He grinned with absolute delight when she whimpered up at him, giving her body over to him to own without a fight. She was enjoying herself of course, so why shouldn't she let him be the one in control? At least for now. But Damon was lost in her, losing his eager rhythm, just starting to move raggedly, desperate for any kind of pleasure he could gain from the woman and also give her in return. He leaned down and licked his way up her neck, back to her lips that he pressed his mouth and tongue against with fervor, moaning in the process. She was intoxicating and Damon could honestly spend a whole day just making love to her and kissing her sweet lips. "Enjoying that, darling," he breathed out in question.