Author's Note: This is the last part of "Goddess of Song". However, I have written a short story that is outside the main storyline that I will submit soon after. Hopefully the site will allow me to post the short story also in the Novel/Novella section. If you want to make sure you don't miss the story, please visit my member profile page to catch up on it.
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CHAPTER 7
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Loretta dreamt she was back in high school.
She was in her pony tail and glasses while wearing sweat shirts and sweat pants. In this dream, she was in the computer lab editing a music video on her laptop. Somehow, she kept screwing up the editing process; she grew increasingly frustrated.
She looked up in her dream and saw, at the far end of the lab, Damien and Hayley making out.
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No!
" She screamed with all her might, her mind once again going through the trauma.
She woke up.
She found herself alone in her spacious master bedroom. The curtains were drawn and the room was dark. Thin sweat covered her body.
She panicked for a moment before reality set in and she remembered who she was. She was no longer Loretta Atkinson the high school student. She had become Loretta, goddess of song.
Still, her panic did not complete subside. She looked around searching for Damien. He wasn't there.
She looked at the time of her cellphone. It was 730AM. He was always up before 6. It was she who overslept since her personal trainer didn't come on Sundays.
Loretta relaxed and stretched her body. She checked the calendar on her cell: the only thing Jeanne had planned for her today was brunch with Mike Faye. Jeanne would meet her and Mark at the brunch place. Then, she would have the whole day to herself. Well, herself and Damien.
What Jeanne didn't know was that in the evening, the FBI agents that had been contacting her would be visiting. Loretta had kept Jeanne in the dark the whole time, and Damien and the rest of the security team had agreed that it would be best to continue to do so. Jeanne could be easily unnerved and was not good at lying; Loretta did not want Jeanne to be in danger.
The thought of being able to spend a day together with Damien, which would be the first time since they've resolved their past, put a smile on her face.
She had always found Damien attractive.
In high school, he was not the most popular guy, but he had his own little fan club. He attracted a certain type of girl because while he was good looking and had a ripped body, he was not a big talker. He did not spend time complimenting girls, nor did he waste time in peacocking, so girls like Hayley did not find him as appealing. Instead, he was down to earth, spoke only when spoken to, and was very direct in his answers. Nerdy girls like Loretta found that combination incredibly hot.
Loretta got the feeling that Damien had no idea he had a following. He was oblivious because he was only looking towards girls like Hayley.
The bedroom door opened and Damien walked in. His hair was wet and he had changed into a plain shirt and shorts, suggesting he had already finished his morning swim and showered.
He physique oozed sex and Loretta felt her body tingle. The maturity that came with age and experience only made him hotter; coupled with the occasional hints dropped by Bryan that he was a badass Marine, and she was practically melting. Plus, how could one stay angry at a guy who had a hilarious yet compassionate friend like Bryan?
Loretta smiled and wriggled her body, "Is it hot outside?"
"It's not too bad yet, but probably will be." Damien sat down at the edge of the bed.
She was wearing a tank top and pajama shorts that covered very little of her curvy body. Loretta stretched her body, then flipped to her side. She absentmindedly ran her fingers along his thighs and asked, "Hey, after the brunch, want to go with me to the Farmers Market?"
A sparkle set off in Damien's eyes. "Sure. Mark says he's running a bit late, but he'll be here soon. We have time."
His hand stroked up and down her bare thighs. Loretta cooed from the sensation. The morning was off to a good start.
She slid her body across the sheets, grinding her breasts against the bed while raising her tight ass up into the air like a purring kitten. Damien's hands went over her lower back, down her round behind, and started rubbing her slit over her shorts. His touch was soft and deliberate, which made the contact all the more exhilarating.
"Ohh..." Loretta moaned in her sweet voice. Her pussy was aching from his touch. She could already feel her canal releasing juices to lubricate her entrance.
Loretta licked her lips and gave him a pleading smile, "Put your fingers inside me, please..."
Damien smiled back. He pulled her loose shorts and the panties under to the side, then slid his fingers easily into her wet hole. He started with just his middle finger, but as it became clear that she needed more, he slid two fingers in and out of her.
Loretta groaned loudly as her eyes became dreamy. Getting finger fucked while still having her panties and shorts on was incredibly erotic for her. In her dizzying state, she stared at the rising erection that was poking through his shorts. Her lips felt dry. She desperately wanted a piece of him.
