The Bet (18+)

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Chapter 17

“Fuck!” I screamed out as Damon shushed me and covered my mouth with his hand.

My hips were held up by a pillow and my tits were pressed into his sheets as he pounded into me from behind. One hand was now on my mouth and the other was gripping my hair and he was relentless. I had to hold onto the headboard for strength as Damon deliciously controlled my body.

His hand left my hair and rested on my ass cheek, spreading me apart as his dick seemed to sink even deeper into me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I moaned loudly into his hand. He was hitting that deep, pleasure spot again and I felt like I was going to pass out. Every time he hit it, my orgasm spiked to the point of no return, but then it died down when he thrust out. I don’t know what the hell he’s doing, but ohmygod is it fucking amazing!

With his hand still on my ass, he leaned forward and bit the top of my shoulder. This caused my walls to tighten around him and he groaned into my ear.

“Fuck, Taylor, don’t do that unless you want me to fucking cum.”

I giggled and moaned, not able to use my words as I squeezed him again.

He hissed into my ear and thrust even harder and faster. This time, my orgasm wasn’t holding back. It slammed into me and I let out a scream into his palm, feeling him squeeze my face harder.

“Oh, fuck! Yessss…” he growled.

And I knew he was cumming. Hard.

Every muscle in my body tensed as my orgasm rocked through my body, making my toes curl and eventually go numb. It sounded like my hearing went momentarily deaf as a high pitched whistle hummed through my head, and yet, Damon kept fucking me.

Then he slowed to a stop and finally pulled out, standing to his feet.

I couldn’t move. My body was still buzzing as I dropped my head into the pillow and tried to steady my breathing. I thought my orgasm couldn’t feel any better from the last mind-blowing one he gave me, but oh, was I wrong.

Then I giggled into his pillow and turned to my side to face him, not ashamed of my nakedness.

“Wow, where did you learn to fuck like this?”

His cheeks flushed as he pulled his jeans up but left them unbuttoned. Shrugging, he walked over and lightly slapped my ass, making me jump and giggle.

“Seriously,” I urged, sitting up to kiss the top of his shoulder.

“Just because you and your friends think I’m a loser doesn’t mean I haven’t had experience.” He leaned forward and put on his socks and boots.

“Hey,” I grabbed his bicep and made him stop what he was doing as he turned his gaze to mine, “I don’t think you’re a loser. My friends are assholes, don’t listen to them.”

He laughed. “Don’t worry, I don’t.” He stood up and walked over to his dresser, pulling out a black tee shirt and tugged it over his head.

“Where are you going?” I looked at the clock on his wall and saw that it was nearing 11 pm. I was definitely breaking curfew but I didn’t care.

“I’m meeting some people downtown,” he replied dryly.

Meeting some people downtown? I’ve never seen him with friends before. Part of me wanted to invite myself but I knew I couldn’t do that. Nobody could see us together. I nibbled on my bottom lip and got out of his bed and began putting my own clothes back on.

Silence stretched between us until Damon walked up to me and grabbed my face, planting a kiss on my lips. It started off sweet and gentle and soon, we were both panting. Our tongues twisted and tasted and I seemed to be trying to climb him. But then he broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against mine.

“Don’t forget… No jeans and no panties.”

He stepped away from me and I stared at him with excitement. I hate that he was leaving and that I had to go. Staying in bed with him all night, exploring more of each other’s bodies, and cuddling into the early morning hours sounded amazing, but I knew that would never happen.

“I won’t forget,” I whispered.

Grabbing the door handle, he looked back at me. “Do you want to go first? Or me?”

Shit. I forgot about that. It was after curfew so there shouldn’t be anyone out and about in the hallways.

“We can go together. I’m sure nobody is out.”

He shrugged like it was no big deal. For him, being seen with me was nothing, but for me, I’d never hear the end of it from my friends.

I got out of his warm bed that wreaked of his glorious scent and got dressed before I walked up to Damon, hooked my arm in his, and then we left his dorm room together.

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