Soul-Searching (Closed for Cum_Inside)

[LucianDevine]

Damon and Harper seemed to be lost in their own little world of lust in that moment, each feeding off of what the other one was giving and expanding on it, all stemming from that first tentative kiss Harper had given him just minutes ago. His cock was long-since hard as a rock, even before she'd mounted him on the bed like this. He knew she was aware of it though, because of the way she started to wantonly grind on top of him. The whimper that slipped from her only added to the moment the pair of them were sharing. His hands rubbed, massaged, and teased at the soft skin of her back, as well as her bra, and she was right there with him, one hand holding his head to their kiss as the other traveled down his chest. She pressed into the light muscle concealed beneath his shirt before her own hand teased at the waistband of his jeans.

The feeling of Harper's hands abandoning him caught Damon off guard, but not as much as when he saw her peel her shirt up over her head, revealing the black bra that his fingers had teased at. His eyes immediately went to her small but perky breasts out of reflex, but his attention was caught by the giant bruise on her right side, spanning from her hip bone all the way up to her bra and angling around her back. He opened his mouth to ask about it, but Harper's hands returned to him, pulling at his neck, forcing him to face upwards so her lips could find his once more.

Without a single word Harper had communicated her desire to at the very least save that conversation for another time, and as much as he wanted to know, Damon allowed it. His arms closed around her, his hands picking up where they'd left off on her back, exploring it fully with the palms of his hands, the pads of his fingers, his fingertips, and even a gentle glide of his finger nails.

Only after he'd all but memorized every bit of Harper's back and the reaction each touch elicited did Damon finally take things a bit further. He closed his lips around her tongue and actually suckled it a bit in the briefest attempt to distract her while his fingers found the hooks of her bra and swiftly unhooked them.

No sooner did Damon unhook Harper's bra than he wrapped his arms around her, lifted one of his hips, and rolled them over, putting Harper on her back. He pulled the lacy black bra free and tossed it over his shoulder before looking down at Harper. He met her gaze and offered up a full and genuine smile. "As beautiful as ever Harper..." Damon whispered softly to her before leaning down to press his forehead against hers. He gave her another firm and deep kiss before backing off enough to flick his tongue against her lips, and then let it glide down to her chin. Without a word he simply used his cheek to nudge her head to the side so that he could pounce on her neck. He kissed and sucked at the sensitive nape of her neck, flicking his tongue against the softest part as he happily took in every reaction he got from the beautiful woman beneath him.

 

[Cum_Inside]

She wasn’t accustomed to soft hands sliding across her skin as though he didn’t want to break her. She was so relieved when Damon acknowledged her silent plea to respect her secrets and didn’t ask about the dark colours painted on her skin. He kissed her and touched her as though she was the most precious thing in the world and even when he rolled her and perched between her splayed thighs, gaze dropping to her pebbled pink nipples, Harper watched the soft tender look melt into something a little bit lustier.

She kissed him like there was no tomorrow and began to roll her hips up towards him to give him much better friction against his hardening cock. He seemed to like that and it only egged her on, breathy pleas and exclamation of her own excitement breaking forth.

“Just keep touching me. I don’t want you to stop,” she admitted. “I need you, Damon.”

 

[LucianDevine]

Harper's pleas for more touches and attention were exactly what Damon needed in that most tender of moments. Her body moved wantonly against him, begging him for more just as much as her words did. Despite the knowledge that he was going to do exactly as she bade, he couldn't help but pull his lips away, at least a little bit. He lifted them from her neck to her ear, flicking his tongue against it as he spoke.

"As you wish..." Damon whispered heatedly against Harper's ear as he pressed his hips against her undulating ones, letting her feel the physical evidence of his desire for her. After his words, Damon lowered his way back down to her neck, but moved further this time. He kissed his way down to her breastbone and let his lips feather across the full length of it before moving lower still. He kissed and licked a slow circle around her breast, letting his fingertips trace a similar circle around her other one. The circle got a little bit faster and smaller with each repetition until his tongue was just tracing slow circles around her aerola. He lingered there long enough for a few seconds, just circling and teasing her, getting so close to her nipple but never actually touching it. He could almost feel the fervor rising in her body, and he even went so far as to start one more circle before finally pouncing on her nipple like a starving babe. His hands wrapped around her then, pulling her breast to him as he sucked hard on it with his lips while alternating between circling it with his tongue and rapidly flicking it.