"I want to suck you. Give it to me..." Loretta propped herself up on one elbow while reaching out with the other hand to help Damien get out of his shorts. He temporarily let go of her and removed his shirt.
Loretta got up and knelt on the bed to face her man. His eyes were burning with lust and Loretta nearly came from just his stare. She could not recount the number of times he had been standing near her as her bodyguard, and in the few occasions their eyes met, how much restraint she had to muster to not just drop everything and ask him to fuck her right then and there.
She grinned and pulled her tank top over her head, then wriggled out of her shorts and panties. She looked the raging erection with hunger and was about to bend down to take it into her mouth, when Damien stopped her and said, "I want to eat you."
Loretta had a naughty smile, "That's easy enough to do."
She pulled him on to the bed and had him lie on his back. Then, taking all the time in the world, she slowly turned around and hovered her pussy over his face. Before she could get his cock into her mouth, he had already started eating her out. His tongue circled, licked, and sucked at her sensitive nub. Loretta screamed.
"Ahhh, fuck...you need to wait for me to start...ahhhhh, wait please...!"
Damien ignored her and continued to attack her clit. Loretta mustered enough energy between waves of pleasure to take him into her mouth. She loved sucking him. He was hard and hot. She relaxed her jaw and shoved his length down her throat, then back up, then down again. Between the up and downs, she would pop it out of her mouth, lick along the shaft from the bottom to the top, then lightly circle her tongue around the sensitive tip. He had to pause his action on her pussy and focus on the pleasure she was giving him; hearing his heavy breathing made Loretta proud of herself.
She wrapped her warm hands around the bottom of his shaft, taking the rest of it into her mouth again. She coordinated her hand and mouth movement to suck him harder and in a sustained rhythm. She moaned loudly with his cock in her mouth as he resumed licking her pearl. She had to stop and scream when his tongue traced her labia and probed into her opening.
"Oh god, Damien...oh god!" She felt her hole filled with his tongue while his finger swiftly stimulated her clit. Her mind exploded into a thousand pieces. Her pussy convulsed and spilled out sweet nectar that dripped down over his face. She felt annihilated and victorious at the same time.
She tried to gather herself as she remained on all fours with her flooding pussy still over him, "Oh fuck...that was so good...where do you want me to finish you? You want to come inside my mouth or down there?"
"Turn around, Ettie," She heard Damien respond in a soft voice, "I want to see you."
She turned around to face him and was immediately pulled in for a passionate kiss. Damien flipped her under him and gently entered her, though he was already big and stretching her out. Loretta let out a groan from deep within her lungs. She was being filled up.
Damien caressed her face. His actions were tender, but his words were setting her on fire, "You are a little horny slut today."
Loretta arched her back and let the sensation of the words wash over her. She whispered back, "I'm a horny slut for you every day."
Her response ignited him. He began to thrust into her with force. Her body tensed up from the renewed assault, her fingers digging deep into his back; her legs had lost all strength. She wanted to feel all of him - his masculinity, his lustful desires, and hidden underneath his reticence, a primal show of aggression. In return, she wanted him to savor all she had to offer him: her song-like moans, her luscious body, and her unwavering drive to please him.
"Say my name." He demanded as he drove deep into her and was rapidly approaching release, "I want to hear you say it."
"Damien...Damien..." Loretta closed her eyes to feel the sensation of her own pending climax as she uttered his name in utmost piety, "Love me...please! I want you, all of you!"
He fulfilled her plea. Their bodies moved and shivered in unison and pushed both of them to the peaks of bliss at the same time. Loretta saw stars exploding bright inside her eyes. For a brief moment, she forgot to breathe or think. It was an unbelievable orgasm.
She exhaled slowly and felt the hot cum inside her body. She could not express how much she loved the feeling of being the receptacle of his sexual lust.
Now that the moment of passion has passed, Loretta settled down and looked into Damien's eyes. They both chuckled.
Loretta looked at the time. She still needed to shower, get dressed, do her own hair and makeup before having brunch with Mike Faye. She jumped off the bed to get herself ready.
Bryan and David stayed home on Sundays, though they would be arriving later that night to meet with the FBI. Mark drove her and Damien to the brunch place. Loretta noticed that Mark was fast becoming friends with Damien.
The brunch with Mike Faye was productive. Both Jeanne and Loretta were now excited about the world tour.
