Dahlia Carrington~•~I stared at the hotel Damon had sent me the address of. It was different from the last one we met at. He wanted to pick me up, but I refused because it would be hard to explain if anyone familiar saw us going into a hotel together. I took a deep breath before stepping in and walking straight to the reception.“Good day, I have a reservation for Mr. Valentino.”The receptionist handed me the keycard to the room and told me Damon was already waiting for me. I blushed when I realized he had an idea of what I came for, but I brushed it off with a smile as I went on my merry way.I pressed the button for the elevator and waited, but when it finally opened, I was taken aback to see a familiar face. How the hell was he everywhere?“Dahlia?”I chuckled nervously. “Fancy seeing you here, Roman.”“What are you doing here?”That was a weird question to ask but dismissing it was even weirder. “I’m meeting a friend,” I said vaguely but Roman got an idea and started wiggling h
Dahlia Carrington ~•~There was something about his polite tone that had me going down the bed and on my knees for him. I was at eye level with his crotch and he looked down on me while I looked up at him through my lashes. “My pretty girl,” he cooed, gathering my hair behind my head so it wouldn’t get in the way.I tied my hair together at the back and stayed on my knees, waiting for him to tell me what to do. I didn’t have any experience with sex which was why I wanted him to take control. I knew what he wanted me to do but he hadn’t said it yet.It seemed like Damon had other plans though.“What do you want me to do to you, Dahlia? What do you want from me?”I knew what I wanted from him. He knew what I wanted from him yet he wanted to make me say it. “I…” I trailed off, unable to turn my thoughts into words.“You have to say it, doll, else we’ll be here all night with you kneeling at my feet.”Damon looked hot as he dominated me, telling me what to do while wanting my consent at t
Dahlia Carrington~•~Damon stayed still for a couple of seconds as I tried to adjust to the feeling of his sheer size in me, but it seemed almost impossible. I felt full as hell and I could feel him in my stomach.Damon kissed me, distracting me from the pain down there and his fingers rubbed on my clit, easing it. He seemed almost tortured as he kissed me desperately and I knew that he was dying to move. When he saw that I had relaxed, he pulled out just a bit, thrusting into me again. A strangled moan escaped my lips.“Feels better, doesn’t it?”I nodded, unable to speak as he started moving in and out of me. I wrapped my legs around his hips, hoping he could be as deep as possible. “Faster please.”“It’s your first time.” He warned me.“It doesn’t matter.” And it didn’t. This was the only chance I had with him. I had to enjoy it to its fullest. “Go faster, professor.” I was triggering him intentionally, knowing how he reacted to that term. “Show me what you do to bad students.”“Y
Damon Valentino~•~Ignoring Dahlia’s startled face, I settled in the water, staring at her. “What? You don’t want me to join you?”Dahlia blushed despite everything we had just done. I was honestly surprised by her. I didn’t expect her to have such a naughty mouth. How could I let her go when she was everything I wanted? I liked her personality, both in the bedroom and outside it; they were contrasting. “No, it’s not that. It’s just that…” she trailed off, looking shy.I wanted to laugh. The Dahlia that told me to fuck her mouth was definitely not shy. “It’s just what?”“I’m quite sore.”“I’m not going to fuck you,” I assured her. I only entered the tub with her because I wanted to help her bathe. “Not yet at least,” I added. “Damon!”“Not professor anymore?” I teased. During sex, she had been so insistent on calling me professor. She knew what it did to me and she knew how to wield the power it held to get what she wanted. She was such a sly woman.Dahlia covered her face with her
Dahlia Carrington~•~Damon and I were sitting at a round table, opposite each other, eating our dinner in silence. I’d eaten before meeting him but after being exhausted like that, I needed food again. I finally understood when people say sex burns calories. It was extremely exhausting. I was just tolerant of working out.I had been ringing in his ear nonstop that I wanted to talk. Now that I was presented with the chance, a single word couldn’t escape my mouth. Aside from the fact that I was hesitant about having the conversation, Damon’s shirtless body was staring at me and his muscles contracted whenever he brought the spoon close to his mouth to eat.It was highly distracting.I was certain he caught me ogling him a few times but thankfully yet surprisingly, he didn’t mention it. I bit down on my lip. Was it really a good idea to end things here? I’d gotten my fill of him and ending it like this made me feel like I used him; not just for his money but for his body too. How did t
Dahlia Carrington~•~I stared at Damon, waiting for his reply but for the first few seconds, he just stared right back at me, making me feel awkward. I was tempted to take back my words. I’d been a bit vulnerable for a moment there…“Say something.” I pleaded. I had laid it all out for him and he was keeping silent. It made me uneasy.He beckoned me over and when I just stared at him blankly, he said, “Come here.”Hesitantly, I stood up and rounded the table to meet him. He pulled me on his lap, ignoring my gasp as he made sure I was properly straddling him. The shirt I was wearing rode up and I could feel my bare flesh come in contact with his clothed crotch. It excited me in ways it shouldn’t.I opened my mouth to ask him what he was doing but he covered it with his own at once, his hands traveling down to cup my butt, squeezing accordingly. I let out an unexpected moan when he sucked my tongue into his mouth, but it brought me back to my senses and before I knew it, I was pulling b
Dahlia Carrington~•~Damon and I had sex one last time in the middle of the night and the next morning had to be the most awkward time of my life.As promised, Damon had ordered new clothes for us and as I took a shower and changed into the pair of sweats he bought for me, he did not look away once. He said he was savoring his last moments with me. Damon could be dramatic whenever he wanted to be, which was what I liked about him. He was able to lift people’s spirits but was quick to switch to domineering when the need be.I put on the sneakers he bought as well before packing my dress and heels into the bag the new clothes came in. Then, he offered to drop me off.The clothes he bought seemed expensive, even if they were only sweats, and I pondered on whether or not to return them after washing them. Returning it meant I had to meet him in private again. I didn’t think anything good would come out of meeting him in private.Damon pulled over at the duplex I was staying at and we jus
Damon Valentino~•~“I must have a lot of free time considering the work I do seeing as you call me every fucking night to hang out with you.”“Shut up,” I rolled my eyes at Juan. We mostly met up during the weekends but this was the second time this week we were hanging out together. I was only able to do this because the semester hadn’t properly started. We were just one week in and there wasn’t a lot of work to do. I didn’t have reports to mark and I already had the curriculum sorted out which was why I had a lot of free time to think about Dahlia.“So what is the situation with your woman?” Juan asked, focusing on anything but the game in front of him. I had invited him to my home with the excuse of watching a game together, but we both knew we weren’t that interested in sports.“We parted ways.”Juan blinked, not expecting that to be my answer. I didn’t blame him though. He knew me as someone who always got whatever I wanted because of my resilience. However, Dahlia had explained