Free Hope by Sam Crescent Page B

and he felt his entire
body stir for a piece of her. Damon wanted to walk into the shower, wrap his arms
around her, sink his cock inside her, and never let go. He heard her moving
around the bathroom. He heard her gasp as she tested the cold water. He
wondered if she was naked or still wore her clothing. Her large tits would
spill forward hanging down. Would she have large or small nipples? Red or brown? His mouth watered at the thought of tasting
her. Damon wanted to do more than get his hands on her. He wanted to get his
mouth, tongue, and dick all over her and inside her.
    He ran a hand over his face as his dick pulsed inside his
jeans. Shit, he was not going to be controlled by his desire for her. Penny was
not going to have to worry about his attentions. Her head popped around the
corner of his bedroom.
    “Do you have a shirt I can borrow?”
    Damon stood, pulled his shirt over his head, and threw it at
her. “Enjoy.”
    The shirt landed in her face.
    “You’re going to have to get better at catching,” he said.
    “If you’d stop throwing it in my face, I would.”
    He chuckled and walked past her. “Don’t go checking my ass
out either.”
    Damon didn’t know if she did. He wanted to tear the bath
towel from her body and explore every inch of her.
    “You forgot your food rations from Don again,” she said.
    He cursed. When he’d taken her out of the club, food had
been the last thing on his mind.
    “I’ll sort something out tomorrow.” He put his clothing on
the toilet seat while he washed.
    He tested the water in the bucket and winced at the feel.
What he’d give for something nice and warm.
    The towel Penny had been using was resting on his clothing
when he finished. He frowned. Damon hadn’t heard her walk in.
    Wrapping the towel around his hips, he walked into the
bedroom. Penny lay facing the direction he was walking. Her eyes were open.
    “You came into the bathroom?” he asked.
    She was silent for several moments and then smiled. “You
have a cute butt.”
    Damon burst out laughing. “I told you not to check it out.”
    “You became too much of a temptation. I couldn’t resist
having a little peek at you.”
    He dropped his clothing on the floor stalking to his bed. Damon
whipped the blanket off her body.
    “Let’s see how you like it?” he asked, laughing as he turned
her over.
    Penny started to fight him. Her giggles made him smile
wider. She wore his shirt, and it started to ride up as she pulled out of his
hold.
    “You’re not looking at my ass,” she said. Damon let her
think she was stronger than he. Her fighting made her all the more tempting
when he saw her tits bounce. The natural curves were highlighted through the
shirt with each of her movements.
    “Now, you’ve become too much temptation to ignore.” He
lifted her over his lap with her ass facing him. Damon pulled his shirt up and
slapped her rounded ass.
    She yelped, laughing at his teasing.
    “Lovely and round.” He gave her
a few gentle taps, and then he realised she was still on his lap. Looking down
at her ass, he saw she was naked. She wore no panties, only his shirt.
    Damon ran his hand over the curves of her butt. His hand
print had left small red prints. They would fade in a matter of moments. His
cock thickened at the sight of her. She was even more perfect than he imagined.
    “Damon?” she asked.
    Her arousal wafted up to him. She smelled musky and turned
on. Running his free hand over his face, Damon let her go. She knelt on the bed
as he pulled a pair of boxers over his swollen cock.
    “Didn’t you like what you saw?”
    He closed his eyes. He was in pain from how much he liked
what he saw.
    “I don’t want to talk about it, Penny. Roll over, and go to
sleep.”
    Several minutes had passed when he heard her sniffle.
Turning towards her, he saw her back faced him.
    “Are you crying?”
    “No.”
    He walked round to her side of the bed. Tears ran down her
cheeks.
    “Why are you crying?” he