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Damon forced his lips in and pushed his tongue into her mouth, he was going back and forth in it at great speed and Olivia couldn’t stop moaning. she’d latched onto Damon’s hair and was sure she’d already taken a good chunk out of him given how hard she was holding on. She didn’t care about that because, as far as she was concerned, it wasn’t her fault at all that he’d insisted on showing her all these wonders standing up while the bed was right there. Withdrawing his tongue from his mouth, Damon licked his lips and looked at her attentively. She was no longer in that world, and he intended to make her dream last. He carried her like a princess and laid her on the bed there. He got up again and looked at her body carefully, wanting to know himself where to start.

-Are you going to spend the rest of the evening looking at me like that, or do I have to beg you to go on?

A smile played across Damon’s lips; he knew she didn’t know what she was talking about, because when she was still in her right mind, he’d understood very well that she was a shy girl, but now she was under the effect of desire, and he was happy to see her so mad because of him. Advancing to the bed, he had her panties removed as slowly as possible, like a slow-motion shot the paparazzi were zooming in on to get a good look at the face of their next headline-grabbing target. This applicable slowness of his created shame in her. When he removed the fabric completely, she looked at him curiously.

-It’s an Oscalito thong, it’s pretty.

Olivia was surprised. She’d never thought she’d hear a man talk about or even recognize a brand of lingerie, unless he was in the habit of shopping with his wife or girlfriend.

-Don’t be surprised, darling, I’m not in the habit of taking time to take it off, but I just rock it, and you know that some women are so attached to their lingerie that they keep saying, “Be careful, I’ve taken it from Clavin Klein, I’ve taken it from Lise Charmel, Spanx Audabe… eventually I got to know all that.

Olivia realized that she’d fallen prey to a Don Juan, and she wanted to tell him the truth and walk away, but the fire in her belly just kept getting hotter and hotter, and the other story would have to wait. He began to caress her body and his hand rested on her intimacy, which he began to massage properly. Olivia gritted her teeth to keep from moaning, even though this was just the beginning. He moved his head to her neck and licked her skin, sucking on it too. His hand now rested on her right breast and he caressed it while pinching her nipple. Olivia clung to his back and it always ended in scratching.

He reached down gently and took her left nipple in his mouth while the other still followed the torture of his hand. This had lasted a few minutes and it was finally time for him to take it to the next level, he brought his right hand down and pushed a finger inside her, she moaned softly, he sent a second and she arched her back. He was finally able to see her facial features, since she was lying down and in no danger of falling. She tried to hold on to his arm, but he blocked her with his free hand. He began to move faster as he caressed her little bud, her moans intensifying and he could feel her tightening around his fingers, a sign that she was already coming. He was willing to keep playing with her, but at least he wanted to give her that first orgasm. He went faster and when he heard her let out a long sigh, he felt a liquid running over his fingers. He withdrew his fingers and advanced to her face, she had her eyes closed and was still trying to catch her breath.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

-So, your very first orgasm, darling, did you enjoy it?

-Loving would be an understatement. It was so good that I could continue my evening with a big smile.

Damon quirked his lips. He didn’t intend to set her free, because right now she’d just tasted the magic of his fingers, but his member could make her see higher, and that’s what he intended to do.

He captured her lips and kissed her passionately, which surprised even Olivia. If she wanted to label him, it was certainly going to be sex god and nothing else. His tongue danced against hers and he kept caressing her skin. Given the fire burning inside her, it didn’t even feel like she’d just had an orgasm.

-Are you ready, gorgeous?

She was astonished; she didn’t need to be ready anymore, since it had already been almost two hours since he’d subjected her to this torture, so there was no need to be ready. Damon detached himself from her and got rid of her clothes. As far as he was concerned, this girl was still a virgin and it was a good thing she couldn’t see the size of his member through that red light, otherwise he was sure she’d get scared. He quickly slipped on a condom and returned to position himself above her, kissing her fiercely. He wanted her to be immersed in another world before he surprised her. Slowly, he slipped inside her and felt her arch. She didn’t move and her breathing seemed to have stopped, which is why he didn’t move, waiting for her to get used to it. When she began to move her kidney, he understood that she now wanted to give herself up to pleasure, so he began to move slowly in and out of her. her moans pushed Damon to go faster and some time later, he felt her tighten around his member, a sign that she already wanted to explode, but he wasn’t yet ready to release her.

-You’ll let go when I ask you to, won’t you?

She didn’t have the strength to answer him orally, her whole body trembling. She nodded even though she knew she couldn’t hold out. After five quick thrusts, he felt her hold him tightly against her, causing him to explode and moan as he let his seed spill out. He let his body fall against hers without crushing her. She was still in another world and Damon couldn’t deny the fact that he’d enjoyed it, because it was really different from the other times he’d fucked all those messy girls. If he really wanted to put a name to what he’d just done with this girl, he’d say he’d made love to her, and that was the first time in his entire existence.