WHAT SHE DOESN'T LIKE

"Keep your eyes on me, baby," Damian warns, his voice a low growl that sends shivers of anticipation racing down my spine.


Oh, man! "I... can't... I..." I struggle to comply, my resolve weakening with each passing moment as pleasure threatens to overwhelm my senses.

"Fuck! You can, baby! Look at me," he insists, his tone commanding yet laced with a hint of desperation.

"Ooh...aahh...aahh," I moan uncontrollably, my voice a symphony of pleasure and longing as Damian's relentless thrusts drive me ever closer to the edge.


"Are you close?" He murmurs, his voice husky with desire as he leans in closer, his breath hot against my ear.

"Ooh, yes, Damian. I am... I am... Ooh... Oooh... More. Faster Damian! More, love! Ooh!" I plead, my words tumbling from my lips in a desperate rush as I summon the beast within me.


My head slumps back, my body arching in pleasure as I teeter on the precipice of ecstasy. My hands clench his arms for support, my nails digging into his skin as I cling to him for dear life.

"Don't ever think that Damian Almeda doesn't want to fuck you again, is that clear?" His words are a gentle reprimand, tempered with a hint of amusement as he waits for my response.

"Sorry," I mumble, the weight of his gaze stirring a sense of contrition within me.

"I will forgive you today. Was that helpful?" he offers, his tone softening with a hint of affection.

I can't help but smile at his generosity, a sense of warmth flooding my chest at the realization of his forgiveness. "Very," I chirp, my voice buoyant with gratitude.

"That wasn't how I planned our first time here to be, but I had to compromise just for you," he explains, his words tinged with a hint of regret.

A wave of awe washes over me at his admission, a flutter of excitement dancing in the pit of my stomach at the thought of the adventures that lie ahead on this vacation.

I smile braodly. "It is all your fault for being so irresistibly naughty. You should have kept your magical hands and sugar lips off me."

As if that wouldn't have agitated my demons to the core!

A mischievous twinkle dances in his gorgeous, bottomless eyes as his hands roam freely over my body, igniting sparks of desire with each caress. His words wash over me like a warm embrace, a tantalizing invitation to indulge in the pleasures that await us.

"What can I do? I can't seem to resist your charm, baby," he murmurs, his voice a husky whisper that sends shivers of anticipation coursing through me. "All I wanted was for us to rest throughout the day. But this gorgeous body of yours kept beckoning me."

I can't help but chuckle at his confession, the realization dawning that we are both equally powerless in the face of our mutual desire. So, what now? Do we abandon his planned romance and succumb to the passion that simmers between us, or do we forge ahead and create something even more unforgettable? I still want to know and sample what he had in mind. After all, all this was his idea and his plan. I want to know how wild he went when planning this getaway.

"I know you want more, baby," he growls, his lips crashing against mine in a fierce kiss that leaves me breathless. "So, why don't we get out of here and go somewhere special that I prepared for us?"

Ooh, fucking yes! It is like he read my mind.

My heart races with anticipation at his words, a flush of excitement spreading through me at the thought of what awaits us. "Where, hun?" I inquire, my voice laced with eager curiosity.

"Somewhere more romantic and comfortable," he replies, his tone laden with promise. "Where I can kiss you, lick you, finger you, and make love to you until morning. How do you like the sound of that?"

A surge of desire courses through me at his suggestion, my body tingling with anticipation at the thought of yet another intimate moment that awaits us. "I love it," I murmur, my voice husky with longing as I press myself closer to him, eager to embark on this new adventure together. "Take me there. I want to experience all that and beyond, darling."

My heart races with anticipation as Damian's words ignite a firestorm of desire within me, each syllable a tantalizing promise of the pleasures that await us. The prospect of exploring this mysterious sanctuary with him fills me with a heady mix of excitement and longing, my body tingling with anticipation at the thought of what's to come.

"Will I also get to lick your sweet cock, suck it, and also ride it, daddy?" I tease, my voice thick with desire, as I playfully flirt with him.

"Most definitely, baby," he responds, his voice husky with anticipation. "Ooh, it's saluting you for that. Feel this?"

I gasp in delight as his hardness presses against me, his arousal a tangible reminder of the passion that simmers between us. "Ooh! So hard!" I exclaim, unable to contain my excitement as I revel in the throbbing pulse of his desire. "To the world with you, babe!"

But Damian is quick to divert my attention, his words laden with a sense of mystery that only serves to heighten my anticipation. "No, baby! I would rather show you!" he insists, his tone filled with playful anticipation.

With a swift motion, he turns off the shower, the rush of water ceasing as he scoops me up in his arms once again, my body melting against his in a dizzying whirl of sensation. With each step he takes, my heart pounds with anticipation of what lies ahead, my mind racing with the possibilities of the night that awaits us. I can't help the beardwon of the sense of excitement building within me, a longing to begin this night of pleasure with him. With each passing moment, the world fades away, leaving only Damian and me, lost in the throes of our shared desire, eagerly awaiting the adventures that lie ahead. Ooh, ain't you loving this already?

'I hope my surprise will make you smile even more," he whimpers as we make way for the illumination of the lanterns.

Oh, I know I will. He is the god of surprises, you know!