Her spine arched under his fingers, an almost fearful look crossing her face as his fingers briefly brushed that forbidden place. She tensed up even tighter, muscle flexing under pale flesh as he leaned her back, her thighs gripping firmly around him now, locking at the ankle at the small of his back. She was hanging onto his shoulders for dear life, grip tightening until her fingernails had dug firmly into his tanned flesh.<br/><br/>A squeal was given as his teeth dug into the sensitive flesh around his nipple, lips parting as she panted her desire to the air. Even as he moved wildly, no association was given to the previous times, Damita too lost within it to even care if it teetered on the border of pleasure and pain, finding it all to be just a whirlwind of sensation.<br/>