C17 Breaking of Dry Spell
{Delilah}
I was wet, like soaking wet. I wanted him inside me, since last night. I pushed those thoughts aside and calmed myself somehow. But now, it seems like I cannot live without it. I whispered his name in his ear, “Damon, please.”
He groaned. I bit his ears and grabbed his hairs. I looked into his now darker pupils. “Is that the water, or you are that wet for me honey?”
Fuck me already