Nancy curled her feet when Damon slowly came to a stop and pulled away to look into her eyes. "Come, I will teach you how I like it,"

Nancy followed his advances and came to sit on his thigh. She noticed how Damon's heated stare was fixated on her neck. And, as expected of him he came for her neck. Nancy jumped expecting the worst but for the first time, he gave her an open mouth kiss right over her pulsating vein. Nancy had her body stiff feeling his hands at the side of her body.

Damon audibly sucked on her neck and Nancy couldn't help getting her hand on his shoulder. She blinked and gulped. A wave of misery held her face but she straightened her face quickly when Damon held her face to look into her eyes. They shared a heated glance before Damon kissed her lips momentarily before speaking against her mouth.

"I don't show any leniency when I teach." Damon warned moving his thumb on the corner of her lips before continuing. "But I can be lenient for you. Do you want me to be lenient for you, angel?"

Nancy's neck felt stuff and she could only nod with a "Hmm,"

"Your husband craves a woman who knows how to give a good job. You will do it for him. Don't you?" Nancy nodded at his question and Damon smiled.

"Good, good, girl." Damon parted his knee and loosened his belt. Nancy kept her eyes on his groin. Or else she knew her reluctance will be apparent. Nancy didn't want to disappoint him. And, she was trying to tell herself that she must learn it quickly. She didn't want to annoy him. Her whole life has slowly started to gather around what Damon would think about her.

Damon got his shaft out and placed Nancy's gloved hand around his shaft. For the first time Nancy was holding him and looking at him closely. He was quite hung. Damon's hand was wrapped around hers. Damon leaned into his chair and threw his head back before he started moving her hand up and down. At first, he started slow and would move all the way from the base to glans.

Realizing he had his eyes closed Nancy took her time to look at his groin. The girth was mammoth. His balls seemed tensed. Damon stopped momentarily and Nancy looked at his face. He was still relaxed and not looking at her. Damon moved her little finger to his balls and made her put a little pressure while keeping the rest of her hand around his shaft and started moving it again.

It was only now that Nancy realized it was something she should focus on. She couldn't disappoint him again if she was to spend her whole life with him.

"Agh," She heard him groan and looked at his face again. Nancy was extremely stressed. She knew he would find a way to look for fault in her.

Damon had his lips parted and drew his brows closer before he started to move her hand faster. Now she was not moving it all the way from down to upwards. His movement was too fast it was almost erratic. Looking from his face to his groin she decided to look at his face. He looked tense yet lost in something divine. As if he never wants to get out of this sensation. She noticed how Damon would give a little pressure when he would reach the tip.

"Fuck!" Damon groaned before opening his eyes. Nancy noticed he had a few sweat beads on his temple but leaving her hand Damon had already gotten her face in his hands and was kissing her lips. "Don't stop," Damon commanded and Nancy started moving her hand. Her hand was a little slow but she soon started to do it the same way she believed Damon did.

Damon got his seat flat and held Nancy's waist to get her under him. He smiled seeing Nancy trying to stay focused on her deed when she maintained her focus on her hand. She even leaned ahead to get a glance at his shaft.

Damon smiled and let her had her moment. He got his knees on the seat and gave her better access to look at his groin. It felt good seeing his wife doing great in the first lesson.

"Oh..." Damon twitched closing his eyes. He didn't hold back and came graciously in threads over her hand.

"Oh God," Nancy gasped before looking around. She didn't find anything she could have to help herself and got her eyes on Damon in anticipation. As if what now? Her whole glove and diamonds were sticky with Damon's semen.

Nancy noticed how Damon's eyes got dark. He moved his shaft closer to her mouth but then grazed the tip on her lips. Nancy never breaks the eye contact with him. She wonders if she was going to do it. But Damon was already holding it close to her parted lips. "Lick," Damon commanded without moving an inch of his face.