 

[Cum_Inside]

She positively keened, back arching and head tossing back as she gripped at his shoulders while he suckled on her. Cameron had never really been a boob guy and had always bypassed them in his quest to fuck and fill despite its being one of the most sensitive areas of her body. Harper never failed to climax with the right stimulation to her breasts but Cameron was well past the point of caring about anyone other than himself.

Damon took his time with her — he played with one nipple with his tongue at the same time he flicked and pulled at the other with his fingertips, intent on devouring her and drawing out sounds she hadn’t even known she was capable of making. His teeth felt good against her tender flesh and it didn’t take long before she was squirming underneath him. Damon seemed to be entirely too aware of her reactions already and every time her wiggling got a bit too much he pulled back to calm her before starting in again. Harper loved the attention. He seemed to be getting just as much enjoyment out of this foreplay as she did, and it had been so long since any man had even bothered with working her up that she didn’t quite know how to react. She wanted to make this the best sex Damon had ever had.

 

[LucianDevine]

Just as he'd taken notice of the sounds that Harper made as he ran his fingers and nails along her back, Damon did the same with her breasts. The difference though, was the intensity and volume of the sounds she was making. Every suck of his lips, flick of his tongue, rapid circling with his tongue, brush of his fingers and pinch pulled a sound, and he memorized all of them. He was by no means a playboy, but he'd been with several women before. He loved the female body, loved everything about it. Harper was different though. The sounds and reactions he got from her as he played with her breasts and nipples were more pronounced than anybody else he'd been with, and he was anything but immune to their effect. The more he pulled from her the more he wanted. She was like a drug that he couldn't get enough of. His fingers dug into her back as he pulled her more firmly against him, sucked harder, circled faster.

Despite how much he loved everything he was doing and the reaction it had, Damon still cared enough about Harper in those moments to back off when he felt it might be too much. His touch slowed and gentled, giving her time to calm back down before slowly working her up once more. He wanted to make her feel good, not because he pitied her, but just for her and for the sake of it.

It was impossible for Damon to know how long he played with Harper's breasts, but deep down he didn't care. He could have moved on at any point, but he waited to do it until it just felt...right. When he backed off to let Harper calm down once more, he went one step farther this time, letting his touch glide from her breasts, and their oh-so-enjoyable-nipples, down her lovely toned stomach. His lips followed his fingers, kissing and letting his tongue flick against her skin as he slowly moved backwards on the bed. He offered up a quick flick of his tongue against her belly button before he backed the rest of the way off of the bed. His hands moved to the waistband of her pants as his knees touched the floor. His brown gaze lifted to find Harper's, and he waited until she met his gaze before he spoke.

"Last chance Harper..." Damon started simply. "I want this, and want you, so damn much, but I don't want to be something you regret." After he spoke, he paused, wanting to give her every opportunity to tell him to stop before he pushed things past the point of no return.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Planting her feet and lifting her hips, Harper clasped his hands and helped him remove her pants. He was fully capable, but she wanted him to see how sure she was.

Her eyes were steady on him.

“I’ve never regretted you. Only that I didn’t say something to keep you here all those years ago. I want this more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Now, are you going to fuck me or not?”

 

[LucianDevine]

Even in his wildest dreams Damon couldn't have hoped for the eagerness that Harper showed as she planted her feet, lifted her ass, grabbed his hands with hers, and helped him push her pants down. A similar thing could be said for the almost overpoweringly strong scent of arousal that wafted off of her pussy and had his eyes rolling into the back of his head. Few things could possibly compare to how much he loved the scent of a fully aroused woman.

Harper's words brought a smile to Damon's lips, especially the way she was looking down the full length of her body at him to meet his gaze. Those big beautiful green eyes looked even better when seen between her breasts with her nipples like tiny mountain peeks on either side.

