[Rosie's POV]
His hands were pressing my breasts, pinning me to the table as I jerked.
"Damien... please...wait!" I pleaded but my voice came out as a moan.
"There's no waiting princess" he replied and my eyes managed to find him, they glinted with mischief.
"I bet you don't keep your clients waiting" he mocked and my fingers dug further inside the sleek table.
My chest swelled up and down, a subtle smile played on his lips as he enjoyed my discomfort yet there's an anticipation to taste him.
He swirled his cock deeper inside me and his loud grunt eluded mine.
Then he pulled out and I let out a deep gasp, shivering and barely rising.
I tried to look at him but his face was an inch from my pussy now, he breathed on it, smelt it and groaned softly.
"Heavenly" he asserted and my face flushed from embarrassment.
I can't tell why I enjoyed the fact that he was loving all of me.
