Seven Nights of Sin - Lacey Alexander [110]
He lifted her hand from his chest to his mouth, kissing the back of it. “I love you, too, Brenna.”
And their new position made it so that one of his thighs lay stretched between hers, and when he began to move in her again, it stimulated her clit in just the right way. She lifted instinctively to rub against him, seek more pleasure—and seeing her response, he began to saw his thigh more rhythmically across her wet slit. “Is that good, babe?”
“Mmm,” she whimpered. “Yes, baby. Yes.”
And driving his cock deep inside her, sliding his thigh across the nub jutting from the front of her flesh, he took her closer and closer to heaven, until…“Oh God—yes, yes, yes!” The orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave coming up out of the pool, taking away all feeling but utter and thorough pleasure. She bucked against him, drinking it in, reveling in the hot joy of it.
“Oh, Damon—that was nice.”
He altered their position just enough to lean in and kiss her. “You can get used to that, too.” Then he rolled her to her back once more, positioning himself atop her and proceeding to fuck her slow and deep, making her feel each long thrust, and peering deeply into her eyes, until he said, “Oh shit, babe—I don’t want to come yet, but I’m coming. You’re making me come.”
And then he pounded into her, pummeling her with each hard stroke, making her feel the intensity of his climax—until he finally went still but didn’t move from inside her. He simply lowered his body to rest atop hers and kissed her sweetly, their tongues sparring playfully.
“How did I make you come?” she asked, smiling up at him. “I mean, I…wasn’t really doing anything.”
“It was from looking into your pretty eyes.”
She practically gulped at his reply. “Really? That’s all?”
He gave a short, direct nod. “That’s all it takes, apparently, after being away from you for a few weeks. Something which, by the way, I don’t intend to let happen again.”
As he rolled off of her and onto his back, she peered up through the vine-covered wrought iron that crisscrossed the bed to the dark sky above. She couldn’t see stars here—too much light—but she could see the moon and feel the breeze, and just like in the desert, experiencing even such simple things with Damon made her feel alive.
“I’m so happy,” she said. “I have you back, and we’re going to work together by day, and fuck each other’s brains out by night, and all will be right with the world.”
Next to her, he laughed.
“Although, I feel bad for Kelly. She went to so much trouble, planning all this with you and convincing me to come—and here I am, ditching her for a guy. No offense,” she said, rolling onto her side to look down at him, “but that’s a major girlfriend sin, at any age.”
Yet Damon merely chuckled, pulling her naked body to his. “Don’t worry about Kelly. She’s taken care of.”
Brenna blinked. “What do you mean?”
“Tomorrow, Anthony will be joining us at the pool. And if he and Kelly hit it off, he’s going to take her out for dinner and a night at Rendezvous.”
Brenna threw her head back in a laugh. “Oh my God, she’s going to be in heaven.” Then she gazed playfully down into her lover’s eyes. “And where will we be tomorrow night?”
“Wherever you want. I don’t care. As long as I’m with you.”
She tilted her head, thinking. “Maybe we’ll…revisit the gondolas. Or the Eiffel Tower. Every time I think about either one, I get wet.”
Damon replied with a low growl of arousal. “Then we’re hitting both. And you’re not wearing panties. And you’re going to shave your pussy before we go out, and I’m going to watch. And by the time we actually get to fuck, you’re going to be crazed with lust, just like the first time we hit the gondolas.”
She nuzzled closer to him, letting the fresh heat invade her and bring out the dirty girl inside. “I can’t wait.”
“And once we get Inspiration in good shape—get a few more acts signed, get Austin’s CD in the works, get the office up and running—I’m taking you on a trip.”
Her eyebrows lifted. “Really? Where