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moaned with pleasure and I was biting my lips from the excitement of him. 
    Feelings of sheer unadulterated love washed over me.
    I put my hands on his hair, caressing it, making him come closer to me. 
    This was our moment.
    “I need you,” he whispered in my ear.
    “Then take me.”
    He pulled up my legs, opened them and started kissing my toes, moving up to my shin, and to my thighs. He slipped between my legs and started licking my chest with his tongue. The eye contact between us was overpowering.  His hands were caressing my bottom, pressing his fingers against me in a carnal need.
    My mind was lost amongst the desire.
    He made me moan with pleasure, although I was also a little timid suddenly and feeling vulnerable with my entire voluptuous body available in front of him. 
    With the tables turned, I began to feel self-conscious about my body.
    But I couldn't stop him now. 
    I didn’t want to stop him.
    This was the most overpowering experience of my life.
    He needed to be satisfied. 
    He wanted me more than any man had ever wanted me before. He knew what he was doing as if he had choreographed it in his mind. His movements were precise and perfectly done.
    Emotions kept filling my heart, forcing me to tremble with excitement.
    “Damon, I want you!” I breathed heavily. 
    I wanted him to take me now. 
    I needed it.
    My words were so direct and were so succinct. 
    The words just blurted from my mouth unintentionally.
    But at the same time, I didn't regret it. 
    I couldn't believe I was doing this. 
    I couldn’t believe I could ever be so dominating. 
    Especially to a man like Damon. 
    “You are so beautiful,” he stated in his deep voice.
    Yes.
    “You are sexy,” he continued as he kissed me.
    Yes…
    “You are mine.”
    Damn.
    I am his.
    I can’t resist it.
    His eyes are so beautiful, so damn deep, and I am already wet with anticipation. 
    Despite being lost in his gorgeous eyes, I noticed his hand start to slowly creep down my body, until it stopped on my bottom. 
    His strong hand ran over the flesh of my behind with a smooth and tender touch. 
    It feels so nice, but my heart rate is racing.  As I press into him hard, I can feel the bulge in his pants against me.
    My breathing quickens.
    He leans forward.
    His lips kiss mine.
    Yes.
    The tender kiss sent me into overdrive.  His strong hand reached up and caressed the side of my face.
    Wow…
    Deep in the moments of passion, my mind turned back to the thought of the money.
    Why?
    Why did my mind turn back there?
    I wanted him to stop.
    I know I started this, but I wanted him to stop now.
    I didn’t want to sleep with him for money.  I didn’t want to be that girl.
    But I couldn’t.  
    I couldn’t resist it.
    I was lost in his kisses, lost in the way he holds me.  I’m not even sure I can speak anymore.
    His hand made its way to the inside top of my thigh, next to my passion. 
    I was so tender, so sensitive, that the touch rushed emotion through my entire body.
    Yes…
    We were a mess of built-up passion and lust, our hands running all over each other’s bodies. 
    Damon’s body was amazing.
    It was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid my hands on.
    It blew my mind that this man wanted me.
    I can’t keep my hands off it. 
    My hands passionately rub all over his amazing chest, pressing against the strength.  He kisses my collarbone and I suddenly realize that I am topless.  He kisses my lips again and I am spinning.
    Yes.
    His hand finds its way back up my skirt. 
    My mind told me to stop him. 
    I didn’t want to be that girl.
    But I couldn’t stop this. 
    My body needed him.
    When his hand brushed over my tenderness, it sends emotion tingling through my body. 
    His kisses were full of passion and his hands explored every part of my perky body.  He holds my breasts in large hands, touching them in lust.
    When I start to become lost in the passion, Damon stopped.
    He stood at the end of the bed and admired my body.  I