"Who said anything about fucking you?" Damon asked with a glimmer in his eyes as he haphazardly tossed her pants to the side. Without giving Harper a chance to respond, he showed the first true bit of force in his life and pressed his palms against her inner thighs and pushed her hips upwards as his thumbs spread her sopping wet pussy for him. Without a moments hesitation his head dropped down between her thighs. He shoved his long and flat tongue into her exposed pussy, burying his face against her wetness, uncaring of the juices that liberally coated his face as he pushed his tongue as far in as it could go. He let out a primal groan then as he got his full taste of the pussy he'd dreamed about for years. He was far from done though, and no sooner did he bury his the last bit of his tongue into her than he was pulling it out. He then changed pace, slowly sliding it up the full length of her pussy, before ending that long and slow lick with a firm and deliberate flick of her clit. He then pulled his hands back from her inner thighs, but only so that he could wrap his arms around her thighs and roughly pull her fully to the edge of the bed and hold her there as his lips pounced on her clit. He gave that distended nub a long and hard suck before finally releasing it and savagely flicking it with his tongue then changing to rapid circles that dragged his tongue against every bit of it. He savored every sound, reaction, and of course the taste as he worshiped Harper's beautiful pussy like his life depended on it.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Now he was talking her old language!

She didn’t know where he had learned, but Damon ate pussy like a professional. In high school he’d been quiet and reserved and Harper had always wondered if he’d ever been with a woman. That question was no longer in dispute - Damon was sexy and he certainly acted like he knew his way around the female body, especially as he suckled on the little nub that acted as the core of her southern erogenous zone.

She couldn’t seem to keep her hands out of the feathery strands of his hair, either. As he gorged himself on her, Harper did his best to hold him close with knees curled up over his shoulders and pressed against his cheeks. But as usual, she was still full of questions.

“You’re not going to fuck me?”

 

[LucianDevine]

As focused as he was on worshiping Harper's pussy, the tone of her question actually caught his attention. He paused in his oral ministrations and actually looked up at her. He saw her big green eyes looking down at him, and it brought another small smile to his lips.

"No sweetie, I'm going to make love to you." Damon said softly as he released her thighs from his grip and rose from his knees to his full standing height. His hand reached to cup her cheek as he leaned down to press a tender kiss to her lips, knowing that she'd be able to taste herself on his lips.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Not for the first time, she jolted against him in shock.

The concept of anyone making love to her was unreal and she had never imagined it might happen.

There was more than a little awe in her expression when she scooted back on the bed and welcomed him into his arms to kiss him back tenderly.

“I’ll probably be bad at it... I don’t even know what love is anymore,” she admitted.

 

[LucianDevine]

Damon noticed Harper's reaction to his words, and when she spoke afterwards, he couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for her. She deserved so much better than whatever Cameron was giving her.

After he kissed her on the edge of the bed, Damon watched Harper scoot back on the bed and hold her arms open for him. He smiled at the gesture and took the brief opportunity of being physically apart from her to grab the sleeve of his t-shirt and pull it over his head, off, and discard it to the floor in a single fluid motion. His pants soon followed, but he paid no attention to his achingly hard eight inch cock. He just climbed up onto the bed and happily crawled towards her.

"Then I'll show you..." Damon said simply as he moved on top of her so she could closer her arms around him. He kissed her with a tender passion, ignoring his own needs for now as he just tried to help her feel calm about what they were doing and about to do. He wanted to take his time with her to show her that she meant more to him than just a fuck. He hooked his arms behind her head like she'd done to him just minutes ago and let the room fill with the sound of their wet lips smacking together once more. He couldn't help but groan at the feel of her nipples against his chest and the feeling of her warm wetness coating his cock and thighs.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Cradling him against her body, Harper felt every inch of his solid frame against her. He was long and lean unlike her beefy fiancé who had more brawn than brain but she could certainly get used to it. Watching him crawl up the bed towards her with his hard cock bobbing and drooling against his abs, Harper was struck by how handsome he was in such a primal scene.

He nestled in so perfectly between her thighs as though he was always meant to be there. Pulling him impossibly closer by hooking her calves over his thighs, Harper felt so relaxed. She’d never wanted a man more, shivering in just underneath him. With one hand, she reached between their bodies to deliver a few more strokes to his leaking cock to ensure he was fully hard and ready for her - she was getting a bit antsy and couldn’t wait for him to be inside her, but she wanted him to enjoy this as much as he possibly could. Foreplay was critical, even if she really hadn’t had that in years.

