Chapter 13:Giving in

Elara

Even though I tried so hard to hide it, I was so happy. Sitting in Damien’s car as he drove me away from that dirty motel, my heart was beating fast with joy. I didn’t want to show it on my face, but deep inside, I felt warm and safe again. I had missed him so much. The days without him had been cold and empty.

I never planned to fall in love with an older man especially not my ex-boyfriend’s father. But Damien had shown me what true love really looks like. He came looking for me. He held me gently even when I tried to run. He told me he loved me with such soft, honest eyes. No one had ever made me feel this wanted before.

The whole drive back to his penthouse, I kept stealing glances at him. His strong hands on the steering wheel, his sharp jaw, and the way he looked at me with so much care made my body warm all over. By the time we reached his building, I couldn’t wait anymore.

As soon as we stepped inside the penthouse and the door closed behind us, I couldn’t hold back. I turned to him, stood on my toes, and kissed him hard. All the feelings I had been holding inside for so many days came rushing out. My hands grabbed the front of his shirt as I pressed my body against his.

Damien seemed surprised for a second, but then he kissed me back with the same hunger. His big hands moved to my waist and pulled me even closer. The kiss was deep and passionate. Our tongues danced together, and I could feel the heat growing between us.

“I missed you,” I whispered against his lips. “I missed you so much, Damien.”

He groaned softly and lifted me up like I weighed nothing. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me straight to the bedroom. He laid me down on his big, soft bed and climbed over me, kissing me again and again.

“I missed you too, baby girl,” he said in his deep voice. “More than you know.”

I felt so submissive in that moment. I wanted to give him everything. All the love, all the desire, everything I had been holding back. My hands moved quickly, unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his strong shoulders. I ran my fingers over his hard chest and down his stomach.

Damien helped me take off my clothes. Soon we were both naked. His thick cock was already hard and standing proud. The sight of it made me wet between my legs. I pushed him gently onto his back and climbed on top of him.

He looked up at me with dark, hungry eyes. “Elara…”

I didn’t say anything. I just took his thick cock in my hand and slowly lowered myself onto it. The stretch felt so good. Inch by inch, he filled me completely until I was sitting all the way down on him. A loud moan escaped my lips.

“Oh… Damien…” I whispered.

I started to ride him slowly at first, moving my hips up and down. His thick cock felt amazing inside me, hitting all the right spots. Damien’s hands gripped my waist tightly, helping me move. His eyes never left my face.

“You feel so good,” he groaned. “So tight and warm around me.”

I rode him faster, bouncing on his thick cock. My small breasts moved with every thrust. I placed my hands on his chest for support and moved harder. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room. Wet noises came from where we were joined.

Damien moaned softly, his voice low and rough. “Elara… yes, just like that, baby.”

Hearing him say my name like that made me even wetter. I rode him with everything I had. My hips moved in circles, then up and down again. Every time I came down, his cock went so deep inside me. Pleasure was building fast.

I leaned forward, my hair falling around us like a curtain. Damien reached up and played with my nipples, pinching them gently. That extra feeling sent sparks through my whole body.

“Damien… it feels so good,” I moaned. “I love your cock inside me.”

He groaned louder and started thrusting up to meet me. His strong hips pushed his thick cock deeper with every bounce. I was shaking now. My legs felt weak, but I didn’t stop. I wanted to give him everything.

“Yes… ride me, baby girl,” he said, his voice full of pleasure. “You’re doing so good.”

My body started to tremble. The pleasure was becoming too much. I rode him harder and faster, chasing that sweet release. Damien’s hands moved to my ass, squeezing it as he helped me move.

“I’m close…” I cried out, my voice shaking.

“Come for me,” he growled. “Let me feel you.”

That was all I needed. My orgasm hit me hard. My pussy clenched tight around his thick cock as waves of pleasure rushed through me. I shook violently on top of him, moaning his name loudly. “Damien! Oh god… Damien!”

He moaned softly too, his hands gripping me tighter. “Elara… fuck, you feel so good.”

I kept riding him through my orgasm, my body still shaking. A few moments later, Damien thrust up deep one last time and came inside me. I felt his hot cum filling me up. He groaned my name as he pulsed again and again.

We stayed like that for a long time, breathing hard. Both of us were sweaty and couldn’t breathe properly. My heart was pounding in my chest. I collapsed on top of him, my head resting on his chest. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close.

“That was amazing,” I whispered, still trying to catch my breath.

Damien kissed the top of my head gently. “You are amazing, my love.”

We lay there together, our bodies still joined, enjoying the warm afterglow. For the first time in many days, I felt truly happy and safe. I had given him everything, and he had given me everything back.

Even though I knew our love was complicated, in that moment, nothing else mattered. I was exactly where I wanted to be in Damien’s arms, filled with his love and his cum.