Notice!!!: This chapter contains explicit content. [18+ only]
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A moan tore from my throat the moment his length slid inside me, my eyes closed involuntarily. Damon groaned underneath me. I remained in that position, letting my body adjust to his size, which filled up every corner inside me.
"Are you okay?" His hoarse and whiskey voice brushed my ears.
"I'm fine," I muttered under my breath, pushing down the lump in my throat, when my eyes fluttered open, my lashes were already wet with tears, my eyes misty.
"Are you sure?" He asked again, his eyes flickering with concern.
I nodded my head. Feeling a little better, I began to move up and down slowly, trying to bite back my moan.
"Damn, you feel so good, Jasmine." He muttered in a hoarse voice like a prayer.
"I know." I threw my head back and continued riding him. After my body had fully adjusted to him, I increased the pace a bit, teasing him with every movement.
