ONE BIG MISTAKE

"Please me, Damian! Fuck me! I want to feel my walls hugging your cock as you bring me to the edge!" I murmur like a horny desperate bitch, and as soon as his middle finger penetrates inside, I jerk up in ecstasy.


"Oh!" I moan.

"Were you thinking about me while waiting here?" He asks while maintaining eye contact and sweeping his second finger in and out of my entrance. I jerk up rhythmically to meet him halfway.

Both the touch and the sensation are phenomenal. I feel him twitch as I match his fingering with my hand, stroking his cock with the rhythm of his fingers slipping in and out of me.


"Yes," I murmur as he slowly licks his lips and captures mine while hovering atop me.

We both explore our mouths as I finally get the pleasure of tasting him completely. The vanilla and chocolate taste in his mouth is precisely as I had expected. He is as candy as his demeanor portrays.


"Ooh." As he pulls his finger roughly and breaks off the kiss, I groan in despair.

I feel the tip of his cock twinge on my entrance as he grabs my hands and pins them above my head while squatting in the water with me perfectly locked between his legs. When I groan, he begins to stroke me with his member rather than pushing it in.

Oh, but I also want to stroke his jawline and his firm abs. I want to stroke these lines of his deep v-curve from the waist down to the base of his cock. But my hands are caged.

Damn!

My back is swinging back and forth to the beat of his cock, messaging my clitoral area. I adore the sensation, but right now I need him inside. I am trembling with desire. I want him inside. I want him to stroke my walls and not my clitoral area.

I want his sweet cock to fill me now. I want him to start pounding on me, hitting that spot until I lose all my senses.

"Ooh...please. Please, Damian."

"Yes, baby? What do you want?"

He asks while slowly lowering his cock down to my clitoral area, holding my hands in the air with one hand while squeezing my very painful nipples with the other. As I begin my pleading, his stern stare is filled with lust, scanning my eyes.

"You, Damian! fuck me! Now! I need to feel... oooh." He finished that for me by brutally shoving his mini beast inside me and filling my hole with it. I'm relieved when it all settles in me, and I'm glad that I can accommodate him wholly.

"You wanted that? You wanted me to fill you with my cock?" He asks while breathing heavily, and I nod while almost closing my eyes to the delightful sensation of his cock thrusting in me in slow motion. Slow and sweet, like candy in a mouth.

"Yes...oh...yes. Like that. Ooh... Ooh." Ooh me! Why can't I keep my moans to myself?

I become a writhing, groaning mess as he hastens his tempo, thrusting in me fast and furious but tenderly all the same. The only thing I can recognize about myself is this wonderful moment. My inner walls curl around his boner, pleading with it not to leave just yet; my chest arches up to him, worshiping his prowess in sex; and my head hangs on the Jacuzzi, savoring every sensation he is inducing. The beauty of the situation is just bliss.

I'm unable to breathe, and my screams are filling the entire room, if not the entire mansion, as he successfully and gloriously draws me over the edge. He is as close as I am, and I can feel his quick, heavy breathing. As we both get closer to release, he accelerates even more, hitting the sweetest spot I had no idea I had until I started screaming with pleasure, not caring how loud I am getting.

"Ooh... Aaah... Aaah... More! More! More! Ooh, my... Leo!"

SHIT!!!

"THE FUCK!!!" He curses, stopping right when I was about to let go of the cum.

I force my eyelids to open as humiliation spreads across my face. Our bodies are soaked with sweat after that fantastic fuck as our eyes lock—a lovely moment that I had to ruin. Stupid me! What is that jerk's name still doing in my head?

"Sorry," I shamelessly whimper as he drops my arms, but his glorious cock is still resting between my walls.

A long, screaming moment of awkwardness passed!

He isn't blinking or twiddling his muscles. He is just staring, and I can perfectly understand his shock. No, correction. It is such an insult to have him give me all the pleasure he was giving, yet I had to shamelessly give credit to that worthless son of a motherfucker! What sort of insult is this? Why did I just have to fucking let that disgusting name slip out of my tongue just now? That is so unfair and insulting. Absolutely embarrassing! I feel so ashamed that I want to take a deep dive inside this water to escape the shame for a moment. But at the same time, I don't want to let go of his cock.

Eventually, he makes a rough pull while standing upright and aiming his rock-hard cock at me. It ought to be cursing me too, just like I know he is doing.

"Get up!" He orders, and I obey his authoritative, cold tone.

I pull myself to my feet and stand next to him while averting his face completely. Has that jerk really broken me to this extent?

"Who the fuck is the bastard?" he asks, and I can feel the fire from his eyes on my face. He is fuming mad, and given what I did, I understand him this time around. I deserve this.

"My... ex," I reply, my voice quivering with embarrassment. That dog is not even deserving of being called my ex. He is not worth anything, much less tormenting me this way.

He yanks me violently into his arms and exits the jacuzzi without saying another word.

"Where are you taking me?" I inquire as he picks up his pace in the direction of the door.

"To show you the difference between Damian Almeda and Bastard, so that you don't repeat that fucking mistake ever again!" Oh, my God! He sounds like a ferocious beast! A painful slap lands on my bum, and he digs his fingers painfully into my bum, making me flinch. 'I will fuck you until that jerk's name disappears from your system!"

Oh, no! I am getting scared.

He pushes me to the bed, and I let out a faint cry because his eyes are burning like an enraged beat. 'No, Damian, please. Don't…"

'Why?" He gets on the bed, rolling me roughly until he packs himself atop me, cupping my cheeks. 'Do you know how that felt, huh?" He pulls my face closer, aligning our every feature and resting his scorching eyes on mine. In a swift thrust, his cock hits my base, making me jerk up in pain as I attempt to push my head back, a loud cry escaping my lips. He forces my head, and at this point, I think I need to plead for my life.

'Da…" An extremely rough thrust shuts me up, and the second one earns him a painful moan from me.

He stops and gently pulls my head to our foreheads against each other. 'I have never been insulted like this in my life, Ellie!" His lips are trembling as he speaks, while I am quivering with fear under his touch and dominance. 'It fucking hurts, so don't ask me to stop! At least let me ease the pain the best way I know how."

I remain mute, my mouth so barren. What can I say? He is already beginning to thrust, and I understand his pain.