DAMIEN’S POV
The thread snapped.
I grabbed her by the throat and crushed my mouth to hers.
The kiss was rough, hungry, all teeth and tongue and raw need. She moaned into me instantly, pressing her body flush against mine, soft curves molding to every hard line of me. Her hands flew up, wrapping around my neck, fingers digging into my hair as she pulled me closer, kissing me back like she was starving.
Fuck, she tasted like heaven and sin mixed together.
1 groaned deep in my chest, the sound rumbling against her lips. “You asked for this, baby,” I rasped, breaking the kiss just long enough to speak. “I won’t be gentle.”
“Yes,” she panted, eyes wild and dark. “Do whatever you want with me.”
My cock jumped hard at those words, straining painfully against my pants.
I couldn’t wait anymore.
I lifted her up effortlessly, her legs wrapping around my waist on instinct as I carried her toward the bed, mouths still fused together. She kissed me right back, nails scraping my neck, hips grinding against me in a way that nearly made me lose it right there.I sat down on the edge of the mattress with her straddling me, then-without warning-flipped her over my lap.
She gasped, the sound sharp and surprised, her body bending across my thighs, red satin riding up. I hesitated for one heartbeat, hand hovering over her ass, giving her one last chance to change her mind.
But when she twisted her head to look back at me, eyes wide and trusting, lips swollen from my kisses… I saw nothing but want. Trust. Love.
No fear.
That was all I needed.
I dragged the hem of the dress up to her waist, slow and deliberate, exposing the tiny black lace thong she wore underneath. My mouth went dry.
“Perfect,” I muttered, voice thick.
I hooked a finger under the lace, pulling it tight between her cheeks, pressing it against her until she whimpered and squirmed. Then I yanked it down her thighs, snapping the flimsy thing clean off and tossing it aside.
Her bare ass was right there-round, soft, waiting.
I squeezed one cheek hard, then rubbed slow circles over the skin.
“Are you ready, baby?””Yes,” she breathed, voice trembling with excitement.
I brought my hand down-hard.
The slap echoed in the room. She jerked forward with a sharp cry, fingers clawing at the sheets.
“Are you okay, baby?” I asked immediately, voice low but steady.
– She nodded fast, pushing her ass up toward me again.
“Use words,” I commanded.
“Yes,” she whispered.
1 spanked her again-harder this time.
“Count.”
“One,” she gasped.
Again.
“Two…”
By five, her skin was turning pink. By ten, she was moaning-actually moaning-arching into every strike like she couldn’t get enough.
I couldn’t believe it. My sweet, shy Rose was taking it like she was born for this. Pushing back, begging with her body for more.
Twenty.Her ass was glowing red, hot under my palm. She was breathing hard, trembling, but still lifting herself toward me.
I slid my fingers between her thighs and cursed under my breath.
“Fuck, baby… you’re soaked.”
She was dripping, slick and ready, coating my fingers the second I touched her.
1 pulled her up gently, turning her to straddle me again.
Her eyes were blown wide, pupils huge, cheeks flushed deep red.
“Are you okay?” I asked, cupping her face.
“Yes,” she panted.
“Did you like it?”
“Come for me,” I ordered, voice rough. “Milk my cock.”
She shattered.
Her whole body convulsed, walls clenching hard around me, pulling me deeper as she came with a broken cry.
I followed right after-groaning her name into her mouth, thrusting deep one last time and emptying inside her, hot and endless.
We collapsed together, breathing ragged, sweat-slicked, hearts pounding in sync.
I stayed inside her, not ready to pull out, forehead pressed to hers.
Then —she laughed.A soft, breathless, happy laugh.
I pulled back, blinking down at her. Had I fucked her so hard she tost her mind?
“That felt so good,” she whispered, still giggling, eyes shining. “I loved it.”
I groaned, dropping my head to her shoulder. “You drive me insane.”
I kissed her neck, her jaw, her lips-soft now, reverent.
“This is just the beginning,” I murmured against her skin.”
AIL the things we’re going to do from now on, mate…. hope you don’t regret it.”
“Never,” she said firmly, fingers threading through my hair.
I pulled back to look at her-really look. Her face was flushed, hair wild, lips swollen, eyes soft and full of love.
Mine.
All mine.
I cupped her face, thumb brushing her cheek.
“I love you so fucking much, I whispered, voice thick with everything | felt.
She smiled, bright and beautiful.
“I love you too.”And just like that, the darkness didn’t feel so dark anymore.

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