Nora strips for Damien

Nora's eyes narrowed as she matched his gaze. In a series of swift, jerky movements, Nora stripped off her clothes, removing each item with a mix of pride and defiance. She shrugged off the blazer of her pantsuit and dropped it onto the floor. She unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off of her. She reached into the waistband of her pants and slid them down her legs, leaving her standing there in her lacy bra and panties.

She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra with a swift, practiced motion. She let it slip down her arms and revealed her small, perky breasts. She had always been insecure about her small breasts but somehow, standing in front of Damien, she felt a newfound confidence in them. She slid her panties down to the ground and stood tall and naked in front of him, her dark skin glowing under the light.

"You see. I'm not afraid of my body. I own it and no one, especially not you, has any control over it," she growled with satisfaction.

Damien cupped Nora's cheek with his hand. He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers in a deep and tender kiss. Her mind, the mind that had inspired women and intimidated men, screamed for her to pull away, to slap him for his brazenness. But the other side of her, the one that she had suppressed for too long, leaned into the kiss and parted her lips to let him in. She felt his tongue explored hers and she tasted him, tasting something dark and intoxicating.

Nora broke away, her breath ragged and her heart pounding. "How dare you kiss me!" she hissed, her voice laced with shock and anger. She stared up at him and felt a flush of heat within her. No, not him she thought. Yes, him she thought at the same time.

Then she did something that surprised even herself.

She grabbed the sides of his face and pulled him in for a kiss. As their lips met, she shoved her tongue into his mouth and tasted more of him. Her second taste was even more intoxicating that the first. She knew that she shouldn't do this but her body, hungry for more, wanted it.

She felt his lips trace a line of fire down her neck as he moved down her body until he reached her breasts. She gasped and leaned her head back as she felt his cool, firm hands cup her breasts and stroke her hardening nipples. She felt the heat burning between her legs and it felt exhilarating. He coaxed responses from her that she didn't think were possible, certainly not with the timid men she had been with in the past. She was losing control and, though there was part of her that wanted to fight it, there was another part of her that wanted to surrender to it.

Damien knelt before her. He gripped her thighs and spread them with his fingers, revealing her dark pussy lips. Nora's breath hitched as she felt his breath on her pussy. There was still time to put a stop to this. She could always say no and walk away from him. He was a symbol of everything that she had ever fought against and here she was, about to let him taste her most intimate place.