Unlike before, each time he drove his length into her depths only brought pleasure, not pain; it was an abrupt change from what she’d come to expect. She had leaned back away from his neck, arching her back, breasts thrust forward in this position – She had found that the head of his shaft hit a delightfully pleasant spot with each thrust.<br/><br/>He had shown her pleasure and now Damita was adamant about returning the favor, fervently seeking to ride him until his release. He was doing a good job in distracting her from moving, his teeth on her throat making her moan; there was just something about that element of danger, of opening yourself to it that added the extra little thrill. Cinnamon gaze had closed, each sharp thrust reminding her just of what she had been doing and returning her to it.<br/>