19. One last time

Dahlia Carrington

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I stared at Damon, waiting for his reply but for the first few seconds, he just stared right back at me, making me feel awkward. I was tempted to take back my words. I’d been a bit vulnerable for a moment there…

“Say something.” I pleaded. I had laid it all out for him and he was keeping silent. It made me uneasy.

He beckoned me over and when I just stared at him blankly, he said, “Come here.”

Hesitantly, I stood up and rounded the table to meet him. He pulled me on his lap, ignoring my gasp as he made sure I was properly straddling him. The shirt I was wearing rode up and I could feel my bare flesh come in contact with his clothed crotch. It excited me in ways it shouldn’t.

I opened my mouth to ask him what he was doing but he covered it with his own at once, his hands traveling down to cup my butt, squeezing accordingly. I let out an unexpected moan when he sucked my tongue into his mouth, but it brought me back to my senses and before I knew it, I was pulling b