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Chapter Twenty
BRIA
Back at our penthouse, I stroll toward the floor-to-ceiling windows, the full moon casting light over the city, hiding the stars. Damien trails light kisses over my exposed shoulder and neck, and goose bumps erupt on my skin. He unzips my dress, his fingers awakening my body, and I remain only in my black lace thong. He drops on his knees, grabs my hips, and peels off the almost non-existent material.
It turns me on, the way he’s fully dressed as I’m completely exposed, his to take, to pleasure. His intense, fully dilated pupils bore into mine, reaching my core, spiking my arousal. He kisses my belly and hips as one of his hands wanders lower, parting my lips, coaxing my pleasure.
“I want to take you to bed and fuck you in a hundred different ways. Come, baby. Now.”
His tongue and fingers work together in perfect synchronization. I grip his shoulders, and my head falls back. A pleasure-induced moan parts my lips as I shatter to pieces before his eyes.
A satisfied smirk plasters on his face. I recover while he undresses and picks me up, hard and ready between my legs.
He places me on the bed on my hands and knees and drives into me with one powerful thrust, pushing me forward. His lips kiss down my spine.
“I fantasized about this all fucking night. Tonight tested my control. I had a constant hard-on, all because of you.” I tilt my head and catch his eyes turn to liquid steel. Tremors of pleasure rock me from within as he grazes my earlobe. “We won’t get a lot of sleep tonight.”
He takes me rough and unrestrained. I come, questioning if I’ll be able to walk straight by the time he’s done with me. I smile to myself as Damien reappears with a wet hand towel. After tending to me, he holds me pressed to his chest, kissing my hair.
“I’m sorry, baby, if I was too rough.”
“I kind of like when you lose control a bit,” I say, and his lips arch into a full grin.
“I’ll keep that in mind. Now, sleep, baby.” My thumb caresses the contour of his full lips.
“Always so bossy.” He kisses the tip of my finger, while our gazes hold the other.
“I love you more than my life, Bria.”
***
I open my eyes and stretch, the smile widening on my face while remembering last night when I pick up my phone and blink, panic bubbling to the surface. There’s not much time until everyone arrives.
I ignore the many calls and also the messages my mother and my future mother-in-law left. Discarding my phone, I rub the sleep away. I need to wake up and fast.
Damien steps inside the room carrying a breakfast tray. I take my medicine with some orange juice and spread strawberry jam and butter on a croissant. I dig in, smiling at where a red rose rests on the tray. When we finish, he crawls between my legs, taking my lips into a heart swooning kiss. Happiness flows through me. I throw my arms around his neck and kiss him like there is no beginning or end without him. For me, there isn’t.
I pick up the rose and place it over my heart.
“Thank you for being the man I can’t stop loving.” I caress his face, and some color spreads on his high cheeks.
“I made a promise, baby, that I’ll make it my life’s goal to make you happy. To see your smile like this at me . . . to wake up next to you. To hear your beautiful heart beat for me . . .” He pauses, as if remembering it could have all ended. My heart squeezes, and through a gulp, he adds, “You’re my wonder, baby. I’ll give you the world.”
“I just want you, Damien, you’re more than enough.” He bends and kisses me.
“You deserve the world and more, everything and nothing less.”
I have no idea what he thinks he could give me more of, but I will enjoy watching him try.
***
After I load the breakfast plates into the dishwasher, Damien calls for me. I follow the sound of his voice to the bathroom and peek inside. He lies beneath bubbles and hundreds of rose petals. He crooks a finger at me to join him.
“I love how you lavish me with attention, but is today special? Did I forget something?” I narrow my eyes at him as I undress and settle myself between his legs.
“No, baby, it's just a thank you for being mine.”
