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Why did saying that scrape her throat and scour her heart so painfully?
His smile didn’t disappear, but Reiko sensed the change in the atmosphere—a sudden chill, as if she’d struck a nerve. Thankfully the car pulled up at his penthouse.
Damion set her free and she alighted.
Once they were back in his penthouse, she turned towards the hallway. ‘I think I’ve stayed up long enough to reduce the worst of the jet lag, so I’ll head to bed now.’
‘Running away?’ he taunted softly.
‘Retreating. Like the very wise ninja that I am.’
‘What’s between us isn’t going to go away.’
‘Wanna bet?’
His jaw tightened. ‘It isn’t a game.’
‘No, it isn’t. Which is why you should let it go. Pursue it and you’ll end up very disappointed. I’ve told you that over and over. Why won’t you listen to me?’
Shrugging out of his jacket, he flung it over the back of a chair. The breadth of his shoulders and the sheer physical power in his movements threatened to further melt her brain. So, despite her intention to retreat, she remained rooted to the spot as he rounded the sofa and grabbed her arms. The heat that never stayed banked when he was near flared to roaring life inside her.
‘Because you haven’t given me a good reason to. What did you mean by you can’t have sex?’ His thumbs rubbed back and forth, causing a low moan to rise within her.
Ruthlessly, she bit it down. ‘Maybe I’m into girls now?’
His rich, throaty laugh made her pulse race faster.
‘No, cherie, you most certainly are not into girls. You’re into men. More specifically, you’re into me. So much so, your whole body vibrates with the sensations I cause inside you. Try again.’
Impossibly, Reiko began to waver. ‘You think you’re so good at this, don’t you?’
He frowned. ‘Good at what?’
‘The relentless battering. You think you can wear me down.’
His frown cleared. ‘We both want the same thing.’
‘No!’ Reiko shouted, cursing under her breath when her voice emerged wobbly and tear-soaked. ‘Believe me, we don’t.’
‘Why? What would happen if you gave in to me?’
‘I can’t.’ She knew without a shadow of a doubt that she would never survive revealing herself to Damion only to have him walk away from her again.
She trembled when he cupped her face in his hands. Transfixed, she watched his head descend, the promise of his firm, pleasure-giving lips drawing ever closer. She clenched her fists, clamping them to her sides to keep from touching him the way every fibre of her being yearned to.
His lips seared over hers. Her moan broke free. With a soft grunt of satisfaction Damion deepened the kiss, sliding one hand behind her head to hold her in place while the other performed the same task around her waist, bringing her close to his hard, whipcord body. Securing her exactly where he wanted her, he set about giving her a blistering demonstration of just how good he was.
Within moments Reiko?
??s lips opened beneath his, inviting the bold invasion of his tongue, which he swept through without mercy. She whimpered, the need to touch him a fever raging through her blood.
But at the back of her mind, she knew that was the one thing saving her from giving in totally to this madness. Touch had become her one saviour. Touch grounded her, anchored her to reality. At least it had until she’d met Damion again. Now he’d stripped even that safe anchor from her. Now she knew the moment she touched him she would be swept away. And she couldn’t afford to be swept away—couldn’t afford the wrenching heartache that would come with exposing herself to him.
Sensing he’d lost some of his potent connection, Damion pulled back a fraction. His mouth didn’t completely leave hers but she felt him stiffen slightly.
‘Reiko?’ he rasped against her lips.
‘Let me go.’
