Chapter 57
“Damion, I need you.” She says breathlessly.
I push the shirt she is wearing up so that I can see her, and I freeze.
“You aren’t wearing any underwear.”
She bites her lips a little and shakes her head.
I pull her forward so that she and I are touching.
“Make yourself cum.” I say.
She blinks in shock, “What?”
I grab her ass and grind her pussy against my dick, “Make. Yourself. Cum.”
She stares at me for a moment, then her hand slowly come to my shoulders and she starts
grinding. I don’t move, I just grab her hips and encourage her.
“Move. Please.” She begs.
“No. Keep going. You aren’t going to stop until you cum.” I say.
Her brows her furrow, but she does as I say.
I reach over and flip the pancake so that it is on the plate with the rest as she keeps.
grinding.
“Damion.” She moans.
I watch as her lips part and her face fills with pleasure. I like seeing her like this, at my will.
Its only fair since she has always had me at hers.
“Ohhh, fuck. I’m close.”
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She grinds a little faster.
I grab her jaw, “Look at me when you cum.” I demand.
She nods and keeps grinding.
Her body tenses and she looks me dead in the eye as she cums all over my dick. After shes. done, her body slumps against mine and she breathes heavily.
“Every time you test me, like not wearing underwear you are going to make yourself cum like that. I won’t be inside you yet, I want our first time to be special even if it isn’t your first time, so I’ll wait.”
“Why do you think its not my first time?” She asks while sitting up.
My brows furrow, “I assumed you and Jason had… you know.”
She shakes her head, “No. We never did more than kiss and hold hands.”
“Never?” I confirm.
“Never.”
I was the only guy to make her cum and beg. I was the only one with my tongue between her thighs. I was the only one who had the fucking honor of having his dick sucked by her.
I would be the first and last one inside of her.
I kiss her slow and gentle this time. I want her to feel how I feel about her, but I can’t yet. I can’t tell her I love her and I can’t mark her. She’s not ready and I don’t want to push her.
There is a knock at the door that makes us break apart. We look at each other with confused expressions.
“We’re you expecting someone?” I ask.
She shakes her head no.
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“Go put some pants on, I’ll see who it is.”
“No, let me go.” She argues.
“Lee, you don’t have any bottoms on.
“And you don’t have a shirt or pants on.”
There is another knock.
“Fine, we will both put clothes on.”
She gives a satisfied simile and my heart warms a little knowing she doesn’t want anyone to
see me but her.
We both go to her room, I slip on a shirt and my jeans and she slips on a pair of white lace
underwear and some little pajama shorts. In all honesty they are too short for my liking.
but I sure as hell am not going to tell her what she can and can’t wear. Its her fucking body
and if anyone decides to be a dumbfuck and look or touch it, I will fuck them up.
We both walk to the front door, Lee’s hand goes out to open it but I lightly slap it away and put her behind me.
“Stay behind me.” I say.
She gives me a confused look, but doesn’t argue.
I open the door and Officer Peters is standing there. He has short red hair and a beard.
“Morning, Officer.”
“Morning, Damion. I was hoping to talk to Lee Emerson. Is she here?”
“Can I ask what for?”
He sighs, “Technically no. But if you get her, I will let her stay with you when I ask her some
questions. I don’t want her to be alone.”
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I nod and open the door to reveal Lee,
“Morning, Lee. Can I come in?”
She nods, “Morning, Officer Peters. How are you?‘
“I’m good, thank you.”
Lee has her hair around her face and is trying to cover her neck. She said she would report it, but I don’t think she wants to anymore. That might be for the best considering Jared will never be seen again.
“I have some questions for you about Jared Thompson. You know him?”
She looks shocked, she forgets about her neck and drops her hands, “Yes.”
His eyes go wide and he looks at me, “Lee, there are bruises on your
neck.”
He better not fucking think I did that, he knows I love her.
Her hand flies to her neck and she looks down.
“You can tell me who did it, I can protect you. Even if they are in this room.” He says looking at me again.
My hands curl into fists.
“What! Oh my God, no. Damion would never hurt me.” She says like she can’t believe he
just said that.
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