Say You Love Me

Chapter 4- It takes two to Tango

"Nice place you have here," Damon said smirking. He took his shirt off and walked towards my black couch. His broad, muscled back in my line of sight. I can't wait to scratch it up. He deposited his shirt on the coffee table in front the couch and picked up the remote. Damon flicked through Netflix movie suggestions, stopping on a favourite of mine 'Crybaby.' He could've selected a documentary on snails for all I cared, we both know we wouldn't be watching it.

"You gonna stand there forever, babe or are we gonna watch this movie?" he said, his tongue darting out to lick both his small pink lips. I wanted that mouth in between my thighs. Holding up two fingers, I dashed to my bedroom to do a quick preparation.
I changed my underwear to pink lace thong and a vest. Deciding to wear no bra, I felt even more confident.
I brushed my teeth quickly and entered the living room in a hurry. Damon sat, fixated on my thirty-two inch flat screen TV.
"This has always been my favourite movie," he said. He finally looked at me with his midnight blue eyes, drinking me in. He took my hand and drew me closer to him, so that my legs were on his lap. Damon placed his hand on the back of the couch behind me and resumed watching the TV. He seemed to sense my growing impatience and chuckled. I grabbed the remote from him and paused it, just as Alison was getting onto the back of Crybaby's motorcycle.

I stood right in front of him and got onto my knees, making my intention clear. Damon's pupils dilated and his mouth formed an 'O'. I pulled down his gray sweatpants, revealing a bulge in his Calvin Klein's. Whew, I was beginning to think I was loosing it. I ran my hand over his briefs, stroking his member. Damon released a barely audible groan. He smacked my hand away and brought me up to face him, his full pink lips smashed against mine and our tongues seemed to tango. I was now straddling him, his erection pressed against me, there. He pulled off my vest and squeezed my breasts with calloused hands, making me let out a mew of pleasure. I ran my hands down his toned torso and then he ran his hands up the inside of my thighs, make little circles close to the apex of my thighs. "Stop teasing me Damon!" I groaned out. He chuckled and started to finger the material of my lace thong, he grabbed a handful of my underwear and ripped it clean off. He flipped me onto my back and stood up. He took a condom out of his pocket then quickly he dragged off his sweatpants then his boxers. Damon's erection loomed large and ready over me. It glistened with his pre cum on the tip. He rolled the condom over his impressive length slowly, without loosing eye contact. He lowered himself on top of me and spread my legs further with his knee. I was so ready for this. He positioned the head of his cock at my entrance and with a quick thrust entered me. He let out a loud groan, I bit my lip and scrunched my face. Thank you Lord for this day. Then he started to move, with each thrust we moaned and groaned together. He took both my wrists in his left hand and his thrusts became rough. "You're so tight, puttana" he groaned in my ear. With his right hand he rolled my left nipple in his hand and squeezed my breasts. I was so close, so close to climaxing. Damon climaxed, his hot seed filling the condom. Damon flopped on top of me and slowly he pulled out.

He quickly dragged the condom off himself and dressed, smirking at me. He dropped the used condom on the floor, "Take care of that will you," and with that he strode out my door and left.

My jaw was on the floor. That bastard left me hanging. I quickly put on my vest and went to my room to get a new underwear. Beau ran happily out of my room. I put on a pair of my baby pink granny panties, and went to the living room to collect the discarded condom and what used to be my favorite piece of lingerie, and perhaps, just perhaps, my dignity.

That wasn't how I fantasised our first time together. But I swear to all that's holy, it'd be our last. "Fuck him," I muttered to myself, placing the condom and the thong in the trash.

Beau came to me happily wagging his fluffy little tail. "Well Beau, it seems like tonight, I'll be crying," I said the tears already welling up.
When will I ever learn?