Harper lifted her hips and aimed the head of his cock to her sodden opening. Maybe the next time might be a little less urgent but she had a fire building in her groin that hadn’t been sated in so long. She’d almost also forgotten what an orgasm felt like but she was hoping to crack that with Damon.

“Show me everything, Damon. I want it all.”

 

[LucianDevine]

Damon couldn't help but marvel at how perfectly it felt to be cradled by Harper's body the way he was. Her calves were hooked behind his thighs, holding him in place as her hand snaked between them. The touch of another person's hand on his cock always felt so much better than his own, but that feeling multiplied now that it was Harper. Her strokes of his achingly hard length pulled a groan from him as he kissed her more firmly. He felt the way her hips were lifting and arching, her body begging for his cock.

Despite Harper's clear need of him, Damon tried to slow himself down. The feeling of her wet and warm pussy against the tip of his cock sent shivers through his entire body. God how he wanted her. He couldn't resist doing just one more thing first. He moved his hips forward, lifting up just a bit so that the length of his cock slid up her pussy. Her juices coated his cock as he repeated the motion again and again, even going so far as to press it's steel-cored length harder against her clit, wanting to lift her desire to a fevered peak.

Only when Damon could take his own teasing no more did he pull away from the fevered kiss. He pressed his forehead against Harper's, meeting her gaze as he spoke three simple words.

"As you wish." Damon whispered heatedly as he held her gaze. As the last word left his lips, he dropped his hips a bit more as he pushed forward. It was the same motion that had been pressing his cock up along her pussy, but this time the head of his cock found her sopping wet opening. It took almost no effort for the head of his cock to enter her. His eyes slipped closed for the briefest of moments as he gasped. Her pussy was like a molten glove trying to pull inch and a half thick cock into her. He gave her just the head of his cock before pulling back. His eyes opened as he pushed in again, giving her an inch more than he'd given her with that first thrust. He felt her body struggling against him, trying to pull him deeper, but he held firm, giving her inch by inch with each thrust until the final one hilted the full length of his cock into her.

Only when the full of his cock was inside Harper did Damon finally let his eyes close for the briefest of moments. He swore that he could feel the tip of his cock just barely brushing against her cervix, like her body had been made for him and his cock, and he loved the thought of that.

 

[Cum_Inside]

There was something so intimate about the slow slide of Damon into her. He fit perfectly, and by the time he was balls deep inside her she was smiling happily, eyes closed as she just took in the moment. Green eyes fluttered open to look up at him, hands clutching at his shoulders, watching him look down at her.

He rested there for a bit, likely letting her get used to having him inside. It was an entirely different feeling than having sex with her fiancé; slow and sweet and genuine care for whether or not she enjoyed it. When she was ready, Harper lifted her hips and began to work herself back against him as much as she could, encouraging him to start moving.

She wasn’t aware of it, but she echoed the way he was feeling when she expressed herself by commenting “it feels like we were made for each other, baby.”

 

[LucianDevine]

When Damon opened his eyes, the smile that he saw on Harper's face told him everything he needed to know. She was so beautiful like that, just losing herself in the moment, all before she even opened her eyes and looked at him as he looked down at her. Her hands clutched his shoulders as they just stayed like that for a few moments, both enjoying the moment while she got used to the feeling of him inside of her.

Only when he felt Harper start to move her hips against him did Damon finally start to move. He was so damn torn on what he wanted to do. On the one hand her pussy felt so goddam good, so hot and wet around his cock, that he just wanted to fuck the shit out of her. On the other hand though, he wanted to go slow to make it last and let them both savor the experience.

Harper's words came as Damon pulled half of his cock out of her and reversed his motion, slowly filling her. "I was just thinking the same thing sweetie..." Damon started, still holding her gaze as he shifted all of his weight on one hand and pressed the other over her heart. He then pulled his cock almost all the way out of her before pushing slowly back in.