Nancy was a little reluctant but she tried her best to not show it when she slowly moved her tongue out and licked the tip. Damon didn't know why but she looked breathtaking when she slowly got her tongue out to lick his meat. He instantly got the hardness he had never experienced before. He couldn't look away from her angelic face. The innocence of her act had exploded him with lust. He knew he was ready to rail this petite woman for hours now.

Nancy closed her eyes with shame. She wonders what she had done but what she gulped was Damon's semen. And, as if it wasn't enough, she heard Damon say, "You clean it with your tongue every fucking time. So, lick it good and swallow it all."

Nancy moved her tongue right under the tip before getting her eyes to the shaft. The amount of embarrassment she felt at the moment was no match to anything she ever had to endure. Her cheeks and ears were flushing red with all the emotions. She noticed the places he needed the cleaning and slowly started licking. His skin felt flaming against her tongue. She was too embarrassed that looking into his eyes was something she couldn't do. She felt too little. There was an innate shame in doing something like this. She felt used and compelled.

A shiver ran through her back when Damon pressed his hand on her shoulder. She closed her eyes expecting him to pull her more on his meat but instead, he pushed her away. The push was too harsh her body hit the chair.

Nancy noticed his hard jaw when he opened the first two buttons of his shirt. He looked mad as if he was ready to attack his enemy. Even a rare glint in his eyes didn't make him less daunting. The want for blood in his eyes was too visible.

His eyes which were fixated on her face told her he wanted more of her. Nancy tried to focus on her breathing. Damon still had his suit on but his pants were all down to his ankles now. He came over to her and held her thighs. Nancy closed her eyes when he kissed her neck and came to whisper in her ear.

"If you bled on this white chair, I will suck all of it right from the source." Nancy wondered what he meant and had a kind of confusion on her face but it soon vanished when she realized what he had said. The tip of their nose grazed with each other while Damon pulled her dress up. And, lying there Nancy kept looking at him. She had realized that he was about to claim her. Her mouth was parched yet there was too little she could do. The realization that a person like him was her husband was too suffocating to bear.

Nancy bit her cheek when she felt his hands on her panties. "You know what you look like?" Damon asked but then continued all the while pulling her panties down her slender legs.

"You look like a fucking princess old tales are written for. Pale, fragile yet smart." Nancy inhaled sharply when his fingers grazed the heat between her legs.

"But every princess makes a mistake."

Damon parted Nancy's knees all the while getting his face down at her neck. "And, yours was crossing my path. You lost deer." His soft whisper made Nancy shiver.

Damon kissed her and this time Nancy closed her eyes. Her breathing was erratic feeling him over her womanhood. She was trying to prepare herself for the torture he was about to induce on her but curled her feet when Damon teased her by rubbing his chest against hers.

"And, now you can't get away." Damon whispered in her ear all the while placing lining himself on her. He started pushing into her and Nancy held his white coat over his back. Her chest got pressed under him when he thrust himself into her. "Umm," Nancy felt the invasion in her bones.

Damon thrusted twice and this time did it like he does. Without holding back. "Ahh,..." Nancy was jerked up. She dropped her mouth feeling him hitting and invading her insides.

"Ahh,..." She bit her lips and a tear slid her eye down to her temple. Her lips shivered thinking he was going to get wild on her but Damon was still static over her body.

"Ahm..." Nancy whined a little again. All she could feel was Damon's hot breath on her ear. "I am going to drown you in diamonds if you bleed." Damon licked her earlobe and started jerking her harshly. "Ohh...Oh!" Nancy was loud but soon Damon bit on her lower lip harshly.

Damon hovered over her face after breaking the kiss and Nancy held his gaze with her half-open eyes. This time Damon moved his hips slowly but got him the farthest in deep. Nancy drew her brows closer and Damon got down to lick her lips and moved his hands over her thighs to pull her more into him in each of his jerk.

"Ah..." Nancy got her hold fast on his jacket when he picked the rhythm. "Please, please, please..." Nancy pleaded,

"Please, what princess?" He growled feeling her body sucking him in.

