he's just using you for sex

You ready for this?" he taunts, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm going to show you just how fucking good it can feel."

Elena bites her lip, trying to summon the courage to assert herself amidst the overwhelming sensations coursing through her veins. But before she has a chance to respond, Damien takes control once again.

Damien wastes no time in pushing Elena back onto the bed, his hands roaming her body with a hunger that matches her own desperation. He sucks on her nipple, eliciting a gasp from Elena's lips as she arches her back. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, torn between pleasure and uncertainty.

"Fuck," she gasps, her voice filled with equal parts need and hesitation. "I don't know if I can."

Damien chuckles darkly, his lips trailing down to suckle on her neck. "Don't worry about what you can or can't do," he murmurs seductively. "Just let go and let me take care of you."

Elena's mind races as Damien's fingers find their way between her thighs, delving into the wetness that has been building within her since their collision. A shudder courses through her body as he expertly circles her clit, sending waves of pleasure crashing over her.

Her hips instinctively arch towards him, craving more contact as he continues to tease and torment. But even amidst the overwhelming sensations coursing through her veins, a small voice in the back of her mind whispers reproachfully.

He's just using you for sex.

Damien's lips curl into a wicked grin as he hears Elena thinking out loud . It only fuels his desire to dominate her completely. He pushes one finger inside her, watching as she lets out a gasp mixed with pain and pleasure. But before she can fully comprehend the sensation, he sucks on her breast, drowning out the discomfort with his insatiable hunger.

"You just can't resist me, can you?" Damien sneers, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You're dying for this cock of mine."

Elena's eyes widen at his cocky remark, torn between desire and annoyance. She wants to push him away, to assert herself and reclaim control over her own body. But the way he fills her in such an arousing way drives her wild.

Fuck you," she retorts weakly, though there's a hint of longing in her voice.

Damien chuckles darkly, his fingers never stopping their rhythm inside Elena. He knows exactly how to push all the right buttons, how to make her crave more despite herself.

"That's what I like to hear," he growls seductively. "Now let go and enjoy it."