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His face turns to raw lust. I like my boldness, the freedom it gives me in return. He lays motionless, eyeing me with an intensity that tells a story of at least a hundred sinful ways of loving me.
I dash toward the bathroom. Peeking over my shoulder, an expression of bewilderment and hunger is plastered on his face. Before I close the door, he finds his voice. I quiver at his husky tone, “What do you think will happen when I find you?”
He will come. Damien would never waste such an opportunity, but I’m ready for him. After bursting inside the bathroom, his eyes linger on my naked body. I am on my knees with a daring look on my face. I’m on a mission to give him what he gave me, an earth-shattering orgasm and nothing less.
“Bria, baby, you have my undivided attention.”
I force myself to remain serious. He approaches me, and I grip and stroke him at a steady pace. Damien fights for balance as he throws his head back and hisses. I put him in my mouth, and his whole posture chases after a release. His body tenses up, and he throws his head back. I don’t stop until I deliver.
“That was . . . no words, baby.”
He helps me up. We both stand on shaky feet, our breaths heavy as we step inside the open shower. We wash each other, the intimacy between us enveloping us fully.
The hot water soothes our skin, relieving our muscles. The tenderness in which he shampoos my hair, how he lavishes my body with his ministrations, melts me to liquid love. He pampers every inch of my skin, and warmth spreads through every part of me. His eyes light up when finding mine, as if I am the most precious thing to him, a wonder coming real for him alone.
We kiss, testing, and exploring until our skin prunes. He leads us out and dries me as I enjoy the brush of the soft towel on my skin. He presses a light kiss on the top of my head.
“I’ll be in the office, baby, if you need me.”
Alone in the bathroom, I dry my hair into loose curls and put lotion on my body. I’m more than content, and the reflection in the mirror agrees with me.
How did I live without this man for so long? My heart constricts at the memory, remembering I wasn’t living. I was solely existing.
Chapter Ten
BRIA
After dressing in a pair of jeans and a baby-doll pink top, I pull my hair into a messy bun, then grab my phone from the nightstand. It is time to make some calls. I drag a lungful of air, breathing in and out. My brother will forgive me eventually, and I hope Quinn’s disappointment won’t last.
Quinn doesn’t answer when I call, so I head toward the kitchen. When I pass Damien’s office, I freeze at the sight of his head hanging and the pleading tone to his voice. Whoever he’s speaking to, the topic of discussion must be important. He would never plead with anyone, not even to save himself.
The urge to eavesdrop is hard to ignore, but I continue into the kitchen. I am here if he wants to confide in me. I pour myself a glass of orange juice, sit down on a barstool, and redial Quinn’s number. This time he picks up right away. A bolt of anxiety strikes my insides, my entire body clenching.
“Hi, Dad.”
“Sweetie, how are you?”
“Let me say something quickly before I lose my nerve. I love you, Dad, but Damien’s the love of my life and I’m tired of fighting my feelings for him. I’m happy. He makes me happy,” I blurt and then take a deep inhale while a pause stretches out on the other end of the line.
“This is the reason you haven’t called sooner? I must have done something wrong if you were afraid of my reaction.”
“No, absolutely not. It’s just . . . I need your approval, and you not being fine with it messes with me. Great, I’m basically emotionally blackmailing you, which is even worse. I’m nervous. Why am I so nervous? Okay, I will just shut up and try to calm down.” My rambling earns me a chuckle from him, and I relax.
“Bria, we went through too much for you to be jittery. You’re twenty-five, an adult, and I have always respected your decisions, both the good and bad ones. Understand that my opinion has formed over years of seeing you in pain and in a dark place. I’m relieved you put it behind you. I’m also proud of your progress, as well as thankful. I just want you to be happy.” I leave the barstool and walk toward the window, some sunrays jumping on the glass. “But I need time to convince myself it’s the best one for you.” I nod even though he can’t see me. His reaction is better than expected.
“I called to invite you to my parents’ place on Saturday. Damien and I have an announcement to make. I’d really like you to be there. Are you able to make it?”
“I will be there.”
“Thank you, Dad.”
“I’d ask what the secrecy is all about, I already know the answer, don’t I?”
“I guess you do.”
“Congratulations, then.”
“Your words mean everything to me,” I rasp, too many emotions battling for a place, but mostly love and gratitude.
