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‘I changed my mind.’
Her eyes were on his, and then on his mouth. The desire to kiss him was so powerful she almost didn’t care that they were in a public place. ‘Everyone is looking at us.’
‘Then it’s probably time to leave.’ He rose to his feet and held out his hand to her.
Polly endured the drive home in an agony of sensual anticipation and the moment they closed the door of the penthouse he hauled her against him and divested her of her dress in one slick move that had her gasping.
Equally impatient, she ripped at his shirt, sending buttons flying.
‘I want you—’ His voice unsteady, Damon pressed her back against the wall and lifted her easily, encouraging her to wrap her thighs around his hips.
She was so ready, so desperate after an evening of watching him on the dance floor, that when she felt him against her she gave a low moan of encouragement and arched her hips to towards him. His fingers gripping her thighs, he entered her with a slow, controlled strength that made her gasp his name. The gasp turned to a sob as she felt him deep inside her and for a moment she stilled, her hand on the sleek skin of his back, her eyes tightly closed as she absorbed the enormity of the pleasure.
‘You feel fantastic.’ He groaned the words against her mouth and then withdrew and surged into her again, building a rhythm so skilled, so perfect, that her senses caught fire.
Her hands were in his hair, then on his shoulders, and they kissed like savages, biting, licking, feasting as she met each hard thrust with the same frantic desperation. It was primal and out of control, sex at its most basic, a slaking of a physical need that was stronger than both of them.
She came in an exquisite rush of pleasure, her body tightening around his and sending him spinning into the same place.
For what seemed like ages, neither of them moved.
Then he lowered her gently, his forehead against hers. ‘Sorry—’ his voice was husky ‘—the bedroom was too far.’
Polly was dizzy with the intensity of it. His lack of control made her feel like a sex goddess. ‘No need to apologise—’
‘Better get there quickly before it happens again—’ He scooped her up again and strode through to the bedroom while Polly reflected briefly on the startling fact that she actually liked it when someone else took control.
Her last coherent thought before he brought his mouth down on hers was that she never wanted it to end.
As dawn broke, Polly sat up carefully, trying not to wake him, but a strong hand shot out and pulled her back down again.
‘Where do you think you’re going?’
‘Back home.’
‘No, you’re not.’ His hand slid into her hair and he kissed her with a slow thoroughness that melted her limbs. ‘You’re sleeping here. With me.’
She really ought to leave, she thought groggily, but he pulled her into the circle of his arms, trapping her against him.
It felt good, she thought, and the intensity of that feeling terrified her. She’d always avoided this situation, hadn’t she? She’d always protected herself from that depth of emotion because she’d seen how fragile relationships were. She’d grown up watching her father’s relationships crumble to dust.
But with Damon—
Bombarded with alien feelings that were as terrifying as they were exciting, she stilled in his arms and he turned his head, those dark eyes sharp and astute as he sensed the change in her.
‘What’s the matter?’
‘Nothing.’
‘Don’t lie to me. I always know when you’re keeping something from me. Tell me what’s wrong and I’ll fix it.’ His voice husky and sexy and he slid his hand behind her head and drew her head towards him.
Tell me what’s wrong and I’ll fix it.
Polly felt a warmth flow through her. It wasn’t just that he made her feel like the sexiest woman alive, he was fiercely protective and that was a whole new experience for her.
Was it wrong to enjoy the fact that someone was looking out for her?
His gaz
