บททั้งหมดของ Pleasured By My Elder Brother: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

"Then help me," Damien said, his voice raw. "Tell me what you need. Tell me what I have to do to love you without destroying you."Lyra looked at him....really looked at him....and saw the vulnerability there. The desperate need for her. The fear that he was going to lose her."I need you to trust me," she said. "I need you to believe that when I say I'm coming home, I'm coming home. I need you to believe that I choose you, not because you've forced me to, but because I want to.""And the tracking? The surveillance?""Stop," she said firmly. "All of it. You don't get to know where I am every second of every day. You don't get to intercept my messages or monitor my movements. That's not love, Damien. That's control.""What if I can't?" His voice was almost broken. "What if I'm too broken to be what you need?"Lyra reached out and took his face in her hands, forcing him to meet her eyes."Then you go to therapy," she said. "You work through whatever trauma made you like this. And you ma

He lifted her easily, carrying her to the bedroom, and laid her down on the black silk sheets.For a moment, he just looked at her. Really looked at her."You're so beautiful," he murmured, his fingers trailing across her skin. "Every inch of you is perfection."He undressed slowly, deliberately, letting her watch him. His shirt came off first, revealing the powerful planes of his chest. His pants followed, and then he was naked before her, his cock already hard, already eager."Tell me what you want," he said, climbing onto the bed beside her. "Tell me how you want this."Lyra swallowed hard. This was new....him asking instead of commanding."I want..." she started, then paused. "I want you to touch me. Slowly. I want you to make me wait. I want you to make me beg."Damien's eyes darkened with arousal."That I can do," he said, his voice low and rough.His hand started at her neck, fingers trailing down the center of her body with agonizing slowness. He traced the hollow between her

Lyra drifted in that hazy space between sleep and consciousness, where dreams still felt real and her body was heavy with the weight of deep rest.She became aware of sensation first.Warmth. Wetness. A rhythmic, deliberate touch that made her entire body sing even as her mind was still foggy.She tried to move, tried to surface fully into wakefulness, but strong hands held her thighs apart, keeping her exactly where she was.Where she needed to be.Lyra's eyes fluttered open, and the sight before her made her breath catch.Damien was between her legs, and he was absolutely consuming her.His face was buried in her pussy, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes that made her hips want to buck upward. His eyes were closed in concentration, like he was savoring every single taste of her."Oh God," she whispered, her hands immediately moving to his hair.Damien didn't pause, didn't acknowledge that she was awake. He simply continued his slow, deliberate worship of her body, like he

"I know," he said, his voice dark with satisfaction. "That's why I do it."He finished washing her, then turned off the water and wrapped her in a plush towel, carrying her back to bed like she was precious cargo.He laid her down on the fresh sheets he'd apparently changed at some point, and positioned himself beside her."Stay with me," he said. "Today. All day. No work. No gallery. Just you and me.""I have meetings," Lyra protested weakly."Cancel them," he commanded. "Tell them you're sick. Tell them whatever you need to tell them. But you're staying here with me."Lyra looked into his eyes and saw the need there. The hunger. The desperate desire to keep her close.And instead of feeling afraid, she felt cherished."Okay," she agreed. "I'll cancel my meetings."Damien pulled her against his chest, and she fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat, completely satisfied and completely his.***LATER THAT EVENINGLyra lay in his arms, half-asleep, when Damien's phone buzzed.He chec

The vibration intensified even further, hitting a rhythm that was absolutely devastating.Lyra bit her lip to keep from crying out, her hands gripping the table so hard her knuckles turned white.Her orgasm hit her like a thunderbolt, sudden and intense and all-consuming.She came silently, her entire body shaking as pleasure washed over her, only her rapid breathing and the slight tremor in her hands giving away what was happening.Damien watched her with dark satisfaction as she rode out her orgasm in public, completely under his control, completely his.When she finally came down from the high, he turned off the vibrator."Good girl," he said, his voice warm with approval. "That's exactly what I wanted to see."The waiter returned with the check, and Damien paid with his card before turning his attention back to Lyra."We're leaving," he said. "Now."***As soon as they were back in the privacy of the vehicle, Damien pulled her onto his lap."You did so well tonight," he murmured,