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and his sweatpants
were around his ankles. He turned her around, and before she could process what
had just happened, she was leaning face-down, over the counter, her face inches
from her plate.
    “Oh,
Sela…” Damien’s breath was hot against her neck as he nuzzled it, reaching
underneath to caress her pussy. “You’re so wet for me.”
    “As
if I can help it.” Just like that, he’d chased away the doubts and she was
ready for him all over again. He was either magical, or she was the biggest
sucker in the world. Either way, all she could think about now was having him
inside her again.
    He
rubbed her ass cheeks, and Sela couldn’t help fantasize about what he might
smear on them this morning within his reach. It would be shame to ruin those
eggs, but it might be fun to try.
    As
if sensing her thoughts, Damien strolled over to one of the cupboards, stepping
out of his sweatpants as he did until he was butt naked. He opened the door and
perused the collection of bottles and jars, finally pulling a bottle of coconut
oil off the shelf. “This will do.” Then he walked over to the small desk in the
corner, opened one of the bottom drawers, and pulled out a box of condoms.
    She
laughed. “You keep them in the kitchen ?”
    He
had the grace to look slightly embarrassed. “No, but I bought these a few
months ago and it just occurred to me that I never got around to taking them
upstairs.”
    She
eyed the bottle of oil. “What did you have in mind that would require oil and
condoms?”
    He
raised his brows. “One guess, niña .”
    “What
about the rest of our breakfast? Are we going to let it get cold?”
    He
sauntered toward her with a molten look of lust in his dark eyes. “Yes, and
it’s your fault for being so damn seductive.”
    “When
you put it that way, I guess eating is overrated.”
    Damien
shook his head and placed the oil and condoms on the counter, next to her
nearly empty plate of eggs. Then he nuzzled her neck again, reaching underneath
to play with her nipples. “Not eating you. That’s not overrated. I will never
grow tired of that.”
    Sela
sighed and relaxed into his body behind her. His dick rubbed her ass crack, and
all she wanted was to fuck him again. “So, you want to have anal sex?”
    He
brushed his hands over her abdomen, and then across her pussy which was now
soaking wet. “Have you had it before, niña ?”
    “Yes.”
    Sela
moaned softly as Damien brushed his cock against her swollen pussy. “Did you
enjoy it?”
    “It
was all right.”
    He
moved so he could see her face. “Did someone hurt you?”
    She
was touched by his concern. “Not intentionally.”
    “What
does that mean?”
    “It
means he didn’t use any lube.”
    Damien
shook his head. “I would never do that to you. Never .”
    She
swallowed hard. “I believe you.” She’d been so wrong about him. He may have
been a womanizer at one time, but the man standing before her now was a
compassionate gentleman who wasn’t out to hurt her or use her. “And in that case,
I’d love to try again.”
    His
soft sigh sent shivers down her spine. “Thank you.” Damien moved behind her
again and cupped her pussy, rubbing her clit with his thumb. Sela moaned once
more, pushing back against him. He kissed her neck. “First in the pussy, and
then I’ll put on the condom and go slowly inside your luscious ass. I want you
to enjoy this.”
    He
moved his hand to her ass cheeks and caressed them, slipping a finger down her
ass crack every few seconds. Sela writhed against his touch as her moans grew
louder. She couldn’t take much more. She needed him inside her now .
    When
he finally slid his dick into her pussy, Sela cried out in pleasure as he
fucked her slowly. He rubbed her clit at the same time, but withdrew before she
could come. She panted, wondering how he knew exactly at what point she was
poised on the edge. He was such a damn tease, but she loved it.
    “If
you don’t like this, all you have to do is say so and