Page 142 of Don't Tell (Don't 1)


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I pulled his head between my hands to steady the impact. I didn’t want him to divert all my attention. It would take about two seconds before that happened.

“Like Sebastian?” I questioned.

“Mmmhmm.” He bit at my nipple. “See the problem there?”

“Yes. But that’s an incredible price to pay.”

“Membership does have its benefits,” he teased. His tongue raked over the hard point.

I tried to understand the club. The society. The risk Damon took to be a member. What he was willing to pay for me. My head spun.

My fingers relaxed, giving him full access to my breast.

“Oh shit,” I whispered. I spiraled under his control.

He crawled on top of me. “This night is far from over,” he warned. “No more talk about The Talon. I’m never going back there.” He knelt over me. His eyes smoldered with want.

“Neither am I.” I tried hard to keep a serious face, but I burst into a fit of laughter.

“Hilarious.” His hands landed on my waist, twisting my hips until I was pinned on my stomach.

I could feel the tautness of his thighs as he pressed into me, raising my ass in the air. Every ounce of him dripped with power and strength. There wasn’t a part of his bo

dy that wasn’t toned with athletic precision.

His disciplined workouts might have been a leftover side effect of the Royal Navy, but when I looked at him I saw more than how hot he was. I saw a man who ran an entire country. Who had the weight of his citizens on his shoulders. A man who fought to find freedom in strange places like The Talon.

He was willing to give all of that up. For me.

I had surrendered to him, but he had done the same. We had jumped off the cliff together.

My palms supported me as Damon pushed inside me, jostling me forward with his strength. Filling me. Connecting with me. Loving me.

My body tightened with anticipation as he reared back and sank inside me again. I pushed into him, hungry for more. Eager for the friction his body gave.

“Oh, Molly.” His fingers dug into my flesh as he thrust into me. “Come for me,” he demanded.

“Ahh,” I cried. How did we keep doing this? Finding a higher cliff to climb. A higher place to jump. How did he keep showing me new ways to enjoy sex?

My body was ready to detonate around him.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy like this.”

My breasts grazed the sheets, bouncing as Damon took me with possession and determination. He fucked me slow and deep, drawing the climax from my core with torturous strokes.

“Come,” he commanded.

And I was lost. I convulsed wildly as we both skyrocketed to the highest peak before collapsing in our rapture.

Damon rolled on his side, tucking me next to him. He kissed me gently on the shoulder. “I do love you, Molly.”

I could hear the sleepy haze in his voice.

My eyes grew heavy. “I love you, too.”

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Damon

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