’re so fucking wet, beauty. Fuck.”
I cry out, needing him filling me. “Damon, please.”
He thrusts into me with one quick, possessive slide. I cry out at the fullness and he pauses when he’s in to the hilt. Damon rolls his hips, pressing against my swollen clit, which pounds and twitches in rhythm with my raging heartbeat.
He begins thrusting in a steady rhythm, each glide hitting me just right, making my core clench around his thick shaft.
“Fuck, Ella. You feel fucking perfect. Tell me you’re mine.”
I can’t respond. The intense feelings are too much. I’m panting, and with each inhale I pull in, I inch closer and closer to the edge. I need that release. I need to fall.
Damon grabs my hips and changes his angle, changing the depth of penetration. That’s all it takes. I fly over the edge. Explosions blast behind my eyes, as I scream his name, and ride the waves of euphoria.
I come around just in time to hear Damon grunt his orgasm, and spill his seed deep inside me. I’m so sated, my limbs so heavy, I fall asleep with Damon still buried deep within me.
CHAPTER FIVE
DAMON
I lie awake and watch Ella sleeping peacefully below me. She’s so fucking beautiful. She passed out with me still deep inside her and I can’t bring myself to pull out. I’d live in her pussy if I could. She’s so fucking snug around my cock. I’m still hard. How can I not be when I’m still buried to the hilt?
Tonight went to shit, but she shocked me. I didn’t expect her to come to me. I thought she was closing herself off again but it seems to have opened her up more.
I don’t know what Leona is playing at but she needs to stop. I’m not losing Ella before the time comes for her to know my secrets. I need her for as long as I can keep her. I’ll do whatever it takes to make her love me. I need her to love me if I want my plan to work. She needs to be in so deep that she can’t fucking