With his hand over her heart, Damon could feel Harper's pulse, and he used that as a guide for his pace while never letting his gaze wander from her beautiful face. He wanted to see every reaction he caused as he literally used her bodies pacemaker to bring her pleasure, starting to fuck her faster and faster as her heart rate sped up and her body started to build. He was right there with her, giving her full and steady strokes of his cock as the bed groaned and creaked beneath them.

 

[Cum_Inside]

His weight over her was perfect. It was exactly what she needed. With him held on top of her and his hips thrusting against her, their pace ramped up as the built up passion between them was finally released. She wanted to make this last but Harper really, really needed to cum. She couldn’t even count how long it had been.

Now, she wanted to work him off quickly in order to cuddle and initiate a second nice, slow, sweet lovemaking after maybe having a short nap and sleeping off some of her alcohol-induced excitement. The two of them began to hurtle towards the first climax as bodies rocked and slid together at what was quickly becoming a frantic pace. With hands caressing the strong muscles of Damon’s back and hips, she reached down to grab a handful of his perfect ass.

She loved the soundtrack of the bed creaking and the headboard occasionally cracking against the wall interspersed with their moans and sexual sounds.

With her head tossed back, Harper began to feel a steady pressure building in her groin. Her orgasm was building steadily now and Harper was ready to toss herself over the edge. She only hoped that Damon would take the leap with her.

 

[LucianDevine]

Every fiber of Damon's being wanted to lose itself in this coupling, wanted to fuck the shit out of Harper until he finally came. His brain wanted more though, wanted to make this last, for her sake. He wanted to make and see this beautiful woman cum off on his thrusting cock.

Despite the battle going on within Damon, he continued to thrust faster and harder, his hand on Harper's heart and her racing pulse guiding him. It was more than that though. It was her hands on his body as well. The way her hands moved over his back, his shoulders, and finally gripping his ass as she pushed herself against him and pulled him to her, meeting every primal thrust with a motion of her own. It was the perfect display of sexuality playing out between them, and one that was rapidly building towards the final crescendo that he knew they both desperately needed in that moment.

Ultimate it was the way Harper tossed her head backwards, breaking eye contact for only the second time since he'd first slid his cock into her, that pushed him past the point of no return. Seeing her truly in the throes of pleasure like that sent a surge through his entire body. His cock swelled a bit more as he neared his orgasm, becoming just a bit thicker and longer. He continued to pound into her with near-violent motions though, uncaring in those moments that his cock was pummeling her cervix with every thrust. Each thrust pushed him closer to the edge until he finally couldn't take any more. The next driving thrust of his cock caused it to erupt with his cum as he let loose a primal groan. He didn't stop there though, couldn't stop. He continued to fuck her for all he was worth, each thrust coming with it's own grunt, groan, quake of his body, and spurt of his cum into her welcoming and spasming pussy.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Trembling in orgasm underneath him, Harper felt more than a little vulnerable. It was the fact that she’d actually been able to let herself relax and trust someone after so much pain and abuse as well as the knowledge that Damon cared just as much about her pleasure as he did his own. She couldn’t recall her last climax, even at her own hands. It had been a long time since Harper had lost interest in sex at all, let alone found the energy to masturbate.

She almost didn’t believe that it had happened.

As her breathing started to lengthen and become a little deeper compared to the breathless gasps she’d been emitting as she came, sweaty palms still holding Damon tight, she realized she could feel him still spurting inside her wet quim. Harper began to giggle at how absurd it was that she’d almost let herself believe she’d never cum again in this lifetime, so long as Cameron had anything to say about it. He was worlds apart from her current lover and Harper was shocked to know that a man wanted more than just her body.

She stretched up to kiss him, mouth soft and yielding to him.

“Oh fuck, baby. That was... it was... I’d forgotten what an orgasm felt like. Holy shit!”

 

[LucianDevine]

Damon was glad that Harper didn't insist that he get off of her right away. He enjoyed that tender moment with her while they both slowly caught their breath and came down from the tumultuous high that they'd been on. Her words did sadden him a bit though, but he tried not to show it. He hated that she'd had to endure such things, especially knowing that things could have been so different, so much happier.

"Holy shit is right..." Damon started after they shared the brief and tender kiss that she'd given him as she leaned up to him. "I'm happy to remind you as often as you desire it sweetie." Damon lifted the hand from over Harper's heart to gently stroke her hair as he leaned down to kiss her softly just once more. "I didn't believe it was possible, but you looked even more beautiful as you came..."

