She woke up at noon and Damian was no longer by his side. If so, is it all just a dream? He felt his own body. He was positive it wasn’t just a dream that happened to the two of them with Damian before he passed out. He got up and looked at the bed sheet. His suspicion was correct because it had a blood stain on it.
Where is it? Her head and whole body ached a bit. Her face flushed as she remembered what had happened to them by Damian. Her virginity was lost already and she was not protected against pregnancy. She is fertile. So it is not impossible for the two of them to have intercourse. He didn’t want to think that Damian was just being forced to hit him because of his relentless flirtation with it. He hoped that Damian could do that because he liked him too. Or was she just a temptation that finally became too much to handle?
“Argh! How do I deal with him now?” he asked himself. Embarrassing. After all that happened, it would be hard for her to live in the same house with Damian unless, it would propose to her. Of course, he wouldn’t deny that. But what about Tanya? And Monique? Who is he in Damian’s life? She complained. She couldn’t lose him now.
He stood up and stretched his body, then went to the large mirror to look at himself. She was excited to see how she looked as an experienced woman. When she looked in the mirror her eyes widened and she sighed at what she saw.
There were many red marks all over her body. There was in her neck, in her chest, in the abdomen as well as in the area near between her thighs. God be merciful! Why didn’t he even feel Damian bite him? Or did she really just let the guy go?
If only Damian wasn’t so thorough in his lovemaking!
He had to apply a hot compress to each reddened part to make it go away quickly. But with the amount of them, he was sure it would take him the afternoon. He thought of taking a shower first so that Damian’s smell would completely disappear from his body. And he was close to the bathroom when suddenly the door to his room opened and Damian entered. It seemed even more surprised to see him standing and facing her without a veil. Why would he be embarrassed, eh what Damian did to his body was even worse? It has seen everything, not just seen.
“My God, did I do all that?”
“It wasn’t you who did it, it was me. I bit myself because I was shivering, eh!” His answer was full of sarcasm. Was he asked like that? As if someone else was coming into her room. But instead of getting angry, he just laughed. He burst into the bathroom out of annoyance. But Damian immediately knocked on the door.
“Ella, sweetheart, I’m sorry, okay? We need to talk,” Damian called.
“Leave me first Damian, we’ll talk later.” He answered on the other hand.
“As you wish, sweet.” Her eyebrows rose at the man’s short answer. When else will Damian back down from the fight? Anyway, that’s good for him to finish and eat. She’s famished!
After she showered she wiped her wet body and hair with a towel. He put on his clothes and turned off the light in the bathroom and went out.
“Hey, horse!” Ella was surprised when she opened the door Damian was just on the side and standing calmly. “What are you Damian! It’s going to attack me in the heart!”
“Gosh, you’re not kidding.” The man replied.
“And when did you learn to joke around?” Ella asked because the Damian she knew was too serious and knew nothing of the joke.
“Since you wore a short skirt and lap me there in the office.” Damian replied.
Ella’s face turned red with embarrassment when she remembered what she did with that and her lace panty that she took and threw in the trash. He sneezed before speaking again. “So, maybe you can go out so I can get dressed.”
“Nope, not until we put a hot compress on those kiss marks on your body.” Damian said and then he took a face towel and filled it with hot water from the heater that was on top of his mini-fridge.
“Thank you,” Ella said after Damian.
“It’s okay, it’s all my fault too.” The stripped bathrobe was returned to her. “Can we talk about what happened to the two of us?”
He could not answer immediately. Does the man repent? “Look, let’s just forget that and move on. Don’t feel guilty because I also wanted what happened to us.” He was already ahead of Damian. He knew it would just be sorry. Just in Damian’s face, he was sure to be there.
Just forget? As if she could forget how soft her body was as she bowed to him, how delicious her kisses were, how anxious she was to bite its smooth skin, and how intense she felt when they both reached the Extreme? “Listen first, please. Last night, I didn’t use any protection. I’m really sorry for what happened Ella. I didn’t mean to–”
“Please, don’t apologize. I also wanted what happened. And don’t worry, I can’t get pregnant. I’m safe,” she lied. She’s very fertile, and she knows there is life already formed in their once forgetfulness. If they weren’t Damian ‘stay together, and at least, he had a junior of his that he would love more than he loved Damian and he would love him too with no hesitation and selfishness!
“Do you regret what happened to us?” the man suddenly asked her.
“Nope, it was fun and I loved every minute of it.” He says to salvage his pride. She was wrong in thinking she and Damian would marry her right away because something had happened to them. She even apologized, eh, but she didn’t want the man to see how hurt she was by what he said. He was unexpected.
“Good, and at least we both enjoyed it. But are you sure you’re really safe? You know, I’m willing to marry you if you happen to get pregnant.” Damian added.
Did she just get a proposal from Damian? How romantic! Yes, she wanted the man to be married but not in this way. She dreams that he will love her as a woman who is not a blood relative or family member. He looked out the window and studied the clouds as if that was the best thing at the time. She forced herself to calm down so as not to shed the tears that had accumulated at the corners of her eyes. Why is Damian so numb? Doesn’t it know that he is already hurt by what it said? “Reassure yourself, because I can’t get pregnant, okay? Let’s just forget about it.”
“Are you sure you can forget how your knees melted in my kiss? How you met my every move? And how loud you moaned as I buried you?” Damian’s voice rose.
Is he still angry? He’s so impossible! “Now, you’re playing dirty, Damian. Go away!” he said but when the man left, he was shocked. I hate you! I hate you! I hate you Damian McBride! He wanted the lamp shade to hit its back but he restrained himself.