Paige was panting. Her panties were already soaking wet and so far all he had done was kiss her. But, it was the way that he was kissing her. It was a demanding, possessive kiss and right on the very edge between the ultimate pleasure...and the beginning of pain.
It turned her on like nothing ever had before.
That was until he lifted the hand that was around her waist and laid it against the soft mound of the side of her breast. Paige sucked in a deep breath as she felt the heat of his palm radiating through her clothing and searing her skin. He slid his palm so that he was cupping the entire breast and he gave it a squeeze. Paige whimpered and that encouraged him. He squeezed it harder and let him thumb come up and find the swollen nipple that was pressing against the inside of her shirt. He ran his thumb in circles around the nipple while he squeezed her full breast and practically fucked her mouth with his tongue. She drove her own tongue back into his mouth like a starving woman. He let all of his fingers and his palm join in the fun, squeezing and pinching and pulling. She wanted to scream with pure pleasure. It was erotic and intoxicating and it was sending the most delicious exciting feelings through her body. She shivered as she felt his hand drop to her waist and began its ascent up underneath her shirt. The feel of his palm against her flesh was the sexiest thing that she’d ever felt and she had to have more. She let her own hand drop to the front of his pants and she cupped his erection in the palm of her hand. He groaned loudly and then pulling his mouth over to her ear he said, “I want to fuck you so bad!”
She squeezed his crotch as his fingers worked their way underneath her sports bra. He suddenly had a nipple between his fingers. Paige cried out as he pinched it and when she got her control back she said, “Fuck me Damien! God please fuck me! I want you so bad!”
Her hand dug more furiously at his crotch, trying to wrap her fingers around the jean clad organ. Damien pulled up on her shirt and Paige stopped what she was doing long enough to help him pull it and her sports bra up over her head. When he saw her tits he growled and said, “Fuck baby...so fucking beautiful.”
She was pushing her pajama pants down with one hand as he unfastened his own jeans. She got hers down past her knees about the time the head of his cock sprung out. Without hesitation she reached for it. Her hand could barely wrap around the thickness, but she held onto it and stroked it a few times while Damien’s hands explored her tits. Her nipples were as hard as his cock and her pussy was sopping wet with need. Damien let another deep rumble out of his chest before reaching down and scooping her up into his arms. Her pajama bottoms slipped off and stayed where they lay as he carried her down the hall against his chest. When they got to the master bedroom he dropped her down onto his king size bed and in a deep husky voice he said, “Take off your panties.”
He was busy stripping off the rest of his clothes as she did. Before she lay back down, he had a hand between her thighs letting his fingers glide against her skin, wet from her juices. “You’re so fucking wet. Fuck!”
Paige reached for his cock again. She wanted it inside of her, but for now she contended herself by stroking and squeezing it. She jumped and nearly screamed as she felt one of Damien’s thick fingers slide in between her pussy lips. He dragged it across her engorged clit before dragging it back down to her opening and shoving it inside of her. He slid a second finger in, this time eliciting a loud gasp from her. Then he changed the position of his hand and used his thumb to rub circles across her clit while he moved his fingers in and out of her. She was still stroking him, but it was hard to concentrate while he finger fucked her.
“Jesus Christ Damien...that feels so good.”
He pushed his fingers in deeper crooking one in half and rubbing it against her G-spot.
“Oh God! Oh fuck!” She was jerking her hips up off the bed. “I need you inside of me Damien. Put that hard cock inside of me.”
“Not yet,” he said, leaning down to suck a nipple into his mouth. She arched her back now as his tongue swirled and licked and his teeth bit down gently. She wanted to scream, she needed him to fuck her. She was going to come already.
“Fuuuuuuck! You’re killing me!”
She felt him grin against her flesh and his fingers worked harder and faster up inside of her wet walls. She was trying to reach for his cock again, but he kept it out of her reach as he tortured her with his lips, teeth, tongue and fingers.
Oh God! Those fingers.
He was fucking her with his whole hand now. He had three fingers plunged deep inside of her and his palm was pressed hard against her clit, rubbing and pressing against it. As he sucked and nibbled on one breast, he used his free hand to knead and massage the other. He pulled his head back slightly and said, “I love these tits. So fucking hot...” Then he dove back into them, taking a bite of the tip of one and causing her to scream.
“Come for me.” He whispered.
“I can’t take it Damien...I need you inside of me...” Paige breathed. She was right on the edge and she could barely speak.
“Come for me first. Come in my hand and then I’ll fuck you. I’ll fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. Come for me!” He growled and slammed his fingers in and out of her harder. Paige brought her hips up off the bed as high as she could hold them. She felt the orgasm taking hold and she could tell that it was going to be like nothing she’d ever felt before.
“Fuck! Oh Fuck! Oh God Damien!” Paige panted out obscenities as the orgasm tore through her body. She came hard while Damien worked her through it, slowing his strokes but not pulling out his fingers until her body relaxed and she was left in a shaking heap underneath him.
