Eve positioned herself over him and sank down slowly. From this angle he filled her completely, and the stretch made her gasp.
"That's it," Damian murmured. "Take all of me."
Eve started moving, rolling her hips, finding a rhythm that felt good. Damian's hands settled on her waist, guiding but not controlling, letting her lead.
"Beautiful," he said, his eyes tracking over her face. "You're so fucking beautiful like this. Taking your pleasure. Using me."
Eve's pace increased. The angle was perfect, hitting exactly where she needed, and she could feel another orgasm building despite the fact that she'd already come four times.
"Touch yourself," Damian said. "I want to feel you come around me."
Eve's hand slid between them, finding her clit, and the added stimulation made her rhythm falter.
"Don't stop," Damian ordered. His hands tightened on her waist, helping her maintain the pace. "Keep going. You're so close."
