Page 87 of Twice as Tempting

Chapter 28

Kelly spent most of the night showing Damian how much she loved him, interspersed with a few short hours of shut-eye. It seemed like just when she was getting into a deep sleep mode, Damian would move or touch her in some way, and she’d become wide awake. And then she would touch him, and they’d end up making love again. At some point, in the wee hours of the morning, they collapsed, and Kelly didn’t rouse again until her nostrils were filled with a tantalizing scent.

“Rise and shine, princess. Your breakfast is here.”

Kelly’s eyes popped open, and she saw that Damian was waving a box of donuts under her nose. She stretched and then threw off the covers before she remembered that she was naked. She hadn’t bought any pajamas, nor could they be bothered to put on any clothes last night.

Damian gave her a sultry smile, set the donut box on the bed, and turned around to rifle through his duffle bag. “Here. Throw this on,” he said and handed her one of his long-sleeved t-shirts with a car logo on it.

“Is that coffee I smell too?” Kelly asked as she hurriedly donned the shirt.

“Yes, ma’am.”

She stood up on the bed and flung her arms around his neck, peppering him with kisses. “Have I told you how much I love you?”

“You’re just saying that now because I delivered your breakfast,” he teased, and then he lifted her off of the bed. “Let’s eat. I’m starved.”

A tall, steaming cup of coffee awaited her at the small oak dining table, and Kelly did a little dance of joy before plopping down in a chair.

“Wow! You’re unusually perky this morning,” Damian said as he sat down beside her.

“Well, why shouldn’t I be? I’m with the man I love in a cabin in the woods, and we have donuts! It doesn’t get much better than that.”

Damian gave her a satisfied grin before biting into an oversized cinnamon roll. “I hate to say this, but we should probably get going pretty soon. I told Jim that I’d be back today, and if we leave soon, I could still get a few hours of work in.”

“I know. I need to get back to work too.”

“Don’t worry, Kell. This won’t be our only getaway.”

She nodded and drained the rest of the coffee while she looked out over the lake one last time. It wasn’t a five-star hotel with all the amenities, but Kelly would never forget this place. Afraid that she was getting too sappy, she changed the subject. “Let’s take a shower, and then we’ll get on the road.”

While Damian cleared the table, Kelly gathered up her new underwear and toiletries, and they went into the bathroom together. “Now, if you’re really serious about leaving, there can be no shower sex. We simply wash and get out,” she instructed.

“I’ll try to restrain myself,” he said.

Kelly turned her back to him and reached into the shower stall to turn on the water and adjust the temperature. She then went about lining up her products neatly on the shelf inside the stall. During that time, she heard the thud of Damian’s clothes hitting the floor, but she didn’t turn around. With her back still to him, she removed his t-shirt, folded it neatly, and placed it on the bathroom counter. Satisfied that the water temperature was to her liking, she stepped inside and immediately tipped her head back into the warm spray. Her eyes were closed when she heard Damian come in, and after her hair was thoroughly wet, she opened her eyes.

Damian was practically on top of her in the tiny stall, and his eyes shone with an intoxicating mix of desire and adoration. She moved her eyes downward, over his muscular chest and tight abs, until she was met with absolute proof of his desire for her. It was enough to make Kelly want to break her own rule, and she started to reach for him…

Damian waggled his index finger in front of her face and said, “You said no shower sex, remember?” And with that, he reached behind her for the bottle of shampoo.

Kelly frowned. “But rules are meant to be broken,” she whined.

He simply ignored her and proceeded to suds up his thick crop of dark hair.

To avoid temptation, Kelly turned her back on him again and went about lathering up her own hair, taking extra time to massage the shampoo into her scalp. Next, she poured some strawberry-scented body wash onto her new body pouf and started cleansing herself, moving the pouf in slow circles, starting at her neck and shoulders and working her way down. When she bent over to reach her cherry red painted toes, Damian groaned, but she was determined to ignore him. She may have purposely bumped into him once or twice, and she was assured that his desire for her hadn’t waned.

“All set?” she asked after she had finished rinsing.

Damian was so close that she felt his body heat against her damp back.

“For now,” he muttered.

Kelly stepped out first and wrapped herself in a towel before handing one to him. Oh, the games weplay, she thought as she took her sweet time drying herself off. Damian stood next to her in front of the bathroom counter that had a lighted mirror above it. She kept glancing at him in the mirror while he dried off too, but anytime their eyes met, she quickly looked away. Once she was completely dry, she had no choice but to return the towel to the rack, and she took her time arranging it just so, fully aware that Damian’s eyes bored into her.

When she turned around, he was naked, his own towel lying in a puddle at his feet. Her eyes darted to the bathroom counter where she had left her pile of clothes, but they were no longer there. She peered around the hulking man before her and spied them lying neatly on top of the closed toilet lid. Kelly put her hands on her hips and tried to summon a look of reproach as Damian stalked toward her.

“I thought we said no sex this morning,” she said, reading the intent in his eyes.