Damon’s tongue plunged through her parted lips and intruded upon her grounds, searching, exploring, wandering everywhere it could. Sarah’s own tongue followed the lead of its master, twisting and twirling around his as moans of pleasure descended from her lips. His expertise in this particular area was astounding… and as such, his tongue down her throat could be nothing else but pleasuring.
She ceased the opportunity to push her hips closer to his, feeling his mighty erection pushing up against her front. Damon groaned deep in his throat, his hand that was digging into her hips slipped down to her ass, grabbing her flesh into his palm and kneading it as much as he wanted. His lips released her own while his tongue ceased its assault on her mouth. He brought his gaze to hers then licked her cheek with his warm tongue as his right hand descended lower than her ass, slithering down until it was underneath her dress and riding straight up towards her awaiting core.
Sarah’s lips parted and a moan escaped her before he even embraced her lower area with his hands. The feel of him drifting so close made her whole body tingle with need. Her sense of shame left her in that moment. “I want you to touch me, Damon.” She whispered. It was the first time she had spoken so clearly… especially in these kinds of intimate situations.
Of course Damon noticed that without a doubt. His lips spread into a somewhat cocky smirk. “Take them off.” He demanded, his voice low and authoritative.
Sarah immediately obliged to his wishes by unzipping the side of the dress and slipping it off her shoulders as swiftly as she could, gracing Damon’s watchful eyes with the pleasing sight of her bra-less chest. She reached down for her underwear, slipping her fingers beneath the waist, but Damon grabbed her hand and repositioned it at her side before she could slide it down. He then took it upon himself to remove her last peace of garment.
He slowly bent down so he could pull it down her legs then off her feet, but even after it was completely off body, he made no move to rise from his crouched position. His eyes that were now inline with her crotch, slowly rose from her feet up towards it, taking in the sight of her nether regions with a tingle in his eyes that said nothing but ‘lust’.
“You smell so good.” He complimented in that deep voice that made Sarah’s insides shuffle delectably.
Sarah stood on jelly-like legs, her eyes staring down at the man that was literally making her head spin. Her thighs drew closer together unconsciously when his face moved closer to her crotch. She knew exactly what he was going to do, but she was so out of it that she dared to ask that very question. “W-what are you d-doing?”
Damon took a lick of her juicy flesh and rose his eyes to meet hers. “I’m going to taste you and then… I’m going to fuck you.” Then, he dipped back in, this time with the intention of going deeper than before.
He grabbed one of her thighs with his large hands while the other relocated her right foot over his shoulder. Sarah immediately grabbed unto the wall in front of her, bracing her weight against it as her body waited the collision that would definitely make her see stars.
Damon’s fingers clenched harder around her thighs and he took another long lick along her crotch. His tongue went from her tight entrance and travelled downwards… and when it touched her clit, he encircled the bud, licking, tweaking and flicking it.
Sarah’s legs quivered from the sensations between her thighs. His tongue was doing wonders to her body, creating heat that was so delicious that she almost felt as if she was floating. Each and every lick, each and every twirl, made her hole clench with desperate need for more attention. He was filling her with pleasure, nurturing a Sarah that even she had never seen before… and the worst thing was… she wasn’t even in heat. She was desperate, so desperate that she even dared to grab unto his hair with her free hand, her eyes clenching closed as another wave of pleasure passed over her being. “More… p-please.”
Damon eased away from her sensitive clit to look up at her pleasure distorted expression and a prideful feeling ventured through him. She looked so beautiful. Her hair was falling over her face, some sticking to her sweaty skin like glue while others rebelliously flew in all directions. Her lips could not stay in one position steadily, the pleasure that he was giving her made them twist in all different kinds of ways. And moans and groans flew through her lips like sweet melodious songs, boosting him to pleasure her.
Licking his lips, he dipped back in for more of her, this time however, his tongue went for a stroll inside her entrance. His wet vessel dug in and out of her mercilessly, bringing forth pleasure that she had never felt before. Her legs felt as if they were going to buckle any minute. Her sole hand that was pressed against the wall was her only hope of keeping her standing.
Sarah tightened her hold on his hair and pushed him deeper inside her core the best she could, but even so, she was not filled to the point that she wanted. She wanted him to go deeper, thrust into her faster, harder. Everything… she wanted more of it and the only thing that could give her the excessive pleasure she craved… was the rock hard vessel between his legs.
“D-Damon?” She whispered to him again and Damon instinctively grinned. He knew exactly what she wanted from him, but taunting and teasing her was his goal for now.
“Hmm.” He hummed, his tongue drifting out of her hole and sliding along her flesh down to her pulsing clit. He latched unto it with his lips and sucked on the soft bud, his eyes locking with hers. A loud moan jerked through Sarah’s being at the action and she could feel the heat inside her hole as it clenched and unclenched.
She was getting there… Damon could see it. He continued his torture, pleasuring her until he could feel her legs shake in his grasp, pleasuring her until she could speak nothing but gibberish, pleasuring her until that juicy liquid rained from her and into his mouth. He laid wait at her entrance and allowed absolutely not even a single drop to escape from him. He slurped everything into his mouth and swallowed her juice without any form of hesitance. He then slowly eased her leg from over his shoulder and connected his tongue with her flesh once more. He travelled all the way from her crotch up to her lips, his saliva leaving a wet trail behind on her skin. When he reached her plump lips, he immediately plunged his tongue down her throat, seeping her own taste into her mouth.
“Should I stop?” He pulled back and asked, licking his lips once again as he watched her look at him through half-lidded eyes. “Or should I continue?” He pulled her closer by the waist, slapping their bodies against eachother.
Sarah didn’t answer, in fact, she didn’t even have this strength to. She brought one hand up, and slid it up his chest then unto his shoulder, the other however, went in another direction…. the direction of his erected shaft. Dropping her chin unto his shoulder, she latched her fingers around his rod. That was her answer… and Damon didn’t need to struggle to understand.
He grinned, his face moving in for a hungry open-mouthed kiss. “As you wish.” He held her wrist and guided her hand to his other shoulder then he gripped her ass tightly and pulled her upwards, forcing her to lock her legs around his torso. “But…” He continued, his lips moving away from hers and nuzzling inside in the crook of her neck where her mark was as he began to walk towards the bed. “… you do know that werewolves are needy creatures right? Don’t blame me if I push a little too hard.”
Sarah tightened her legs around him in response, her chest heaving up and down heavily. Her entrance still tingled with need at his words despite having gotten a taste of pleasure already. She wasn’t so sure to what extent the word ‘hard’ went, but she hoped that it meant that he’d ravage her completely until she couldn’t feel her own legs.
Her mind body and soul was solely occupied by thoughts of sex and nothing else, so when she looked through the window and her eyes spotted a woman in red standing amongst the trees behind the mansion, her mind didn’t register it properly, or you could say her mind didn’t register it at all in that moment. Sadly, she was so deep in the depths of pleasure that she even failed to realize exactly who those begrudging blue eyes belonged to….
… Katie.