I feel like I'm being split apart, but in the most pleasurable way.
His words echo in my mind, and I realize he's right—the fear of falling, of being completely at his mercy, is indeed intoxicating. I stare into his eyes as he fills me, the sensation almost too much to bear. He sinks deeper and deeper, and my skin tingles everywhere from my feet up to my scalp.
“So wet,” Damon says, groaning. “Your heart's beating fast.”
“Only because I'm terrified.”
Terrified doesn't even come close to what I’m feeling.
Damon slams the rest of the way in, and my eyes go wide. My mouth opens in a silent scream.
His hips grind against mine.
“Oh god, yes," I say, throwing my head back.
The sound is a desperate plea for more, for everything, for all of him. My legs are wrapped tightly around his wais
