LOGIN~DAMIEN~It's another round and I'm hungry for more. Lucian is growling in excitement inside of me.I watch as she shakes the jar, then dip her inside and bring out a slip of paper.She turns to read it and her eyes widen in disbelief.“Wow!” She exclaims. “This is going to be so hot.”I can barely contain my excitement as she turns the slip of paper to my viewing.I read it aloud. “Tie up my sweet little one and show her dirty pleasure in submission.”“I have been tied up before!” She exclaims.“Well, that's about to change, little one,” I wink seductively at her.“What are you going to use in tying me up then?” She asks me.And it struck me that I didn't come with something to tie her up.“Well, I have a rope,” she suggests.“Perfect then!” I exclaim. “Go get it.”I watch as she walks to her wardrobe and brings out a rope.“Will this do?” She asks, and I nod.“It's perfect,” I reply, taking the rope from her.“That's good, then,” she says and smile sweetly at
~HOLLY~There’s a shift in the air and it's no longer soft and no longer safe.It’s heavier now… thicker… like something dangerous has finally been unleashed between us.And this time, I don’t want to stop it.I don’t want to wait.I sit up slowly, my eyes locking onto his, my pulse already racing ahead of me.“I can’t wait again,” I say, my voice quieter now… but filled with something sharper. “It’s finally time to begin the game.”His gaze darkens instantly, not playful, not light…but something deeper.Something that makes my stomach tighten.A slow, knowing smirk spreads across his lips like he’s been waiting for me to cross this line.I stand before I can second-guess myself.Each step toward the jar feels deliberate… like I’m walking straight into something I won’t be able to walk back from.My fingers curl around the glass on the table….cold, steady, which is unlike me.Because inside? I’m already burning.When I turn back, he’s watching me, not casually,
~HOLLY~After the kiss, neither of us says much.We don’t need to.It’s like something in the air has already settled between us…..something quieter, softer, but far more binding than words.Something that lingers on my lips, warm and dizzying.Something that makes my heart feel too full in my chest.Damien doesn’t let go of my hand, not even when we sit back down.Not even when the silence stretches.His thumb brushes absentmindedly over my knuckles, slow… rhythmic… like he’s memorizing the feel of me.Like letting go isn’t even an option.It’s not awkward.It’s warm.The kind of silence that feels like breathing the same thought.At some point, I don’t even realize my head has drifted onto his shoulder.Only that it feels… right.Like it belongs there.Like I’ve done this a hundred times before.He shifts just slightly, not to move away, but to make me more comfortable.His shoulder dips just enough, his head tilting faintly toward mine.And for a second, I
~HOLLY~We stay like that for a while, my forehead resting against his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath my skin, his warmth wrapping around me like something I've been starving for without even realizing it.Eleven days.Eleven whole days without him.Without this.Without us.“I missed you,” I whisper, the words slipping out before I can stop them.They’re soft. Barely there, but they carry everything.His body stills.Not completely…..just enough for me to notice.His hand, which had been resting at my waist, tightens slightly, like he felt that confession somewhere deeper than just his ears.“I know,” Damien says quietly.But that’s not enough.It’s not enough for me.I tilt my head back, looking up at him, my fingers curling lightly against his sides.“No… you don’t understand,” I murmur, my voice trembling just a little. “I didn’t just miss you… I ached for you.”His eyes darken, not with hunger, but with something heavier.Something emotional.His t
~HOLLY~I can't believe it!I can't believe all these are happening.I can't believe that Damien is in my house and we're having so much fun!But my thighs slurping with the lubricant, and my ass feeling thoroughly battered as we walk into my bathroom makes me realize that everything is truly happening.Damien and I walk into my bathroom.It's an average sized neat space with the floors tiled in soft gray. Against one wall sits a standard white toilet, and beside it, a modest sink with a small counter that holds my everyday essentials: a toothbrush in a cup, a tube of toothpaste squeezed slightly in the middle, a bottle of face wash, a light floral-scented hand soap, shampoo, conditioner and body wash.Above the sink hangs a rectangular mirror. And I designed the mirror in a pretty way with stickers all over it.The shower is tucked into one corner, enclosed with a curtain.There’s no bathtub, just a standing shower space with clean tiles lining the walls. Th
~DAMIEN~“Your turn next,” I say and she gives me a smirk.“Interesting,” she announces and shakes the jar up and hard.Her gasp is amazing as she pulls out the next little slip.She clears her throat and I know the slip she's holding was written by me the moment she reads it out.“Spread those gorgeous butt cheeks of yours and give me your asshole. I want to fuck your ass, deep and hard and all the way in.”My dick is jumping to attention in a flash.Holy shit! It's been a while since I fuck that little butt hole of hers.“Where?” She prompts, sliding down from her stool. “Where are we doing this?”I tap on the side of my table for her to come closer after pushing the plates aside.Slowly, she comes around, facing me close enough that I kiss her nice and deep with a smile on my face before spinning her around and bending her forward over the counter.Her ass is a great sight to behold.A fucking delight and I can't resist giving it a smack.I give her ass ano
~HOLLY~The cold pavement bites into my skin.But I barely feel it anymore.At some point the crying slows down, the violent sobs fading into quiet, exhausted breaths. My cheeks are sticky with dried tears, my eyes aching and swollen.I don’t know how long I sit there beside
~HOLLY~Gabriel's eyes longer on my lips for the briefest second.I notice it.The pause.The flicker of something in his expression before he quickly looks away like he didn’t mean to stare that long.I swallow slightly, pretending not to notice.For a strange moment the
~DAMIEN~I shouldn’t still be here.The moment I sent the message telling her the car was outside, I should have driven away.That was the plan.Drop the car. Send the text. Leave before she ever knew I had been here.Simple, clean and necessary.But somehow… my hands never
~HOLLY~I spend the most of my day in Damien's arms. I love being cuddled by him. I love it when he wraps his big, strong arms around me, and I take good advantage of it today.We had a very romantic bath together and then I'm back to being cuddled in his arms…in bed, on







