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and then in my rearview but don’t see him.  When I look to my left , I see that he ’ s right next to me.
    “Seriously Damien, you don’t have to follow me.  I’ve slowed down.  You can go on home now.”
    I can almost hear his blood pressure soaring.  “Damn you Brooke.  Don’t be like this.  Don’t shut me out sweetheart.  Please .  I just want to make sure you’re okay.”
    I blow out a frustrated sigh.  “I’m fine Damien.  I’ll drive carefully, and I’ll see you on Thursday.  Thanks for talking sense in to me.  I’ll talk to you later.”
    I terminate the phone call and spend the rest of the car ride in silence.  Pulling in to the driveway , I park and then get out, shaking my head as I watch Damien dr ive off .  
    My sister must already be in bed because the house is silent.  Making my way to my room I close the door, take off my clothes and throw myself on the bed. 
    Holy hell, what was that?  I know my way around an orgasm, but that was out of this world.  Damien made me cum ha rder with his fingers than I ever have before.  What would it feel like to cum under his tongue, or with his cock buried inside of me?
    If I thought I was hot for him prior to him kissing me and making me cum, I’m eve n more so now.   My body never felt that super-charged before , and I shiver remembering the sensation of his powerful fingers sliding over my clit again and again. 
    Before I even know that I’m going to do it, my hands frantically descend to take off my panties.  Lifting my hips from the bed I sl ide them off. I silently moan as I feel how soaked they a re. Sitting up , I take off my bra too, and then throw them both toward my hamper.  
    Rubbing my breasts and pinch ing my nipples, I shift restlessly as the sensations assail me .  I keep seeing Damien’s face as his fingers explored me, his expression enthralled and erotic.  I give a little gasp as I slide my hand down my belly and glide it in to my still drenched pussy.  I’m on fire tonight. 
    Arching my back again, I pant and moan as I rub little figure eights over my clit.  Sliding my finger in to my dripping cleft, I wet it with my arousal and then bring it to my lips.  I love the taste of myself on my tongue, but tonight I imagine that I taste a little of Damien too.  God I wish he had sunk his cock in to me.
    Breathless now I pick up the pace, sliding one finger a little in and then quickly out as my other hand works my clit in a quick movement .  Tilting my hips , I rub my g-spot and then pinch my clit, silently crying out Damien’s name as my body erupts in orgasm.
    It’s not enough, and I don ’t stop.  I writhe under my fingers in agony and ecstasy as I continue on, bringing myself through two more orgasms. They barely, and I mean barely, take the edge off.  My thighs and fingers are co ated with my arousal, the sheets below me are damp with it , and my body is covered in sweat.  Even with four orgasms under my belt from tonight, I still want more.  I want to know the feeling of being filled with Damien. No, that’s understating it.  I don’t want to know, I have to.
    Flopping over on to my stomach, I run my fingers back in to my sex and start to rub again in little circles again .  I gasp and pant as I fuck my fingers with abandon, screaming his name in to my pillow as I cum again. 
    Turning over, I lie on my back and stare at the ceiling as I catch my breath .  At least a small portion of Damien must want me too.  Now I need to figure out a way to get him to admit it.
     

CHAPTER SIX
     
    I’m out of my fucking mind with lust for Brooke.  She ’ s so damn far under my skin that it ’ s unbelievable.  After a lifetime of being able to keep my heart in cold storage where the fair sex is concerned, I was taken down by Bro oke without her even having to put in any effort . 
    It ’ s clear what about Brooke is so different from everyone else.  She ’s beautiful, kind, caring, considerate, smart,