"Slow down, slow...ahh..."

Damon didn't know why but he got slower all the while looking at her. "You want it slow? You don't want to see how I do it?"

Nancy remained quiet but Damon couldn't help but tell her. "You will get used to me, princess. I am going to buy you anything. Get me this hard every night. Oh fuck! And, I will drown you in diamonds. In every colour and shape." Damon was slow this time but Nancy read something on his face. He was fighting the urge to speed up.

"Ah..." Nancy's breath hitched when he hit her a little harshly again before picking his strong rhythm. "You will get used to it like a woman I want under me."

Nancy held his shoulders and kept whimpering. If she had learned anything from their encounters from the past. She knew Damon wouldn't last this long. She tried to hang in there thinking it was closer but Damon's vigour was ever-increasing.

"Ohhhh!!!" Damon groaned louder this time and had his mouth open right over hers. She could breathe in his hot puffs. Damon held her wrists and got her hands off his shoulder. Nancy fisted her hands but soon Damon snaked his fingers in hers and held her hands above her head.

Nancy felt something building in her insides and for the first time, she didn't want him to stop. She wanted him to be faster. Soon, she broke into seizures and held onto Damon's hands tighter. Damon only got more faster and Nancy squealed in frustration. "Ahh...ahh..."

"Say fuck me harder. Show me you want it, princess."

"Ah...fuck me...harder. Harder." Nancy had come so hard on his length that Damon had gotten the perfect amount of lubrication to do it harder.

"I can fuck you all you want. This is the only thing I am gonna do on this trip. Everywhere and anytime." Damon grunted out the statement.

"Oh, oh, oh..." Nancy closed her eyes and all she could feel was him doing her. She didn't know when she started moving herself to meet his thrusts in the middle.

Damon smiled seeing her lost in the pleasure. It came to him as a surprise that Nancy could get him this hard. Last time it was when he had seen Aria doing the striptease for the first time. And, he got her to his place to rail her all night.

"Yes, princess, you earned it all." Damon had this rule that whoever got him hard deserved all the pleasure he could offer. And, he wasn't going to change the rule even for the wife who was only here because of revenge.

Damon had gotten even louder. And, lost in the moment Nancy too got louder. Only in twenty more minutes Nancy was drained and thirsty. Her voice had gotten down and she had stopped moving. She was tired beyond measure but didn't courage up to ask him to stop.

It didn't take Damon a lot of time to realize that it was only his grunts around. He looked down at her with a more serious look this time. "I am still hard. And, this is all your doing." Nancy only blinked and looked away. Her insides were numbing at this point and her legs had gotten jelly. She couldn't feel her bones anymore.

But not getting a reaction from her side he grunted. "Do you want me to stop?" There was such authority in his voice Nancy shook her head in no. "Tell me, I will stop." Damon offered but jerked her even harder.

"No, I want it!" Nancy cried out. Her lips shaking violently. Damon looked at her cheeks getting a deep shade of red. And, for the first time, he took pity on her. And, it wasn't something too weird for Damon. He always had something soft for the women who get him hard. Nancy wasn't any exception in this moment.

"Let me finish quick," Damon came to a stop and adjusted himself again. He pulled away and straightened his back. Damon held her waist and started thrusting faster. He threw his head back and pulled onto her body to meet his thrusts.

"Ah, ah, ah,..." Nancy started crying out in small little puffs. Damon's fingers were digging deeper into her waist.

"Yes!!!..." Damon grunted louder. And, Nancy started convulsing for the fifth time. Leaving her waist Damon's right hand came to hold her breast. "Don't cum. Don't!" Damon warned. And, Nancy finds it too hard to accept.

Nancy looked at him but he had his eyes closed. "Yes, getting there," Damon growled and Nancy felt his body tense. Damon came to a stop before opening his eyes.

