Chapter 21
Olivia;
"You taste like Peaches," Damon grinned as he came up to me, his lips glistening with my p***y juices.
"You love Peaches," I whispered back, and his lips met mine, letting me taste myself on him.
When he pulled away, he had a dark look in his eyes. "Yep, I do love Peaches. But I love you more."
We were on the rooftop of his house, a walkable distance from my aunt's summer house.
The summer breeze blew over us as Damon's lips moved over mine sweetly, slow at first, then eager and desperate, pulling me flush against his bare chest.
We were both naked under the stars, on the makeshift mattress he'd made for us, his c**k circling and teasing my folds.
My hands found his c**k, feeling the girthy length so hot and hard in my palm, and I guided him inside me.
My body s
