TWENTY FIVE

SELENA

It was finally happening!

The very moment I needed was finally happening.

As Damon dragged my towel off my body, I felt certain excitement within me and I knew I really wanted that moment.

The few times I ever feel that excited are when I have missions to go on or when I have to deal with disobedient members and defaulters.

As I felt his hands gently squeeze my buttocks, I felt a rush and I took my hands to his shirt. While our kiss kept making slippery noises while getting more intense, I began to work on getting rid of his buttoned shirt.

When his shirt was out of the picture, I hurriedly reached for his trousers whose zipper cooperated. Blinded by my need to hold his dick in my hands again, I didn't bother to get the outfit off him. His trousers hung around his legs helplessly.

Slowly, I began to stroke him through his briefs. I wore a smile as I felt his erection grow little by little. My smile widened even more as one of his hands made its way to my bosom and began to play with one of my boobs.

As he gently squeezed my nipple between his fingers, I felt a slight shiver in my spine and for a second, I had to back away from his hot kiss.

As I panted hard, I stared at him.

I didn't imagine that Damon would be as intense as he was.

Don't get me wrong, I love it. It turns me on. Damon greatly turns me on.

But, it seems I have judged Damon wrongly. I thought his lack of real sexual experience would cause me to feel rather disappointed.

But so far, his touch alone makes my insides growl with the need for more.

As I released sharp breaths, Damon locked eyes with me while he got rid of his trousers and briefs.

Soon, he was just like me. Naked.

I found myself teasing my lower lip as I stared at his dick whose shaft was now veined and more upright. Something felt different between my legs and I knew I couldn't continue to stand helplessly like a fool.

Swiftly, I pulled his hand and dragged him until I had his back against the wall just like he did to me minutes ago when he successfully seduced me with his deadly looks and voice.

Damon kept an eye on me as I began to toy my fingers around his nipples. My lower body caged itself between his thick lap and I began to dance gently over his shaft.

As our skin made more contact, I felt the sensitivity of my clit and the hardness of my nipples grow. I had no intention to lose my cool yet, so I planted my lips on one of his dark nipples and as I gave it a simple suck, Damon yanked a great mass of my hair and made me look at him.

While his action made me even hornier, I wondered if he was about to change his mind. I didn't want that to happen.

"What are you doing?" His voice was raspy and his breath was as irregular as mine. His face wore a certain look that told me that I was right about him being attracted to me.

"What do you think I am doing?" I bit my lower lip gently as I began to rub my hands over his body until I got to his thick cock which I held firmly. "I want to make you feel good." Slowly, I started to stroke him.

"Oh," he moaned softly.

"Why?" My hands wouldn't stop touching his dick. It felt so warm and addictive. As each stroke advanced into something that made the wetness between my legs grow, I watched his face wear a look of pleasure. "Can't I make you feel good?"

I was about to cross my legs to help myself bear the growing needs I had when Damon shook my hands off his hardness.

"Damon..." I was starting to fear that he had changed his mind. I was so close to knowing what being with him would be like. It would drive me insane if this moment doesn't happen.

I watched him as he closed his eyes while he randomly licked his lips, managing to look sexy despite the slight look of dilemma on his face.

Then, he said, "Lay on the floor."

"Wh-what?"

He opened his eyes and a look no one has ever given me dared me strongly. "I said," he began to walk toward me, "lay on the floor."

"You are commanding me," I said.

"Are you going to say no?" Damon was already so close that our chests were almost touching. Our skins were almost experiencing that insane warmth.

"You are commanding me. No one commands me," I stated, my eyes wearing a blank look as I was still surprised by how demanding his voice was.

Like I said, no one has ever commanded me. I use such tones when speaking with people, not the other way around.

"So," I felt a slight jolt in my system as one of his arms went around my waist, "are you saying no?"

"Who are you to command me? Who are... Oh my!" I exclaimed as his other hand went on to cup my vaginal area. My lips were left open as I tried to gather myself.

I thought I had full control of the situation. I reasoned that I would be able to get Damon to get what I want after tossing him a little bit of what he wanted. But it seems I was wrong.

It seems I don't know what Damon is capable of doing.

"Are you still saying no?" he mumbled into my ear before he planted a short kiss behind my ear lobe. That simple action made my shoulders shift in reaction. I was still struggling to gather myself when his fingers began to slide over my clit. Slowly, he played over my sensitivity, threatened my juices with his touch, and made my legs feel weak as seconds passed.