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Feeling a surge of anger after Damon’s decision to leave, Olivia pretended not to let him see how vulnerable she was to the fire burning in her loins. She fidgeted with her fingers, thinking it would pass, but it didn’t. She blew several times, but it didn’t. She blew several times, but it didn’t help. She turned her head towards Damon and saw that he was sipping his drink and ignoring her. She hated the fact that she was suffering while he was serene. Throughout her contemplation, she had repeatedly avoided laying eyes on any part of his body, but it was really impossible and she had no choice at all, so she left his torso and slid her eyes to his proudly erect member. At the sight, she felt herself blush and this made her suffer even more as the heat from the burn dissipated further into her gut. She knew he was suffering too, but he was much stronger than she was and managed to pretend nothing had happened. She couldn’t stand it any longer and her pride wasn’t helping her at all, which was why she was planning to give up and go begging him to take her, but she felt that would be too cowardly for her. She huffed again, wondering why she couldn’t hold back when she was face to face with this man.

Damon hadn’t missed any of her contemplation and that gave her great pleasure. His cock was aching but he didn’t want to be the one to go and beg her to pick up where they’d left off. He was a man and he couldn’t allow his pride to be trampled. He hadn’t missed any of her contemplation and he was even happier to see that her beautiful body heightened his arousal. The girl’s naked body in front of him didn’t help either, as he wanted only one thing, to take her suddenly and hear the sound of her moans fill the room. She was tense and he could tell, but Damon Dixon was born to win, not give in. He planned to make love to her all night long, but first he’d just have to wait for her to give in.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Tired of playing the strong girl while arousal consumed her, Olivia got up from the bed and walked over to Damon, stood in front of him and began to stare, but he ignored her completely. She sighed and retrieved her glass. She finished the liquid in one gulp and looked him straight in the eye. She couldn’t make out the lines on his face, but that wasn’t the most important thing, because if he’d given her her very first orgasm as a stranger to her, it couldn’t be at a moment like this that she was going to want to know who he really was. She crushed her lips to his and kissed him languorously. Damon liked the ardor with which she went at it, but he wouldn’t respond to her kiss, not until she begged him to take her. She sighed at his indifference.

-why are you playing hard to get when you want it as much as I do?

-Tell me what you want, Olivia, with real words.

-I want you inside me right now.