TARA.Damon looked anxious, sweaty, and breathless, and I was snorting out of spite of his fake-ass fright. He wasn't scared, wasn't innocent, and wasn't timid or shy like he was damn near portraying."Drop the act, Damon; it's you and me here." I spoke, coldly, shedding whatever was left of my clothing to the floor; his eyes trailed slowly from my feet to my hair, and for a moment I'd seen the glimpse of the man he truly was in his eyes."I'm sorry, I'm checking out now. This was a mistake; where are the both of them? Ariel and Darren? We should probably head home." He started turning towards the door when I tutted with an exaggerated sigh.“Alina’s probably in one of these rooms, making love to Darren, because that’s what he wants to experience. He wants soft sex, way . We spoke about this. No one’s backing out, no Damon… not me,” I said, hooking my arms around his neck. I swallowed hard, revealing my fingers across the bulge of his pants as well. He was sporting a grown boner; his
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