Damien didn’t give me time to recover. He grabbed my waist and lifted me effortlessly, carrying me to the living room couch like I weighed nothing. The same couch where Ethan and I watched movies together. The wrongness of it only made me wetter.
He threw me down on my back and ripped my lingerie off completely, leaving me naked and exposed. His eyes roamed over my body with raw, obsessive hunger.
"Spread your legs," he ordered.
I obeyed, shame burning in my chest even as I opened my thighs wide for him. Damien dropped to his knees between my legs and attacked my p***y like a man possessed. His tongue plunged deep inside me, f*****g me roughly while his lips sucked hard on my swollen c**t. Two thick fingers joined his tongue, stretching me open as he devoured every drop of my arousal.