Damon let his words trail off, bowing his head as he forced himself to rise. He kept his lower body in place, even as he rose up from hovering over Harper. His hand moved to ease her foot from behind his thigh. He didn't push it or her away though, but rather eased it upwards to straighten her leg out and upwards. He pressed a tender kiss to her calf before finally leaning his upper body backwards so that he could bring her leg around to his other side, the motion rolling Harper to her side as well. It was hard for him, but he kept his lower body pressed tightly against her as he did it all, trying to keep his softening cock inside her, even as he lowered himself to his side behind her.

Damon let out a soft sigh when his head finally hit the pillow. His hand lifted up to gently free Harper's hair from where it got trapped underneath her head. He brushed it aside, baring her neck so he could let his fingers trace across the tender flesh before leaning down to press a kiss to the soft and yielding flesh. Only then did he tuck his bottom arm underneath his pillow to further support his head as he draped his arm over her. He gently nudged her closer until his chest was pressed fully against her back. His arm then moved up her body a bit before finally coming to rest just beneath her breasts, the warmth of her body beside him pulling another soft sigh from him as he let his eyes dip closed. He truly couldn't believe that she was here with him, and like this. It was as though he'd died and gone to heaven.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Harper was asleep within minutes, body tucked up next to Damon with sweat cooling on their skin everywhere except for the places they were still connected. His softened cock fit perfectly inside her and having him that close gave her comfort. It was the easiest sleep she’d had in a while.

Harper woke to him humming quietly into her hair and soft palms sliding down her back and sides.

Her head felt a bit more clearer now but she had no desire to move. Vindictively, she figured she deserved some happiness too; Cameron couldn’t be the only one who lived his life day-to-day feeling anything more than the dead outlook Harper had on her life. She turned in his arms and smiled up at him, his cock sliding free of her warm wet insides, her own arms squeezed around his waist.

“Hi,” she whispered.

 

[LucianDevine]

Harper's breathing going steady helped Damon's do the same. His eyes drifted closed as each inhale came with the lovely smell of her hair.

Damon was barely aware of having fallen asleep when he found himself waking up. It was once again the smell of Harper's hair that pulled him from his peaceful and dreamless sleep. When he opened his eyes he couldn't believe that not only had all of it not been a dream, but neither of them had moved so much as an inch in the middle of the night.

Damon let his brown eyes study Harper as she slept, watching the way her body moved with each steady breath she took. He didn't know how long he was watching her before he finally eased his arm from around her. She looked so beautiful and peaceful, but he couldn't resist the urge to touch her. His hand lowered to gently press against her arm. A soft sigh of content slowly turned into a steady hum against her hair as he once again felt her skin beneath his fingers. It was cool to the touch, not surprising given that they'd fallen asleep without covering themselves up. Still, he couldn't resist the urge to keep going.

Damon's hand slid slowly up Harper's arm to her shoulder before dipping between them to gently rub against her back. He eased his upper body backwards as slowly as he could, not wanting to disturb the beautiful woman beside him, even as his hand slid up her back once, moving along the same line as it slid down her arm. When it came back up her arm though, he let it glide down her side. His eyes were transfixed on his hand as it moved over the subtle curves of her body. Again and again he moved his hand up and down her side, arm, and back. His humming was a constant noise as his hand moved, soft and low as he lost himself in the feel of her once more.

The sudden feeling of Harper moving actually caught Damon off guard. He knew that he'd woken her up, and as she turned around in his arms, he opened his mouth to apologize to her. The feeling of his soft cock finally slipping out of her warm and wet pussy distracted him though. His eyes drifted closed as he felt her arms slide around his waist and here her soft greeting.

"And hello to you my dear." Damon started as he opened his eyes to find her lovely green ones. "How did you sleep?" He continued as he started to move his arm once more, tracing down her side, her back, and lifting to stroke her hair before going back down once more.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Harper curled even tighter into his body. Her sleepy words rang with a hint of pleasure and calm as she laid there, not feeling the urge to crawl away like she typically did with Cameron following sex. She was comfortable for once.

