Damon chuckled when he saw Talia squirming under his touch. "Do you want me, kitten?"
"Yes", she breathed.
"What do you want?"
Talia paused when she realized that he wanted her to talk naughty. She bit her lower lip harshly. Can she say what was on her mind?
Damon removed his hand from down there and Talia panicked in her darkness. Will he stop because she was disobedient and didn't speak up? They barely started! How can he stop?
Talia felt the urgency for his hand to go back there because her body ached in need of his touch.
Talia was on the verge of removing the blindfold when she felt the mattress swaying again, and the movement came from all sides.
Damon's chest brushed against Talia's breasts as he crawled on top of her, and her arms snapped to hold onto him.
"I don't want to tie you up." Yet. "Keep your hands on the side, kitten", Damon said, and he hummed in approval when Talia reluctantly spread her arms to rest on the bed sheet.
"I know that this might overwhelming", Damon's breath splashed against her lips. "You don't need to say anything, kitten, but let me know if I am moving too fast or if this is too much."
His words soothed her anxiety, and Damon continued, "Think about what you want, and I will feel your emotions."
Talia nodded obediently. Somehow, this game where she couldn't see a thing and she followed Damon's instruction turned her on. There was freedom in letting him do as he pleases because she knew that he won't harm her. The only thing she wished was less chit-chat and more touching.
Damon hummed in satisfaction. "Arousal. You want my cock inside your pussy."
Talia opened her mouth to respond snarkily, but then she closed it. What was she supposed to say to his shocking words? However, he was right. She wanted him, but his confidence was irritating. Did he need to rub it in?
Talia held her breath in anticipation when she felt that his palm was back to caressing her stomach in small circular movements, inching lower with every rotation.
Damon smiled when he saw her squirming and arching her body in an attempt to get his fingers to reach just a bit lower. He teased her for a while, enjoying every sigh that escaped her lips.
Talia threw her head backward when his finger finally slipped between her folds and ventured inside her.
Talia gasped, surprised by her sensitivity. Her every nerve was firing up, making her lose herself as he added a second finger. His fingers glided in and out of her, curving slightly while his palm pressed on her clit and massaged it as his fingers moved.
Damon loved that her body enjoyed everything he did.
And just like that, in less than a minute, Talia clutched the bed sheets and screamed as she broke apart in his hand.
Damon groaned as Talia's orgasm washed over him and he regretted that his fingers were inside her instead of his cock because he needed only a fraction of that pulsating sensation to push him over the edge with her.
With her sight shut down, Talia's other senses intensified; those same sensations were crashing on Damon and amplifying his need to plunder her insides.
Lost in his arousal, Damon removed his hand and positioned his erection at her entrance, eager to feel her insides tightening around his shaft.
"Ahhh!", Talia's ecstatic cry filled the bedroom and she let go of the bedsheets in order to hold onto Damon.
Damon pried her hands from him and pushed her arms up, pressing on her palms with his into the pillows. Their fingers interlaced and he thrusted inside her like there is no tomorrow.
Talia shook her head frantically, unsure how to deal with intense sensations that were coming from all directions, including from within her. Damon's scent was all around her, his ragged breathing mixed with groans sounded close to her ear, and his body pressed on hers, and there was the otherworldly friction as he stretched her insides, and the delicious sparks caressed every cell in her body.
"Fuck!", Damon cursed loudly when his ass buckled, and he released his load inside her as his movements became jerky.
Talia's body trembled under him as his orgasm crashed on her and she whimpered when she reached another high that was unknown to her previously.
Damon never came so quickly, and every time with Talia was better than the previous one.
Her moans and gasps created a symphony that perfectly accompanied the sounds of his skin slapping against hers, and he didn't want to stop. He couldn't stop.
Her arousal mixed with his, one pleasure amplified the other, and the desire was maddening.
Damon hoped that his stamina will never run out because he promised to fuck her until daylight, and he was eager to fulfill that promise.
Sometime later…
Damon gently wiped Talia's body with a damp towel.
Talia didn't move much, letting him do as he pleases.
At some point, after her fourth (or was it fifth?) orgasm, Damon removed her blindfold, so now she was able to watch his relaxed expression as he tended to her body.
His happiness washed over her and there was some lust as well, and their worlds were at peace.
Talia tensed as he wiped her midsection more than necessary. She was super-sensitive, feeling like she was at the brink of orgasm and his every touch was torturously pleasurable.
Damon tossed the towel on the side and joined Talia to spoon her from behind.
He kissed her shoulder. "How are you doing, kitten?"
Talia sighed. "I don't know how to put this into words." There were so many things, all good ones. "I'm sure you can feel my emotions."
Damon chuckled with glee. He could feel that she was sated and also craving for more, just how he was.
His hands moved to fondle her breasts, and he loved how her nipples hardened within seconds in response to his touch.
A small yawn escaped her lips and Damon's movements paused.
"Are you sleepy?"
"A little bit", she admitted.
Damon frowned. How is he going to indulge in carnal pleasures until daylight if she falls asleep halfway?
"Aww!", Talia cried when Damon pinched her nipples harshly, radiating pain swiftly morphed into arousal that converged at her core and she moaned. What the hell was that?
Everything Damon did was amazing, but how was it possible that when he caused her pain, it turned into pleasure? What sorcery was that?
"You can sleep longer in the morning.", Damon said while lifting her leg and scooting closer to her.
Talia gasped when she realized that the thing probing at her entrance was his erection.
Here they go again!
Any traces of her drowsiness disappeared when he tilted her hips backward to give him better access to her sweet spot, and she didn't resist, not even a little bit.
"Ahhh...", a loud shaky breath escaped Talia's lips as she plunged into this madness willingly.
Damon was behind her, his chest pressed on her back, his lips latched onto her neck, his one hand fondled her breasts, while his other one was down there teasing her clit, and he was making his way in and out of her in slow deliberate movements.
Every move was erotic, amplified by addictive sparks that danced over her skin, urging her to get more of Damon, and her hips moved to meet his on an instinct. He belonged there, deep inside her.
This was a new position with nothing pressing on her front and she felt exposed. Normally, Damon would be on top of her, sandwiching her between his body and whatever was behind her, and Talia craved for something that would give her a sense of safety.
With her right hand, Talia grabbed the cover that was bunched on the side and she tried to pull it over her.
Damon paused the movements of his hips and grabbed her hand.
"Are you cold, kitten?", he murmured into her ear.
Talia shook her head in response. How could she be cold? Her body was on fire. But she wanted to cover up because she felt something missing at her front, and when she looked down, she could see her naked body and his hands caressing her flesh, and their legs were intertwined.
Damon chuckled. "Is this the time to be shy?" The truth was that he loved seeing her flustered. He couldn't see her face from their current position, but he could imagine her adorable expression.
"I... don't know what to do with my hands.", she came up with something quickly.
"Let me help you with that…", Damon murmured.
Talia's eyes widened in shock when she realized that Damon was guiding her right hand toward the cradle of her thighs.
He moved his fingers over hers, making her touch herself. "Do you like it faster, or slower? With more force, or gentle?"
Talia never did anything like that. It was stimulating and overwhelming at the same time.
"That's it, kitten… do what makes you feel good… don't hold back anything in front of me... you are wonderful…", Damon encouraged her and released her hand.
She closed her eyes and released a shaky breath. Her lame excuse resulted in her touching herself and Damon's hips were moving again.