Nancy looked into his eyes and gulped realizing he was spraying her insides with his semen. She shivered realizing what had happened but remained silent. Damon who was sweating profusely came to lie on her and remained restless for a few minutes. Nancy felt him taking his leave from her insides.

Damon moved his head up and Nancy could see the sky reflecting in his eyes. Their gaze was intense for a moment before Damon kissed her mouth. Nancy returned the kiss but Damon had already pulled away to kiss her jaw. "If you got me this hard again. I am going to rail you for hours." Leaving small open-mouth kisses, he got down onto her neck. Leaving a trail of his saliva everywhere.

But then he looked into her eyes again and warned. "I am not going to be this generous every time." Nancy didn't know what he meant because she never stopped him. Did she?

Nancy still had her dress covering her chest and Damon got away to look at her. She got a little tense when he got his knees down on the floor and started looking at her. She was about to close her legs but he already had his hands on her thighs keeping her open.

Nancy could tell that she was throbbing down there. She felt his fingers opening her lips open. "Fuck, this is a sight to see you leaking my whites," Damon moved his thumb over her and felt her shiver under his touch. Her pussy was still under the shock waves he had thrusted into her.

Damon picked her thighs up to have a look at the white seat and it did have three small red circles smeared on it. Nothing was left on her pussy because of all the fluids she had leaked but the color that was smeared on the seat was the proof of her statement.

Damon didn't say a word but the moment Nancy felt his mouth over her clit she shivered in shock. She understood he had found something but she was too tired for his passion now. Damon entered two fingers inside her and kept sucking on her clit. He wanted her to come again on his fingers so he could drink her juices as he promised. But Nancy felt too tired.

"Please, please, my lord..." Nancy tried to stop him but he only got more erratic with his fingers. "Ah, ah, ah, ah..." Nancy didn't know when she kicked his shoulder but it didn't move Damon even an inch. It felt more like she had kicked a hard iron wall.

"Ahhh..." She cried and hit her heels on his back all the while throwing her head back. She punched the seat beside and convulsed again.

"Oh no! No! Oh!" She felt Damon's firm lips on her opening now. His sucks were too fierce on her insides. She felt his nose digging into her folds.

Nancy gulped when she finally came down from her orgasm. She had too many in the last three hours. She had lost the count. Damon was loud when he sucked and drank all of it.

Nancy looked at his face that appeared from between her legs. They both were silent and kept looking at each other. For the first time, all Damon could see was his wife who was only his. And, was to be his for the rest of her life.

Nancy was the first one to break the gaze and tried to drew her knees closer to her chest before she held them together. She winced a little when she made a failed attempt to get up. She looked at Damon again who still had the same gaze. Nancy wonders if he wanted more. Was she to ask him something she doesn't know?

"I will try to be better next time..." But got slurred when Damon raised to hold her shoulder to help her up.

"Ahh..." Nancy groaned a little when she registered all the soreness in her body. Nancy pulled her dress down on her legs and tried to leave the seat so she could leave Damon's place. Damon made her sit on his lap and pressed the button for the hostess to add, "Get us wine,"

Damon had adjusted her in a way that she was hiding his nudity just find above his knees.

The hostess walked in and Damon first held the glass for Nancy and passed it to her before picking the other glass for himself. He dismissed the hostess and Nancy who was already parched finished her drink in two gulps.

"There is one more thing I would like to add at the end of this class." Damon started all the while offering her his drink too. Anyone could tell she wanted more of it. Nancy accepted the drink and bit her cheek. She hoped he wasn't going to demand something tiring. She was exhausted beyond measures already.

Damon gestured her to drink this one too and Nancy finished again in a few seconds.

Nancy felt relieved wetting her throat after all the labor. Damon smiled and Nancy find something peaceful on his face. He didn't seem mad or annoyed. Even his smile wasn't mischievous one. It was a different one. The one he hadn't offered her before. Damon rubbed his finger on her injured arm all the while adding.

"I will burn these bones to coals if you ever thought about another man. Are we clear?"