Chapter 11

Damien smiled wickedly, his eyes full of desire. Without waiting for an answer, he pulled out of Vivi slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. He stood, his body still tense with arousal, and held out his hand.

Vivi took it, her heart pounding with anticipation. She let him pull her up, their bodies still connected as they stepped towards the bedroom door. With each step, Damien teased her, moving within her, eliciting a soft moan from her lips.

The cool air of the hallway caressed their heated skin as they stepped out of the bedroom. Vivi shivered, her nipples pebbling as the breeze washed over them. Damien noticed, his eyes darkening with hunger. He backed her against the wall, his body pressing against hers, trapping her in a delicious prison.

"You like that, don't you?" he whispered, his lips brushing her ear. "You like being on display for me."

Vivi nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as Damien teased her, his hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm. "I want you to watch me take you, Vivi. I want to see the pleasure on your face."

With each word, he thrust into her, his hands gripping her thighs as he lifted her, exposing her even more. Vivi's head fell back, her eyes closing as she surrendered to the sensation. She felt exposed, completely at his mercy, and it only fueled her desire.

Their gazes locked, Damien quickened his pace, his thrusts becoming more urgent. The hallway echoed with the sound of their passion, their harsh breaths and moans mixing with the slap of skin on skin. Vivi's fingers dug into Damien's shoulders, her nails leaving marks as she held on tight.

As they moved together, their bodies glistened with a sheen of sweat, the evidence of their exertions. Damien's hair fell into his eyes, but he didn't stop, his gaze fixed on Vivi's flushed face, her lips parted as she gasped for breath.

Reaching between them, Vivi stroked her clit, adding to the overwhelming pleasure. Damien groaned, his eyes rolling back as her touch sent sparks through him. "Fuck, Vivi, you feel so good," he grits out.

"Come for me, Damien," Vivi whispered, her voice hoarse with need. "I want to feel you let go."

His eyes clenched shut as he reached his peak, his body stiffening as he poured himself into her. Vivi's fingers never stopped their motion, circling and stroking until she, too, tumbled over the edge, her cries mingling with his.

As their panting breaths slowed, they leaned against each other, their hearts pounding in their chests. Vivi's legs felt weak, but Damien held her up, his arms strong and sure.

"The next room is right there," Damien said, his lips curving into a smile. "Think you can make it, or do you need a break?"

Vivi bit her lip, her eyes sparkling with challenge. "I can keep going. But can you handle me?"

Damien's smile grew, a mix of pride and pure male satisfaction. "I can handle anything you throw at me, Vivi. But I'm not sure about you. Can you take more?"

Vivi's eyes narrowed playfully, her hand reaching out to trail a finger down his chest. "Oh, I can take a lot more, Damien. The question is, can you give me what I need?"

His eyes darkened at her challenge, his desire for her burning hot and insistent. "You're gonna get more than you bargained for, Vivi. I promise you that."

With a gentle push, he urged her towards the next bedroom, their bodies still joined intimately. Vivi groaned at the sensation, her head falling back as pleasure washed over her. "Damien, right there—that spot."

He grinned, delighted by her reaction. "You like that, don't you, Vivi? You like it when I go deep."

"Yes," she whispered, her voice thick with need. "Don't stop, Damien. Please, don't stop."

His pace quickened as he neared the bedroom, his thrusts becoming more urgent, driven by his need to possess her fully. Vivi met his passion with her own, her body moving in sync with his, their skin slapping together in a rhythmic cadence.

"Harder, Damien," she panted, her nails digging into his shoulders. "I want it harder."

His eyes flashed, a mix of lust and something deeper. "As you wish," he growled, his voice husky with desire.

He lifted her, her back pressing against the wall as he drove into her with relentless force. Vivi cried out, her body vibrating with pleasure. Damien's name fell from her lips like a prayer, her hands gripping his arms for support.

Their skin glistened with sweat, the air heavy with the scent of their passion. Vivi's breath came in short, sharp gasps as Damien pushed her closer and closer to the edge. His eyes never left hers, his expression intense as he watched her succumb to the pleasures he inflicted.

"That's it, Vivi," he encouraged, his voice thick and gravelly. "Let go for me. Let me see you fall apart."

With a final, powerful thrust, he sent her spiraling over the edge. Vivi cried out, her body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over her. Damien joined her, his own release crashing through him as he spilled himself into her, their voices mingling in a symphony of ecstasy.

As their panting breaths slowed, they leaned against each other, their hearts hammering in their chests. Vivi's legs felt weak, but Damien held her up, his arms a safe haven.

"That was..." Vivi trailed off, searching for words to describe the indescribable.

"Incredible," Damien finished for her, his lips curving into a satisfied smile. "But we're not done yet. Not even close."

As Vivi leaned against Damien, she noticed his body's immediate response to her touch. His desire for her seemed insatiable, and she found herself equally hungry for more.

"You're insatiable," she murmured, her eyes sparkling with amusement and desire.

Damien's lips curved into a sinful smile. "For you, always."

Vivi's gaze fell to the prominent evidence of his arousal, and she felt a surge of feminine power. With a playful glint in her eye, she teased, "Looks like someone's ready for another round."

He growled low in his throat, the sound sending shivers down her spine. "You have no idea."

Vivi bit her lip, her eyes flashing with a challenge. "Oh, I think I do."

Without warning, she dropped to her knees in front of him, her hands reaching for his dick.

Vivi took her time, her eyes flicking up to meet his as she ran her tongue along the sensitive underside of his shaft. Damien's eyes closed briefly, his head falling back as she swirled her tongue around the head, tasting him, teasing him.

She took him into her mouth slowly, her hand wrapping around the base as she hollowed her cheeks, sucking gently. Damien's hands clenched into fists at his sides, his body trembling with the effort of restraint.

"Vivi," he breathed, his voice hoarse with desire. "You feel so damn good."

She hummed in response, the vibration sending delight rippling through him. Her mouth worked him expertly, her hand moving in sync, stroking and caressing as she took him deeper.

Damien's eyes opened, fixing on the sight of Vivi on her knees before him. Her raven hair fell around her face, her full lips wrapped around him, her skill evident in the way she drove him to the edge.

"That mouth," he groaned, his hips instinctively thrusting forward. "Again, You're gonna be the death of me, Vivi."

She pulled back, a sultry smile curving her lips as she licked and sucked at the tip, tasting her triumph. "You love it," she purred, her confidence a turn-on in itself.