The Divine and the Damned

DRAGOS.

By the time we arrived home, we were soaked to the bone, and giggling like children.

"Just stand there so we both don't get water all over the floors," Dawn said, heading in the direction of her room. "I should be able to find you something to wear"

"Even if you don't, it's fine. I can always sleep naked" I yelled after her, picturing her shy reaction.

I took off my wet T-shirt and sat on the arm of a chair, shirtless, waiting for Dawn.

She emerged from a room shortly after with a towel on her shoulder, and a pair of jeans alongside a T-shirt on the other. A laundry basket was hooked under her arm.

On seeing me bare-chested, she stopped in her steps briefly, before walking towards me. "Here" she extended the towel to me, as well as the other clothes, and set the basket on the ground

"The bathroom's on the left" She pointed in its direction.

"Thanks," I said, raising it and inspecting the clothes, my eyes asking questions.

"They belonged to my ex," Dawn answered, looking away.

I nodded in understanding "You should get changed too, so you don't catch a cold"

She looked sexy just standing there. The rain had made her sundress cling to her flattering figure and I could make out every contour of her desirable body.

"Yeah, I will" Dawn stood there staring at my chest for a moment longer before turning and heading to the kitchen. "I'll boil some water for tea first"

Ever since I walked this earth, I'd always prided myself on my self-control, no matter the circumstances. But when it came to Dawn, I seemed to lose every sense of it.

I had been dangerously close to giving in to my impulses under the shed, and I almost did just moments ago again.

I wanted her so bad.

Before my desires could win over, leading me to go after her, abandon all restraint, and make love to her right there in the kitchen, I left for the small bathroom quickly. There, I showered.

After tackling my wet hair and drying myself, I strode out in the shirt and snug jeans.

Dawn had changed out of her wet dress and into an oversized wool sweater that came down mid-thigh.

She was setting two cups of steaming hot tea on the table when I came into view.

"Hey," she said softly.

I smiled and dropped onto the sofa "Hey"

She sat beside me "Looks good on you"

"I bet it looks better on me" I replied with a smirk.

Dawn smiled and reached for the cover cloth across me so she could drape it over my shoulders, but I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her on top of my legs.

"Dragos..." She whispered, slightly startled.

"Mmm?" I was too busy staring at her lips. "Now, we get to finish what we started earlier"

As I made that statement, my hands snaked underneath her sweater to grab her thighs, squeezing gently.

When Dawn felt the gradual rise of my erection, she shivered.

I bit my lip, watching the expression on her face, and further pulled her against me again.

"You like that?" I asked, my voice thick with lust.

Dawn nodded slowly, unable to look away from my eyes. "Yes"

I could smell the intoxicating scent of her arousal. Oxytocin. Dopamine. Pheromones amongst others. I could also hear how quickly her heart beat, as a result of adrenaline.

It was no secret, she wanted this just as much as I wanted it.

I captured her mouth in mine, kissing her like a ravenous man. My tongue invaded her mouth, diving in wildly and commanding.

My fingers weren't so gentle anymore, they pressed deep into her thighs as she began grinding against me slowly.

"Dragos" she moaned out my name in pleasure, and that was all it took for me to lose it.

I grabbed her and turned, that she was now under me, and I, above her.

We stared at each other for a moment, before I took off my T-shirt.

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DAWN.

When Dragos' glorious body came fully exposed again, I found myself biting my lip in contentment.

He had the physique of a god.

His shoulders were straight, and his arm muscles were physically fit, lean, and powerful.

My gaze ran the length and breadth of his body, from the tautly defined abs which graced his stomach, to his gloriously sculpted V-line that left little to the imagination.

He leaned down and resumed kissing me, raising my sweater above my legs, to my waist.

I knew what was coming next, and felt my entire body pulse impatiently in anticipation, the heat between my legs intensifying.

When and how did I become this person? So desperate for a man's touch?

And what manner of devilish seduction was this?

It hung in the air, thick like a fog. I could almost taste it.

For a moment, I was distracted by those thoughts but as Dragos began feathering kisses down my inner thighs, licking and biting softly, the thought process evaporated.

I decided not to think of anything but what was happening at the very moment.

He stopped kissing to look at me before bringing his mouth down on my sensitive spot, and I let out a sound of pleasure, fisting his hair and rocking into his face.

He worked his tongue brilliantly around the nub of my very desire, teasing and taunting, hungrily lapping up every bit of juice I secreted.

My toes curled, my nipples hardened, and my entire body tingled with an unfamiliar sensation.

A sensation only Dragos' skillful tongue could bring.

I floated on a cloud of desire, placing a hand over my mouth to stifle the loud moans that were coming from my it so as not to disturb the neighbors.

"Let it out," he said gently, his voice a teasing whisper "Let it all out"

He was a master at seduction. With the tone of his voice, he could make me do anything.

Obediently, I let out moans in relief, suddenly not caring about the neighbors anymore. As long as Dragos wanted me to do it, I would do it.

Just when I was about to orgasm, he withdrew his tongue and raised his head to watch me.

His mouth was covered with my juices and there was a wicked smile on his face.

I panted heavily, eyes clouded over in desire as I asked, "Why'd you stop?"

It sounded almost like a plea.

"Stop?" Dragos placed a gentle kiss on the side of my thigh. "I'm not done with you yet, love" he spoke seductively, slipping a finger inside me.

My eyes drifted shut in pleasure.

"No, look at me" he commanded softly, slipping another inside "Watch me pleasure you"

His fingers started to move inside me slowly "You like that?"

Overwhelmed with pleasure, all I could do was nod.

"Use your words" he scolded gently "Tell me you like that"

It was like the words were being coaxed from my lips and I found myself answering in a voice I barely even recognized as my own.

A voice so desperate for attention— his attention.

A voice so desperate to please him.

"I... I... like that"

Still working his fingers inside me, he dipped his head again and involved his tongue.

I almost lost it.

"Mmm, Dragossss"

"Don't come yet" It was an order— a seductive one.

"Mmm… please…"

He withdrew his tongue and took his fingers out of my dripping core. I shook my head vigorously in protest, my hands shooting out to grab him and keep him in place, but he caught my hands with one of his.

"No... no... please..." I pleaded.

"But I have to stop," Dragos whispered, sliding my panties back up. "We still have a lot of things to do before you come. Okay?"

Then he kissed my thigh and looked up at me. "Would you like to come?"

"Yes," I responded quickly.

He looked into my eyes, bringing the fingers he had withdrawn from me to my lips.

"Taste yourself"

I opened my mouth eagerly and sucked his fingers while he stroked my head.

"That's it," he said softly. "Good girl"

How did we get here? How was I already spreading my legs wide open for him? This wasn't me, and yet it was.

With Dragos, it was like I broke the rules, it was like I was an entirely different person.

When I was done sucking his fingers, he brought his mouth to mine, kissing me for some moments before reluctantly pulling away.

"You're going to do something for me, Dawn," he said, running a thumb over my bottom lip. "You're going to stand in front of me and take off your sweater… slowly while I watch. Is that okay with you?"

How couldn't it be okay? With that voice? With how he asked? He could ask me to jump into a blazing inferno and I would.

"Yes" I responded quietly and he gave way for me to get up.

Dragos settled comfortably onto the couch, stretching both arms across the backrest and spreading his legs apart. Silently, he watched me start to lift the sweater slowly, all my shyness gone, overcome by the lust.

When the thing was over my head, I threw it to the floor, clad only in my panties.