Chapter 32

Damon

She was so warm.

So soft.

So wrecked.

I’d watched her fall asleep with my cum leaking down her thighs. I’d dried her off with my own hands. Held her until the tremors slowed and her breath went soft against my chest.

But I couldn’t sleep.

Not with her scent in my lungs.

Not with her cunt still twitching around nothing.

Not with my cock hard again, laying thick and angry against her ass like it missed her already.

I couldn’t help it.

Not when she looked like that.

Naked. Flushed. Legs parted in her sleep.

A ruined little girl who’d let me fuck her throat, her pussy, her soul… and still begged for more.

So I slid back in.

Carefully.

Slow.

Buried the tip of my cock into her warm, soaked cunt while she slept, and watched her face twitch from the stretch.

She moaned in her sleep.

Tried to shift.

But I grabbed her hips. Kept her still. Pulled her ass back until I