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To my frustration, he stepped back at those words. His fingers closed around my wrist, just tight enough to be a little but not overly painful. He studied myface.
For a second I thought he was going to ask me why now, and I wasn’t totally sure what I’d tell him. I didn’t want to talk about Derek. I didn’t want to even think about Derek. That snake didn’t deserve any more space in mymind.
But that question wasn’t where Damon’s mind had gone after all. Or else he’d decided that part he didn’t need to know. “Did you come here because you want to have sex withmeor because you want to have sex with someone?” hesaid.
Oh. That was an easier one to answer. “I want you,” I said. “Very, very much. But if you’re asking whether you’re theonlyone I want, I’m not going to pretend it’s likethat.”
“So why pick metonight?”
If he’d known how well that question echoed Seth’s the other night, he probably would havecringed.
I gave him a little smile and the truth. “You’re the only one I know won’t shut me down out of some idea about my own good. So are we going to fuck orwhat?”
The crude words felt awkward coming out of my mouth. But they set off a blaze in Damon’s eyes. “Oh, I’ll make it good for you, angel. I promise you thatmuch.”
I didn’t have time to say anything about that, because the next second he was kissing me. Hard and hungry, his fingers twining into my hair and tensing against my scalp, need vibrating through his body. I gave myself over to the embrace, kissing him back. Whimpering when he tilted his head and his teeth grazed my lip. Wanting this, all of this passion and power, not just against my mouth but over every inch ofme.
In the depths of my chest, my sparkflared.
Damon kissed me again, walking me backward to the bed at the same time. When the backs of my legs hit the frame, he released my lips just long enough to yank my shirt up over my head. As my hair rained down around my face in its wake, he claimed my mouth again. I ran my hands up over the hot planes of his chest beneath his undershirt, and hegroaned.
At his push, we tipped over together. He braced himself over me, the muscles in his arms taut. He nipped the corner of my jaw and scraped his teeth down the side of my neck, sending a jitter of bliss through me. At the same time he leaned his weight onto one arm so the other hand could wrench down mybra.
The second his fingers closed around my bare breast, pleasure rippled through my chest. I moaned. “You like that, huh?” he murmured, flicking his thumb over the tip. “What about this? Tell me how much you needit.”
He twisted my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. A shock of mingled pain and pleasure jolted through me. I arched into his grasp, instinctively seeking more. The ache in my core now burned all through my body. The flame in my chest danced withit.
“I need this. I need you. Don’tstop.”
His laugh sounded raw. He pinched the peak of my breast again, bending down to test the other between his teeth. His knee slid between my legs, giving the slightest pressure to the spot where I wasneediest.
I let out another moan, rocking against his leg. I couldn’t help it. The rush of bliss and the exhilaration of my spark flaring brighter were carrying me away. Some part of me distantly remembered a plan to stay aware and in control, but it was too late. I was lost. And I didn’t mind even slightly. Not once in the times I’d brought to mind the steamiest scenes from my books and let my fingers travel between my legs had I ever felt close to thisgood.
And there was so much still ahead ofus.
Damon’s fingers tugged my breast, and I gasped. He shoved his hand behind my back to strip my bra right off me. I took advantage of the temporary pause to wrench at his undershirt. With a smirk, he peeled itoff.
He held himself still for a minute as I explored his chest. My thumb traced another scar that ran from just below his nipple to his sternum. “Such a tough guy,” Imurmured.
He glowered at me. “Don’t you forgetit.”
With that, he heaved me farther up the bed and grabbed the waist of my jeans. