Chapter 541: In Which She Loved The Stream

There were eight villas in this resort—one of which was exclusive to Damien, Villa Blanc, while the rest were available for guests. The resort screamed luxury throughout; the quality and grandeur definitely spoke of Damien's high standards. From the miniscule details to the focal points—everything was thoughtfully considered.

Villa Blanc opened directly onto an ocean panoramic view. It wasn't the first time that Katherine saw the place as she and Damien already had an on-site visit before the official opening. The villa took her breath away the first time she saw it, and that was during the day—it was even more beautiful now.

Not that she cared about her surroundings at the moment. How could she when the two of them were currently caught up in a heated moment?

Carefully ushering Katherine towards the ready bathtub, Damien peeled off every last piece of clothing on her until she was bare naked under his touch without breaking their kiss and their tongues dancing together—all while she was busy stripping off his underwear.

The bathroom had mirrored walls, one section had the toilet and shower, while the other area had sinks on the left and right and a massive square bathtub by the huge window with a sea view. Yellow light illuminated the place, but the moon in the sky was the most beautiful light.

Warm water and rose petals filled the bathtub—an inviting sight that made you want to relax.

But Damien and Katherine didn't plan on relaxing tonight. They had a rewarding marathon to run.

Breaking their kiss, he held her hand and helped her into the tub, then he followed her inside. He pulled her down with him and positioned her in between his legs with her back facing him and she leaned against his chest. "Tonight was exhausting, huh?"

"Hmmm… it's one crazy night." Katherine settled comfortably in his arms, allowing his hands to caress her stomach.

"I'm sorry you got hurt. I don't know how she got in, but I promise you, she can't go near you again."

Slightly turning sideways so she could see his face, she answered in a worried tone, "Damien… She was here to hurt you. Why are you apologizing for that?" She sighed. "I can't imagine what would have happened if I hadn't gotten to her in time."

He pressed a kiss on her temple and a few more on her cheeks. "Thank you. You're my heroine."

Katherine laughed, and he laughed along with her. She positioned herself so that she was impossibly closer to him as he embraced her tightly. "You would have done the same thing for me.

"Without a doubt. I'd do it in a heartbeat."

"Then there's no need to thank me. I wouldn't wish for any of that to happen, of course, but… you and I would do the same thing for each other without questions. That's what we do. Let's stop talking about irrelevant people. I want to enjoy this view with you."

"Mm. Let me reward you. Would you like a massage?" he probed, yet his hands already slid on her shoulders without waiting for her to answer.

Katherine moaned and relaxed her shoulders, loving the way Damien's skillful hands eased the knots on her muscles. "Yes… that feels so nice."

"I'll take care of you tonight, Love," he whispered behind her while he squeezed and glided his hands along her arms and then her back, pressing some pressure points that made her moan again. Her reaction was music to his ears—an approval that sent him wanting to please her in ways more than one.

They were positioned in the tub such that they faced the view of the sea, with the sky, the palm trees, and the water as their audience. It was calm that night, the gentle crashing of the waves and the soft dancing of the greenery outside was pleasing to watch that she kept her eyes open as she enjoyed the massage.

The tender rubbing motion of his thumb and fingers on her was heavenly. And from time to time, he would teasingly slide his hands closer to her full breasts. He was warm, and the sensation and the brushing of water against her flesh made her nipples erect—it was almost painful if she wasn't enjoying her state.

Katherine placed her hands on his thigh and gave him a bit of a rub, then she heard him groan in pleasure at the same time that she felt his growing shaft poke the small of her back.

Leaning more into him, she subtly moved her upper body so that her back rubbed his sensitive spot. He let out a heavy breath against her ear just before his lips found her neck's sensitive flesh where he sucked and soothed with his tongue.

Damien cupped her breasts and played with the nubs—slightly pinching them until he earned a wince of delight. He kneaded her globes, occasionally squeezing that they nearly spilled out of his large hands. Then his tongue flicked against the pulse of her neck, and her breathing got ragged. "Aahhh…"

"You taste so good," he murmured.

Keeping one hand playing with her breasts alternately, he slid the other downwards, caressing her abdomen. The anticipation of his touch on her center was overwhelming that she pushed her hip towards his hand.

"Touch me," she demanded. "Please."

Katherine didn't have to ask twice. She closed her eyes just as his fingers caressed her clit. "Mmmm… So good…" she breathed, and he continued rubbing her in circles, sliding up and down the slit of her core.

Her hand skated up his groin until she found his hard-on. He sucked on her earlobe with a grunt when she wrapped her fingers around his huge girth and stroked him. "Ugh. Yes."

An erotic gasp escaped her lips when Damien slid two fingers inside her. "Oh, my g—ah!" The rubbing of his thumb on her sweet knob surprised her that she abruptly gripped his hand that was pleasuring her core. His fingers went rigid, and she all but held it down further into her at the same time that she rode on his hand.

"More… More please, Damien…"

Her breast felt bare when he removed his hand. And she watched him press some buttons on the side of the tub. In the next second, warm bubbles started forming around them and in the middle of the tub—Damien had turned on the jet streams.

Katherine anticipated what he was going to do next as he carefully removed her hand from him, and then moved her towards the center where it was bubbling while his fingers were still inside her, keeping her full and pacified.

"Spread your legs," he ordered, at the same time that he lifted both her legs over his until the back of her knees touched his thighs—she was now spread-eagled inside the tub.

Then with a gentle nudge forward, Damien had her opening hovered over a jet stream. She gasped loudly as he removed his fingers out of her, but the gentle stream against her pussy replaced the sensation she missed just now, causing her to moan.

"Is that okay?" he probed, his hand brushing against her groin, making sure that she was positioned just right.

"Oh, my god, yes… so good…" she hummed. "So good…" The warm and bubbly stream hit her in the right places.

He captured her neck with his mouth once again, and she cried in pleasure when he bit her shoulder—it was just the right amount of pain she was looking for—and then his tongue relieved the same spot. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure that she welcomed and begged for more.

"Oh, fûck," Damien groaned as he cursed when Katherine grabbed his cock behind her and then rubbed him hard. The harshness of his tone gave her a sense of satisfaction, wanting to provide him with more pleasure like he was giving her at the moment.

"AAAHHH!!!" She let out a loud cry right after he slammed his hand on one of the buttons at the side of the tub—Damien had increased the pressure of the stream just as his fingers found her clit again. The intensity of everything that's happening to her all at once made her legs shake.

Katherine's back was pressed against his chest, but her hand didn't stop stroking up and down his hard length. Grunting, Damien thrust his swelling shaft into her hand.

They were both trembling in pleasure, hungry for more friction. Her fingers dug into his arm, and she begged for more as she chased her release.

"Damien! I'm—Ahhhh!!!" She cried out as his teeth met the flesh of her shoulder. "Almost there…"

"Not yet." His voice was hard and rough. "Hold it," he ordered.

She felt empty when his hands left her, but he held her steady as he beckoned her to face him. "Come."

Without hesitation, she got up and turned to face him. Then Katherine straddled on top of Damien and lowered herself until she felt the roof of his erection against her entrance.

"Tell me what you want," she asked, kissing his lips and teasing him as she ground on him.

He gripped her waist and pressed her to him as he said in a sexy, rough voice that sent jolts of shock down her core, "Ride me."