Damon sat on the leather bench with Talia on his lap, facing away from him.
Her skirt was bunched around her waist and most of the buttons of her shirt were undone.
Their current position allowed Talia to see Damon's legs between hers, and she realized that he changed clothes and was now wearing only black training shorts. Damon spread his legs, forcing hers to open widely.
Talia wanted to lean forward, but Damon bit her neck, forcing her to stay on him. He didn't pierce her skin, but the sharp pain radiated through her body, each pulse morphed in pleasure and Talia gasped.
His every move made her body hum and come alive like never before.
Talia felt like she is close to falling apart, yet she didn't want him to stop.
"Oh, God…", she called breathily when he pinched her nipple without removing her bra.
