Endless Love by Bianca Borell
Chapter Four
BRIA
We stumble into the apartment, entwined in each other, intoxicated on our love with laughter trailing after us. Damien bites my neck, and lust courses through my veins. He kisses me as if he’s thirsty for me, and my skin is his favorite flavor. We bite, lick, and devour each other. I arch myself in response, the ache inside me growing more demanding. He picks me up, and I have no recollection of how we make it to the bedroom.
“Strip for me, baby.”
He’s too damn sexy, ruling over the room, over me, in his gray sweatpants and black T-shirt, appearing wild and raw. He sits and crosses one ankle over his knee, his palms lying flat on the bedcovers, emanating power, fascination, and maleness in its purest form. His eyes darken as they take in every inch of my body. Like I’m the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.
I remove my clothes, savoring every catch of his breath and his eyes pinned on me. When I remain in only my black lingerie, he gulps.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you planned to seduce me.” His voice rings heavy with desire, and I bend forward.
“I did. It’s all for you, only you.”
I sway my hips, dancing to a tune of seduction that plays in my head and drives my body to follow. He knots the sheet in his hands, his patience evaporating as he jerks his chin toward me to approach him. I reach him, and he unclasps my bra with a flick of his thumb and forefinger. My breasts escape their confines, and my nipples flash him in greeting. He takes one in his mouth, twirling his tongue, while his thumb grazes the other. I clasp his shoulders, lost to the pleasure pushing me to the edge. His expert fingers trail patterns all over my body. I decipher the repetitive pattern—mine.
“You’re mine, Bria. Say it.”
“I’m yours forever.” My voice heaves with need, filling the space between us. His eyes never leave mine as he slides the thong down my legs.
“Time I see my wet pussy.”
Naked, he worships me with every look and brush of his finger, his mouth nibbling on every inch of me as desire springs all over my heated body.
“Damien . . .” I plead.
He jumps to his feet and pushes me onto the bed. He rips his clothes off, and it’s my turn to take in his delectable body.
“Like what you see?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“I’ll make sure you’ll like what I’ll do to you better.”
His eyes glow with determination and raw lust as he shoulders his way between my legs, spreading my knees. Damien puts his sinful mouth on me while his fingers drag moan after moan out of me.
I buckle under him, pleasure rolling over my entire body. His stubble scratches my skin, intensifying the heat. I moan his name as he licks every drop of my orgasm.
He rises and thrusts inside me, and I arch my middle to meet him. My hands fly to his back, my nails scratching down his hot skin. We crash over together in ultimate pleasure, and a satisfied smile parts my lips.
“I love you so damn much. I’m the luckiest man on the planet.”
I catch a lone tear roll down his stunning face. I kiss it away and caress his jaw, reassuring him, “I’m here, baby.”
I lean my head on his chest while he caresses my back. Just us, forever us.
