Penny felt his touch right down to her core. Her pussy was dripping wet. The panties she wore would be soaked with her arousal.

He cupped her cheek, tilting her head back to look at him.

“We can stop right now.”

“I don’t want to stop. I want to feel you against me. I need to feel it.”

Her heart raced inside her chest. She felt the ridge of his cock pressing against her stomach. Damon laid her down on the floor beneath him. He captured one of her hands and held her tight against him.

“What if someone comes in here?” she asked.

“They won’t.” He kissed her lips. The tenderness of his touch startled her. The kiss was the lightest of touches. She stared into his eyes waiting for him to do something rough or dangerous.

He took his time merely kissing her lips. He explored her mouth and made love to her lips with his tongue. She teased him back with her own touches.

“That’s it. Give me what I want,” Damon said.

She lifted his hand and pressed the palm against her aching breast. “I need you, Damon.” Penny bit her lip as he stared down at her. He looked at her with uncertainty.

“Are you sure?”

“I’ve never been so sure of anything.”

“Once I take your virginity, I can’t give it you back.”

She laughed at his words. “I don’t want it back. I’m giving you something, willingly. I want you to have a part of me that no other man could ever have.”

He touched her lips with his finger. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

Penny thrust against his covered cock. “I’ve got a good idea of what I do to you.”

“That’s not all.” He stared down at her intently.

She didn’t ask him any questions. In her heart she hoped he loved her. Penny knew he owned her heart. She’d never be with anyone else. Damon was the man for her and had been since he saved her.

He moved over her. His large body crowded her. She lay back with her hands above her head submitting to him.

“I want you over me.” Licking her lips she stared past his shoulder trying to gain courage. “I want you inside me.”

He bent down, taking her lips once again. She was addicted to his fierce possession and overwhelming scent.

“You’re mine, Penny.”

“Then make me yours, Damon. Fuck me.”