Chapter thirty two.

WARNING;

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE TERMS AND ACTIONS, PARENTAL GUIDANCE IS ADVISED.

Elena walked inside her suite and started undressing without switching on the lights, she had decided to take a shower while waiting for the soup. The suite was well furnished with a living room and a separate bedroom. Before she could finish undressing, the door bell rang. 'I did not know that preparing the soup would take that short amount of time,' she thought. Without even getting the chance to check who the recipient was, the door was suddenly unlocked, and in walked a certain tall figure with a strong masculine scent. "who are you and why are you in my room?" She was still drunk, so her words came out a little short and unclear.

Damian, who was now excited and mesmerized by the voice and the scent, did not think twice and immediately captured her lips, he held onto to her so tight that Elena could not move. The drugs in his system had already taken control of his body that he could not control himself, she had become his only hope of survival. He kissed her roughly and passionately and at the same time trying to control Elena who was trying very hard to free herself, "Sarah, calm down I will not hurt you," he said.

Slap, "I am not Sarah! Get back to your senses and get out of here," Elena yelled, but it was all nothing to Damian, he talked no more and went back to passionately kissing her. This time, the kiss became more intense, the kiss and the fight became one and they all ended down on the soft carpeted floor. His hands started roaming all over her body, with one hand holding her down and the other gently and softly caressing her body, making a moan escape from her mouth.

Elena, the victim, wanted to scream. She really wanted to let out all her frustrations and kick the man out, no one had ever taken advantage of ever since she was sixteen and this made her feel like crying. Was it due to the amount of alcohol she had taken earlier that she feels helpless and what was all this feeling of wanting all about? The feeling was so new to her that another moan came out from her. 

The moans were turning Damian into a beast, and because Elena had started undressing earlier, it had all become easier for him. Within seconds, the bra was off and instead it was replaced by a wet mouth. The hands that were roaming all over her body stopped and started playing with the other breast, he licked, bit and nipped it, letting out a pop sound and then did the same to the breast.

The sensation became too much for Elena that she started wreathing beneath him, her body began to relax and go with the flow. It was like she had also been drugged, Damian let go of her and his other hand also joined, the moans that came from her mouth was like torture to him causing his manhood to start aching and wanting more.

He carried her back to the bedroom, and placed her gently on the bed, and then went on with the task. His hands went down to her panties while he continued playing with her nipples. Elena sighed and let out another moan, her body had already grown weak and all she could feel was something she had not experienced before. The moment his hands went down to her panty and started playing with her clitoris, she moaned even louder, it was like a scream. 

He pleasured her like he will never do it again, and even with his drugged state he felt proud, the moan was like another drug added to his organs. Without wasting another second, he took out his clothes, and as he pleasured her, he took her hand and guided it towards his manhood. At the first touch of his manhood, Elena pulled back her hands in shock, "what was that!" She screamed in shock.

"You would not know unless you feel it," Damian replied and then captured her lips again before she could say anything else. With one hand, he took her hands and tried to guide it back to his manhood, hoping that she will not pull back again, because it was craving for attention and this time she did not. The other hand was still playing with her clit, one finger was gently rubbing her clit while the other, two were inside her trying to pave way. With the other hand holding hers, he swirled it around his manhood and slowly moving up and down with a certain rhythm, and once she caught up, he let go and let her pleasure his manhood.

They both moaned, and he kept on murmuring a name that Elena was too bothered to focus with. The pleasure became too much that he was feeling like he was on his way to heaven, but was still too far from it. He could not hold back any longer, with urgency, he pulled his finger from inside her and positioned her in a comfortable posture, then aligned his shaft and with one strong move, penetrated inside he. For Elena, that mysterious pain lasted for five seconds before it was replaced with a pleasurable feeling and with a silent scream, came out a moan.

The waiter put the soup at the living room and left hurriedly without looking back, and he did not forget to lock the door that was left unlocked earlier. He thanked the owner of this club that every room had a door, "at least they have closed the bedroom door," he murmured to himself and left, leaving the moans that were growing louder behind the door as it closed.