But then came the day when I did something unthinkable. It was Damian’s birthday. I asked if he was planning to have a party. He said no, he’d rather spend time with me. I bought him a small birthday cake, and we celebrated his birthday at his place, joking around, being romantic, and drinking.Once, I asked him why he called me ‘Baby girl’.“Because you are cute and small, just like a baby girl.” He said, his eyes twinkling.“You know that I’m way older than you, right?” I grumbled, but in my heart, I loved his term of endearment for me. It was cute. He made me feel younger.“You don’t look like you are that much older than me, and you are really, really tiny, you know that, right?” He asked me back, smiling boyishly.“Only because you are a giant.” I rolled my eyes at him. It was true. I had never seen someone as tall and as big as him. I could say that he was near twice my size.He laughed at my reply.
My question was followed by a lengthy silence. “Damian, do you love me?” I repeated my question, thinking that he didn’t hear it. “Of course, I love you, Baby girl.” I could hear him reply this time as his lips landed at the top of my head. “Hmm.. I love you too, Damian. Just as much as I love Rai.. maybe even more,” I said while closing my eyes. His hand stopped stroking my hair. “Kat, Baby girl. Do you know what you are saying? How drunk are you right now?” He asked me. “A bit. But even if I am a lot drunk, my friends told me that people usually tell the truth when they are drunk. So yeah, I love you, Damian. I do.” I smiled slowly and rearranged myself, so I was straddling his lap, my body facing him. I started to nibble his ears, his jaw, caressing every part of his body when he suddenly stopped me. “Baby girl, you are drunk. You will regret this in the morning.” He grabbed my hands to stop me from touching him. “No, Damian. Please love me. Tonight.. Just tonight..” I grou
The following day, I had a hangover. I couldn't remember much of what had transpired the night before. I couldn’t even remember how or what time I got into bed. I deduced that Damian must be the one carrying me to bed since there was no one else with us last night.I remembered talking about Damian’s ex and dreaming of making love to Rai. At least there was that, something good from last night, I thought as I walked down the stairs toward the kitchen.“Gosh, what did I drink last night?” I mumbled as I saw Damian sitting on the sofa.“Vodka,” Damian said, eyeing me with a question in his eyes.“No wonder.” I groaned. Only Vodka could make me drunk. I wasn't a lightweight when it came to drinking. I could drink a few shots of liquor in one go and not get drunk. I had never been drunk all my life, except if I drank Vodka. Vodka had that effect on me.
Around three weeks after our lovemaking, I went to Damian’s place to take my belongings home. I had done this several times as I had a lot of stuff here, but I made sure not to see him at all the times I’d been here. He had texted me a few times asking me to come back, but I didn’t reply. As much as I wanted to feel his arms around my body, I fought back the urge. I didn't know how to face him after what had happened. I opened the front door and stopped on my track. The sight in front of me was unusual. Damian had a few of his friends over, a small gathering of men and women, maybe around fifteen or twenty of them. I saw Damian standing in front of the tv with a woman wrapping her arms around his waist. He whispered something in the woman’s ear, and the woman laughed. The woman then kissed him on his lips. I could feel my body shaking at the sight. I was hurt by the sight as if I had just caught my boyfriend cheating on me. First Rai, and now Damian. It was devastating. I was disapp
The next morning, I woke up in Damian’s bed and my first thought was 'This is what I want, Damian beside me. Do I really love him?' Yes, there was not a doubt that my feeling for him was a romantic one. I loved him, and I couldn't deny it anymore. I gazed at him - his face was so perfect, his hair messy, yet he looked sexy. I brushed his hair back, and he woke up at my touch.“Morning, Baby girl,” he said with a slow, sexy smile, pulling me closer to him, sighing in contentment.We spent a few minutes just like that, in a world of our own, where nothing else mattered.Out of a sudden, Damian sat up, nearly knocking me off the bed.“Damian?” I asked him, confused at his sudden action.“Kat, Baby girl, why didn’t you tell me about what happened with your ex-boyfriend and his friends?” He inquired.“It happen
I was shocked by his sudden confession that I couldn’t do anything except gape at him. He laughed softly, looking at me being frozen. “I love you, Baby girl,” he repeated as his lips grazed mine softly. I couldn't believe my ears. I must be dreaming at the moment. My fingers went to pinch my arm. People said if I didn't feel any pain, then I must be dreaming. I pinched again, but I didn't feel anything. I was sure then that this was just a dream. "Baby girl?" Damian's voice reached my ears. "This is just a dream. You can't be in love with me. You are too perfect for me. And I pinched my arms, yet I didn't feel anything. Yup, this is just a dream," I told him in my daze-state. Suddenly he threw his head back, and the sound of his deep, masculine laughter echoed in the room. "That's because you weren’t pinching your arm, Baby girl. You were pinching me," He grinned. "I pinched you?" I fr
When I woke up, it was still light outside, and I saw that Damian was still sleeping on his back. I looked at him, marveling at his perfectly muscular body. My hands started to caress every inch of his body. Reaching his Adonis belt, I traced it, going downward. I wanted to see how big he was as I'd never seen it clearly. Even flaccid, he was big. I touched him, wondering how big he could get. I took him in my hand and began moving my hand along his length. The more I moved my hand, the bigger he got. When he was fully erected, oh-my-Gawd, he was huge! My fingers couldn't even curl fully around his thickness. Even if I grabbed him with two hands, I could only cover half his length. I looked at his erection and swallowed nervously. With his length, shouldn't it drive right into my chest?? I couldn’t believe that it could fit into me without hurting me! I began pumping him, and when I saw his pre-cum o
I woke up the next day with my whole body feeling sore. I turned my head, and my eyes landed on a perfectly-structured handsome face of a man staring at me.“Morning, Damian,” I snuggled closer to him.“Morning, Baby girl.” His arms went around my body, enveloping me with his warmth.We spent the next hour cuddling, enjoying the private moment we had. He kept my hand on his chest - in one way, it was to tell me what I did to him, but somehow I thought it was a way for him to let me know that he loved me.“Damian, promise that you won’t avoid me anymore? I don’t want to have not to feel your touch. I want to feel your arms around me and to hear you call me ‘Baby girl’. Cause Damian, I lo..” Just as I was about to tell him that I loved him, Damian put his finger on my lips, preventing me from saying the words.&ldquo