Chapter 16
Damien gave her a second to come down off her high and then he slid his arm underneath her and flipped them over so he was on his back and she was on top. He wanted access to those beautiful tits while he fucked her. He wanted to see them bounce as she rode his cock. Paige put one hand against his lower abdomen and raised herself up, lining her opening up with his cock. She used the other hand to push all of that fucking gorgeous hair out of her face. Damien reached up and covered both of her breasts with his hands as he felt her deliciously soaked pussy wrapping itself around his throbbing cock. He felt his tip push past her opening and he raised his hips, encouraging her to take more. She had her lips parted and her skin was flush. She looked so god damn hot he could almost come with her tits in his hands and the vision of her beautiful face in his head.
She continued to descend slowly...too slow. He let go of her tits and reached around and grabbed hold of her ass. Holding her in place, he shoved himself up inside of her as far as he would go with one hard thrust. He felt it bottom out as Paige cried out and he just held it there. She was bent over him and he reached out with his tongue like a snake and licked a nipple.
“Oh my God Damien. Oh God that’s good!”
He let go of her ass and let her begin moving up and down on him. He filled his hands again with those soft, fleshy tit mounds and let his fingers and thumbs slide back and forth across her nipples as he squeezed and massaged. Each time he pinched a nipple harder, Paige would bounce more, taking him deeper. He could feel her juices flowing down across the base of his cock and saturating his balls. She was driving him crazy. He growled and lifted his head, dropping his lips back around one of her swollen nipples. He swished his tongue over it several times and began sucking on it deeply. Paige wrapped one of her hands around behind his head and pulled him into her chest, feeding him more of her flesh. As she did that, she let his cock bottom out inside of her and then after holding herself there for a few seconds, she would gyrate her hips against him. The walls of her pussy gripped him tightly the whole time and when she slid back up to the tip, it seemed like her walls were reluctant to let him go.
She was breathing heavily, gasping for air, panting with her lips open. She closed her eyes and tipped her head back as she began to ride him harder. She lifted and dropped her body down onto him, increasing her pace and jerking once for
ward and once back with each full insertion before rising up and doing it all over again. Damien couldn’t hold the moans back and he had to let her tit fall out of his mouth so he could take one big heavy gulp of breath. He grabbed her ass again and while she bounced up and down, he began to drive his hard cock up into her.
“Oh God!”
The harder he drove up into her, the more she panted and the heavier her breaths became. Her hair was back in her face and her eyes were rolled back into her head. She pumped up and down and he thrusted in and out.
“Like that baby?”
“Oh fuck yes...”
“You want me to fuck you harder?”
“Mm hmm...”
“Tell me...”
“Fuck me harder Damien. Fuck me as hard as you can.”
Damien growled loudly, grabbed her by the ass and flipped her over on her back. He positioned himself between her legs and didn’t wait for any preamble before shoving himself back into her all the way to the hilt.
“Like that?”
“Oh yeah, fuck! Oh God Damien! I’m going to come again.”
“Tell me what you want me to do.”
She had her hands up on his biceps, digging her fingers into his flesh. “Fuck me, fuck me hard!”
He slammed into her so hard that his pelvis made contact with her swollen clit. She screamed out and he did it again and again.
“Oh Damien! I’m coming!”
He felt it. He felt the walls of her sopping wet pussy grip him even tighter, milking him as her entire body went rigid and she made unintelligible sounds and her body jerked up and down. Damien didn’t stop. He didn’t even slow his pace. He fucked her through her orgasm as he rapidly approached his. He took one tit in his hand and manipulated the nipple, squeezing and pinching it hard, thrusting his cock into her as deeply as it would possibly go. He felt his balls begin to tighten up and he felt himself being hurtled towards the climax that would beat everyone that ever came before that. This girl was crazy hot and Damien wasn’t sure that anything from here on out would ever measure up. He was having that thought as the orgasm crashed into him like a tsunami.
“Jesus Christ! Fuck! Paige!”
Damien came hard unleashing his load before collapsing down on top of her. The feel of those beautiful breasts crushing into his hard chest made his not quite soft cock jump and he knew it wouldn’t take him long to be ready to do her again.
When he was able to move, he rolled off to the side. He didn’t want to crush her. That would be a hell of a thing...to have to tell his father he crushed her to death while he was fucking her. He lay next to her with both of them panting and trying to get their breathing under control. Her hair was in his face, damp with sweat and his arm lay pressed against the side of her soft mound. He felt like all of the tension from the week had finally drained out of him. He had his eyes closed and his breathing was just beginning to return to normal when he felt her roll into his side. He slid his arm underneath her neck and let her snuggle into him. He buried his face in those masses of sweet-smelling soft hair and he fell asleep.
*****
“Damien.”
He heard her voice and he felt the swell of his cock at the sound of it, but he wasn’t ready to open his eyes just yet. She was trying to sit up but he held onto her so she couldn’t move from his side.
“Damien, there’s someone at your door.”
He pulled open his eyes. “Someone is knocking?”
“They rang the bell.”
He sat up straight.
“Shit!”