“I slept like a baby,” she said, grinning at him.

With a tender kiss, Harper pulled back to feast on this gorgeous man with her eyes. He was lean and tall, jaw curved into a sharp angle that make her knees weak. He smelled phenomenal and he was able to actually carry on an intelligent conversation — a first for her in a long while. He was interesting and actually cared about how she felt.

How could she have been so lucky?

It struck her that this was only just a dream; she realized that when she left here this dalliance would be over. If only she’d snatched him up back in high school. But there was something about this man that wouldn’t leave her alone. She felt like she could become addicted so very easily.

She didn’t want it to happen — she was going to marry another man. She couldn’t become addicted to Damon, but now that he’d claimed her, used her body to date him so primally, his warm cum still coating her insides, Harper couldn’t deny that it may already be too late.

It was like an ice bucket had been dumped over her head and her eyes clouded with shame.

Harper had acted like some dirty drunken slut and practically thrown herself at Damon. She’d never done anything like that before, and her heart ached at the thought of abandoning her morals to cheat on her fiancé, even if he was a dick. With tensed shoulders, Harper began to roll away as the guilt ate at her.

Her eyes scanned for her clothing. Tears pooled in the corner of her eyes.

“I’m sorry Damon. I’m so ashamed of myself. I swear that I didn’t mean to come on to you like this,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I was drunk and I... and I just... Damon...”

She paused and turned to look over her shoulder at him, eyes catching the confused and somewhat horrified expression on his face as the wheels turned and he processed whether or not she was really about to fuck and flee.

“I wanted it to be you. I always did. But you didn’t see me until it was too late. If you would have invited yourself in that night I wouldn’t be marrying Cameron,” she confessed. “I wanted you. I want you. But now I’m engaged to someone else and I’ve just spread my legs for another man like the disgusting whore I am. I don’t know what to do,” she cried. “All I know is that I’m fucking everything up and I hate this person I’ve become. You’ve been so good to me over the last few days but you’re not my man. I can’t pretend that I’m not being a manipulative bitch here. Damon, I think I need to go home,” she said weakly.

Some part of her hoped that he would stop her, but some part of her questioned it. Technically, she didn’t even know him; she only knew the boy she remembered from high school and not the man he was now. She didn’t know enough about him to care about the person he was yet, but the tiny glimpses she’d seen over the last several days told her that knowing this man would be dangerous to her emotional safety. Escape was her only defence mechanism.

It didn’t mean there wasn’t a raw part of her that didn’t want him to throw her down and fuck her stupid until she had no misconceptions as to where, or with who, she belonged.

There was no way Harper encouraged that desire in anyone.

She was only a nobody, not worth any second thought. To Cameron she was perfect - a woman he could beat around and disregard while she played the role of an obedient housewife. To Damon, well, she was easy. Some girl with hearts in her eyes and and thighs with lots of room between. She felt sick.

Anxiety and pain and shame were overwhelming. She needed to get out of here.

 

[LucianDevine]

Damon's heart soared as he felt Harper press herself closer to him as she told him how well she'd slept. It brought that small half-smile back to his face once more, even before she moved to press a tender kiss to lips before shifting back just a bit. He continued to gently stroke his hand over her soft skin and hair as she seemed content to just look at him for a few moments. He felt no need to push or rush things just then, and was more than happy to just linger in the moment as long as she wanted to.

Despite how content he was in that moment, Damon was still naturally looking at Harper. He saw the change in her eyes moments before it came to the rest of her face and finally her body. He saw the way her shoulders tensed and her gaze dropped from his all before she hurriedly pulled her hands away from around him, rolled over, and slid out of his reach.

The tone of Harper's voice when she finally spoke was bad enough, but hearing her voice literally crack mid sentence literally broke Damon's heart. He had no choice but to watch and wait, and the sight of her looking back at him with tears in her eyes only served to make him feel worse. He'd known that it was a possibility of course, even though he'd asked for permission and even asked to make sure she wouldn't regret it. He'd of course smelled and tasted the alcohol on her breath, but he'd still dared to dream.

