Desires

Damian deepens the kiss, slow and sensual. I felt a spark of attraction ignite like a fire. I couldn't help it, I closed my eyes and kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He grabbed my waist, pulling me close. There is nothing terrifying or repulsive about this. It's drawing me in, opening me up, making my head go blank with desires.

He tastes like a mixture of mint and alcohol. I kiss him deeply like I have never kissed anyone, unwilling to fight this attraction.

A moan escaped my lips and for the first time in my sad little life, I knew what true lust felt like. My moaning seems to ignite him further, but after a while he reluctantly pulls away his eyes darkened with desires.

His lips brush my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"Do you want to get out of here" his voice was very husky just above a whisper.

I nod not trusting myself to talk.

He dragged me away quickly with him, taking out his phone and speaking in a different language to the other person on the line which sounds more like a command.

I can't really make out the language although it kind of sounds familiar but my head is still whirling from the amazing kiss we just had.

Somehow we've ended up in a different resort, it's simple and nice but still classy not as exotic as the one I was staying in. I just move in a daze following behind him, I don't really know how we make it up to the room but we barely opened the door and his all over me again.

This time the kiss is more intense, for the life of me I can't match his crazy speed, his kiss is more domineering.

He deepens the kiss, gently capturing my mouth in his and sliding his tongue into my mouth effortlessly. I wrapped my hands on his neck, he casually lifted my legs on his waist like I weighed nothing, sculpting my butts with his hands.

Damian lifts me against the wall and pulls me hard into him. I stop that little inner voice of fear and panic trying to wheedle in, and I push her down harshly with an icy shove all those therapy sessions should pay off.

I don't care about the consequence. I want him more than I've ever wanted anyone in my life. My mind is fuzzy with alcohol or is it adrenaline, for once I'm ignoring my brain.

His lips leave my mouth and find my neck, planting hot kisses there. He tastes so wonderful, I won't really mind staying like this for hours. My hands tug his hair then explore his upper torso, those hard, taut muscles turning me on.

His hands are sliding into my thighs and find my underwear, tearing it off with ease, I should be scared but somehow that is a huge turn on to me.

Damian's lips assault my throat, kissing and sucking, while I let myself go weak and close my eyes, sagging slightly as I let me devour me. My body erupts and my stomach flutters so much that my insides tremble.

He skillfully maneuvers the zip of my gown and it falls effortlessly to the floor, doing the same to my bra, freeing my breast and cupping them, massaging them. I'm so clumsy with his shirt that he helps me take it off and my hands reach for his belt undoing it.

He pins my hands above my head returning his warm lips to my mouth and casually scoops me to the bed reaching out to the drawer and retrieving a condom.

He tears it easily, a wolfish grin on his face, my head is still on cloud nine, barely able to comprehend anything, drunk with his erotic touch, I was already wet. His engorged member pushed into me with one thrust and he stilled.

"Porca miseria!"

My eyes fly open when he doesn't move "You are a virgin" it wasn't a question he was just stating the fact. He seemed to pull away.

"Don't stop please" I just begged him, not wanting to stop this feeling. An unreadable expression crossed his face, he seemed to hesitate but returned to moving inside me, this time though he moved slowly, trying to take it as easy as possible.

He pulled away after a while

"Why didn't you tell me you were a virgin?" he quizzed.

"That wouldn't be a very nice way to start out a conversation now, would it" I try softly.

"When you mentioned your boyfriend, did you two never you know?" he already knew the answer but still asked. His hands come up to his face, then his hair pulling at it.

"Che cazzo!"

"Fiorelliona, your first time isn't just something you should do on a whim with any guy" he breaths slowly getting off the bed wearing his pants.

Now I feel really stupid, I'm back to earth after soaring so high on lust, I pull the covers up to hide myself, tears threatening to fall from my eyes, what have I really done, this was just plain madness.

"You are right, I'm sorry" I look around trying to find my dress.

Damian looks back at me watching me closely, then stalks back to the bed, carefully seating by the edge as if approaching a little child. "I'm to be blamed too, I should have known better."

"Heck, I should have done better to make you enjoy your first time, what I'm I even saying" he mutters.

I get off the bed with the sheets still wrapped around me and reach for my gown and what remains of my underwear, moving into the bathroom.

I stay there a while longer after dressing, mixed emotions wash over me, I feel really mortified but I still remember those hot touches on my body, I may never experience that again. People always had one night stands right?

But that's the thing I wasn't just people.

But I wouldn't have his hands on my body again. God! What was I even thinking, I should be thinking of leaving this room with my head held high not contemplating this.

But it wouldn't be so bad... 

"Get a grip Cassie, I wasn't some sleazy pants " I chided

Stepping out of the bathroom, he was already on his feet waiting, watching me closely.

"Are you alright?" he moved closer, noticing my untamed wavy brown hair sticking in my face and other directions reaches out to pull it from my face. I inhale deeply at the contact, he seems to realize what he was doing and pulls his hands back down put doesn't move away.

My eyes sub-consciously moves to his lips remembering the feel on my body and I bit my lips nervously. Mentally reprimanding myself for being so stupid, I look up and find him looking intently at me, lust in his eyes.

"On a second thought," he says softly, stalking dangerously close to me "Maybe we could rectify the situation, help you have an amazing experience for your first time."

"This could still count as a first time," his eyes are ravaging my face and lips "That's if you don't object."

"No objections" I swallow hard, really enjoying the feel of his eyes on me, what was wrong with me.

"Good" he throws me a wolfish grin and snakes his hands around my waist and captures my lips again.