He looked at Paige. She was sitting up now too. Her hair was wild and her breasts rose and fell with each breath. Her lips and cheeks had that “freshly fucked” look and suddenly his cock was aching for her again. He reached for her and the doorbell rang...again.
“Shit!”
He threw back the covers and grabbed his boxers. “Do not move. I’ll be right back. I’m going to get rid of whoever this is and then I’m going to fuck you so hard again, got it?”
She grinned and nodded. “Got it. I won’t move.”
He leaned down and kissed her hard. It turned her on when he just took what he wanted. She watched him pull on his boxers and then grab a pair of pajama pants out of his dresser drawer. He stepped into those too and pulled the door closed behind him as he went out into the living room. He glanced over where Paige’s shirt and bra still lay and the shattered beer bottle covered the floor.
“Fuck,” he whispered under his breath. He pulled the door about halfway open. It was his father, and Alex.
“Good morning son.”
“Hey, good morning.”
“Did we wake you?”
“Um, yeah, I was up late.”
Alex grinned. “Doing what?”
“Never mind. What’s up with you two?”
“Can we come in?”
“Um...Paige is still asleep...”
“Damien, let us in,” Jackson told him in a tone that left no room for argument. Damien stepped back and let them come inside. He saw his father’s eyes go to the shattered bottle and the clothes and then back to his face.
“Where’s Paige?”
“She’s still asleep...”
“Go get her.”
“It’s early...”
“Damien, do you really want to argue with me?”
With a sigh Damien went down the hall. Before he got there, Paige met him in the doorway. She had on one of his long t-shirts and her pajama pants. She was pulling her hair back out of her face into an elastic band.
“My father would like to see you.”
“I heard,” she said. “That’s good, because I have a few things I’d like to discuss with him too.”
Damien watched her walk down the hall towards the living room. He wondered if he would ever be able to do that again without the memory of how good her ass felt in his hands crossing his mind.
“Hello Jackson...Alex.”
“Hello Paige. How are you?”
“The same. My brother is still dead and you still haven’t told me what you know about that. I’d like some answers.” Paige took a seat on the couch and tucked her legs underneath her.
Jackson sat down next to her and said, “Tell me Paige, why do you think I’m involved in Greg’s death?”
“For a lot of reasons, but now my brother’s partner and my friend is dead...beaten and stuffed in a trash can like garbage. He was a police officer...a good one. He was a good man and like Greg, he didn’t deserve to die. He died not long after he gave me a package that my brother wanted me to have in the event of his death. There is evidence in that envelope that could cause a shake-up within your organization and Kramer’s.”
“Where is this information?” Jackson asked her. Paige laughed and rolled her eyes.
“Right, I’m going to tell you. You tell me what you know and we’ll go from there.”
“I loved Greg...”
“Skip the bullshit declarations of love and get to the part where you know who killed him.”
“Caine found out that Greg was undercover. Greg told him he had evidence against all of us but he wouldn’t say what that was. Caine has a short fuse and he’s not really all that bright. He called his father after Greg was dead...I didn’t know anything about it until after the fact...”
Paige came up off the couch in a rage. “You knew all along?” She paused trying to process his words. “You fucking killed him! This is your fault! You should have protected him!”
“Paige, I would have if I knew this was going to happen. I loved Greg...”
“Shut up! Stop saying that! You knew he was uncovered and could have easily prevented this. If you loved him you would have protected him!”
Paige could feel her blood pressure rising. The room was swimming in front of her eyes and she had to fight to stay focused. There was too much happening inside her head. It was chaos.
“Beyond that, if you loved him you would have avenged him if you knew Caine
killed him. I know who you are! I know what you do! If it were one of your own sons Caine wouldn’t still be breathing!”
“You don’t understand the ramifications of this Paige,” Jackson reached for her. She slapped him away. Damien stood up and so did his father. Jackson gave him a warning look. Damien wasn’t sure what he was going to do yet but he watched her eyes scan the desk and was sure that Paige was headed for his gun. She kept backing away towards the desk that he had in the corner of the room, the desk where he left his gun sitting on top, out in the open. He’d never had a reason to hide it before. He wanted to say something to her but then that would put her at the mercy of his father...and his brother.
“Paige, you need to calm down. First of all, I need you to give me the evidence this cop gave you...”
“No! No fucking way! You’re insane. You’ll never find it!”
“Paige! You need to listen to me!” Jackson was pissed now.
Alex was standing behind him. Damien knew it wouldn’t be long before they took what they wanted from her by force. Paige knew it too. She lunged suddenly for the gun and spun around, aiming it at Jackson’s head.
“Paige, you don’t want to do this...” Damien tried.
“Shut the fuck up! All of you keep your fucking mouths shut and listen to me. I’m in charge now...”
Chapter 17
Jackson tried to reach out for the gun when the sound of the gunshot cracked the air like thunder and the kick of the powerful gun knocked Paige backwards into the desk simultaneously. It was like the scene around her was unfolding in slow motion. The gun dropped from her hand and bounced off the floor and she watched in horror as Damien fell to the ground. She barely had time to register that before she heard Alex’s raging voice.
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