It pained Damon to hear Harper's words, but he knew that she needed to get say them and that he needed to hear them. The worst part is that for the most part what she was saying was true.. In his mind though, the parts that weren't true were the most important, and as hard as it was he let her speak until she seemed to have said everything that she wanted to. He simply held her gaze through all of it, his heart continuing to ache at the tears he could see in her eyes and the emotions clearly overwhelming her.

"And what makes you a whore Harper? Are whores the only people who want to want and have orgasms? Are you a whore because you've checked out of a relationship with a man who can't satisfy or even interest you, a man that embarrasses you in public and does this in private?"

This wasn't the way Damon wanted to approach this conversation, but he wasn't about to let Harper go back to Cameron unless it's what she TRULY wanted. As he spoke the last part he moved his hand to cover the bruise on her body that he'd seen the previous night. "Or are you going to tell me that you tripped in the shower, slipped getting out of the tub, or fell going down some stairs?"

Damon lifted his hand from the bruise to cup her cheek, making her hold his gaze as he continued. "I can't take back the decisions I made that night, and I can't undo all the horrible things that have happened between that day and this day. I can't give you all those days back, but I can give you every day from here on out."

It was hard to keep his voice steady as he spoke, and for him to keep his nerve when he had to stop to take a breath, but Damon kept his hand on Harper's cheek, keeping her looking back over her shoulder at him. "We can chalk up what happened last night to the alcohol if we want, but alcohol wasn't responsible for the look in your eyes when you first saw me at the bar or the way you looked and felt when you woke up this morning. You say that you've fucked up everything, but what if the opposite is true? What if this is how things were supposed to be? What if every fucked up thing that happened was all part of the road that led you to this moment, here, with me? I love the woman you've become. I just wish I'd been man enough when it mattered, but it's not too late. Engaged isn't the same as married, and any man who does to you what Cameron did deserves to have his ass beat, just like the guys did back in high school."

Damon took another breath and struggled to find the courage as he actually moved forward and used his hand on her cheek to guide his lips to hers. "Let me help you Harper. You haven't manipulated any of this. I have always wanted you. I hated seeing you with Cameron, hated seeing the way he treated you...the way he cheated on you." Damon bowed his head briefly, breaking the eye contact between them. "Let me be the man I know I was meant to be, Harper, your man...Please..."

Damon let his words trail off at last, panting slightly from how fast he'd spoken and the lack of air that he'd truly gotten in those few quick breaths. He kept his hand on her cheek and his chest against her back, trying to offer her the support he felt she needed at a time when he knew she needed it. He'd felt that he wanted to help her as early as the day in the restaurant, and now he'd said it. He could only hope that it was enough.

 

[Cum_Inside]

There were so many things she could say, so many questions bubbling up, but one insecurity was foremost in her mind:

“This wasn’t just sex to you? Damon, you’re talking like... You can’t like me; I’m nothing but a plain punching bag for my abusive husband. There’s nothing for you here.”

She had intent to answer his questions, but she needed him to elaborate on his words. There were deep feelings there, welling from somewhere, but Harper couldn’t understand just what those feelings were and why he would have them.

 

[LucianDevine]

Damon wanted to answer Harper's first question right away, but he forced himself to hold back. He could see the insecurity in her eyes, and knew she had more that she needed to get out.

"No, Harper..." Damon started simply, offering up that small half-smile of his once more. "This wasn't just sex for me. I didn't kiss you at the bar just because I wanted to fuck you. I didn't answer the phone in the middle of the night, drive an hour, pick you up, and bring you back just to fuck you. I admit that when I first came back I didn't expect that there would be anything here for me except for familiar sound of the ocean. When I saw you though..." He bowed his head briefly and shook his head slowly before lifted his gaze to find hers once more. "It actually made me feel like I was...home."

Damon swallowed hard then, having acknowledged the first bit of Harper's words. The second part was going to be even harder. It was one thing to suspect or even know that Cameron was hitting her, but to hear her say it made the point truly hit home.

"I don't know what happened between you and Cameron that led him to do...this..." Damon lowered his hand from her cheek to once more rest over the large bruise. "But I remember a certain someone wanting to be a nurse way back when. What happened to her, Harper? I saw glimpses of her when we were at the bar, and I sure would like to see more of her."