Free Taming Damian by Jessica Wood Page A

baby?” I felt his hot breath against my opening, and it sent shivers down my back.
    “Yes!” I gasped for air.
    My toes curled against the sheets as his thumb suddenly began to circle my clitoris while his tongue lapped up my wetness.
    Then I heard a familiar sound and felt something cool and light around the opening of my pussy. “Hey, that tickles,” I giggled uncontrollably. “What is that?”
    “Something sweet to go with your honey,” he growled.
    It was whipped cream from a canister.
    I didn’t have a chance to respond because his tongue was already expertly licking and sucking me again, and all I could think about was the pleasure that overtook every thought and fiber in my body, leaving me breathless and desperate for more. I suddenly screamed as I felt his tongue enter me, sending me to the point of no return.
    “Damian, I’m going to come if you don’t stop,” I cried. My hands tightened their grip on the bed sheets as a current of earth-shattering pleasure rippled through my body.
    But instead of stopping and teasing me further, his tongue moved rapidly against my clitoris as his two of fingers entered me. A sharp gasp escaped my lips when his fingers curled into a hook as they continued moving in and out of me, hitting my g-spot with each thrust. Within seconds, my body began to spasm out of control and I cried out as an intense current of pleasure crashed through me, taking me over the edge of ecstasy.
    At some point in time after the tingles that blanketed my body had begun to subside—perhaps it was seconds, minutes, or even hours later—I felt him untie my wrists and remove my blindfold from my eyes. I blinked as the bright morning sunlight coming in from the bay window temporarily blinded me. When my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw him gazing down at me with his warm blue eyes. I sighed at how much those eyes could cause me to feel the way I did. His hand brushed a few loose strands of hair from my face as he smiled down at me.
    “I love you, Alex.” His voice was smooth and rich like dark chocolate, and I felt my insides melt at his declaration.
    “You sure have a way of showing it.” I giggled as I pulled him down for a kiss.
    “Are you complaining?” he teased.
    “Not at all. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
    He shifted his body and lay next to me, his fingers playing with my hair. “Good, because I have a lot more ways to show you.” He gave me a sinful smile full of promises that left my body craving for more.
    “I love you too, Damian.” I wrapped my arm around his chest and rested my cheek against the contours of his chest. I heard the fast beating of his heart thump gently against my ear and felt my body mold perfectly against his.
    As I slowly drifted off to sleep, there was a nagging voice in the back of my mind that I couldn’t seem to shake. Even if he makes a good boyfriend, is that enough for you and the baby? If this is the only way he knows how to show you he loves you, is he mature enough to be there for you, to be there for this baby? Would he even want you to keep this baby once he found out? And even if he did, would he be willing to be a father to this child despite the truth?
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    “It’s really good to see you, Alex.” Chris smiled at me from across the table. His eyes twinkled in that same sincere way I had become so familiar with during our four years together, and it wasn’t until now that I realized how much I’d missed that comforting smile and gaze that reminded me so much of my old home.
    “I know. I’m so glad you’re in town.”
    “Me too. So how are you?”
    I sighed. “To be honest, I’ve really been a total mess lately. So I’m glad I can sit down and talk to someone who knows about this.”
    He furrowed his brows and frowned. “You haven’t told him yet, have you?”
    “No.” I lowered my head and stared at my food.
    “How are you feeling about everything?”
    I shrugged as I thought about his question. “It’s been