32 - Dream Damon
Summer
I don’t really remember what happened after Damon dropped me off at Heather’s place. I remember walking back to my place, rain hiding my tears and getting completely soaked. My phone rang, and I took it, water droplets falling on my small bathroom as I tried to get out of the soaked clothes.
I remember shouting. And crying. Carol, my biological mother, had called me in a drunken stupor, complaining about her alcoholic boyfriend who didn’t love her.
It felt like a fever dream.
Especially when I opened up my heavy lids to the handsome and worried face of Damon, mine inches away from his.
I closed my eyes again, knowing I was dreaming. Damon would never know I lived here or els
33 - KneelSummerDamon grew his own vegetables, so when we reached his home, Void, with his big yellow eyes, saw us from the glass doors as Damon nerded about different kinds of chilies, which all looked the same to me. He showed me the different fertilizers he used and showed me a chart where he had written how much water each plant needed. He had made a spreadsheet for his plants.It was adorable.I would have never thought that Damon, out of all the people I know, was into gardening and growing his own little farm in his backyard. Void greeted me at the front door, and as soon as I scooped him up in my arms and pressed a million kisses to his chubby face, I was glad that Damon house-kidnapped me.Unfortunately, Damon got my cold the next day, and I nursed him back to health. He looked even grumpier than before, but
34 - Crawl to MeDamonMy hands clenched as Summer slowly kneeled on the carpet. She looked hot as fuck in the tiny maid costume. She didn’t even need to wear it. She was practically naked. Her breathing increased when I stayed silent, anticipating what I’d say next.“Come here,” I said, eyeing her perfect tits.She went to stand up, but I interrupted her, “I did not give you permission to stand.” She kneeled again, her wide eyes on me as I said, “Crawl to me.”Her hands pressed on the carpet, and I spread my legs wider when she crawled, her tits spilling out of the corset, making me chuckle. She flushed but stayed kneeling between my legs.“Tell me,” I said, tilting her face towards me by holding her chi
35 - Eager GirlSummerMy heart pounded in my chest with anticipation when Damon sat on the edge of the bed after making sure my ass wasn’t sore. I blushed and said it wasn’t. I loved how filthy and gentle he was. His dirty words made me horny and relaxed me. The fact that I squirted and came so hard because of him made me want to please him even more. I had been dying to taste him in my mouth for months.I was still in the skimpy outfit as I knelt between his legs, licking my lips at the sight of his pretty cock. That was the word I’d use to describe it. Long with thick girth and hard veins all over it. The red mushroom head was already leaking with pre-cum. It was slightly curved, so it was perfect in every position to rub against my G-spot and make me cum.I looked at him through my lashes. His jaw clench
36 - Breed MeDamonSeeing her face full of surprise and shock was euphoric. Seeing her try to fight me was even better.“D-Damon, please no—mmgh!” I held her by the back of her neck and pushed her over the washing machine, bending her over.“Shh,” I said, turning the machine on and spreading her legs. “Be a good kitten.”I chuckled at her failed attempts to fight me. Her skirt was getting in the way, so I ripped off the tiny fabric and pinned her down with my weight.“Damon?” I crooned, pulling out my cock. “I thought it was Sir, you dirty slut.”“Please, I can’t!” she
37 - Captor and CaptiveSummerBefore I got my hair done, I was stopped outside the Moore Beauty building by a man. An old man with white hair and an unkempt beard and clothes. His teeth were yellow as he asked me if I knew Damon.“What do you want?” I crossed my arms, staring him down. He didn’t know I knew him, but I did. The only similarity between him and Damon were their gray eyes.He chuckled, its sound hoarse and empty. “Then you also know that he’s a piece of shit, girl.”I stayed quiet, wanting him to continue, and he did, thinking I was dumb enough to listen to him. “You should be with someone better. Heck,” he whistled, looking me up and down, and I knew the guard by the building was getting suspicious. “You should come with me and sign with us. We are a
38 - One BedSummer“What do you mean you have only one bed?” Damon demanded. “I booked it online.”The receptionist of the small motel where we had stopped for the night yawned and pointed at the small poster that said that they didn’t accept online bookings. “Either stay in the room or leave. We don’t care.”Damon’s nose flared, and I was surprised that the receptionist hadn’t turned to ashes from his glare. “Fine. Then give me a refund. We will go somewhere else.”He pointed to another policy that stated they didn’t offer refunds.Damon scoffed, pulling out his phone. “I can sue you for this—”I held his arm, stopping him. “Damon, it’s fine.”We had sex in the same bed, but we never
39 - Remember That Damon My hand tightened on the steering wheel when we drove through the ‘Welcome to Coral Springs!’ board. I had accepted Emma’s request to look after Moore Beauty in order to escape the small town. I had to escape. “Are you sure?” Summer said on the phone, glancing at me. “Okay. Yes, yes, mom. Bye, see you soon. Love you.” She ended the call with a sigh and looked at me expectantly. “What did she say?” Summer pursed her lips. “My parents are hosting a house dinner, and they have invited everyone. Including you.” I swallowed before replying, “I have some things to do, so I might be late.” “Oh?” She raised her brow, expecting me to tell her what things I had to do, but I stayed quiet. I wasn’t ready to talk about it
40 - A SecretSummer“When’s your boy coming over?” my nana asked me for the umpteenth time as I helped stir the secret sauce my mom was making for dinner.“He’s not a boy, nana,” I said, knowing how much of a man Damon was. “He said he’ll be here. Why are you asking me so much about him?”“Because she wants to interrogate him,” Mom said, coming over to help me and side-eyed Nana, who was sitting at the dining table, looking out of the window so she could see who’s coming. “She interviewed your dad when he picked me up on our second date. When I came back home, she told me to marry him.”“Aww,” I cooed, giving a side hug to Mom. “I hope I find love like you two.”Mom narrowed her eyes at me. “What do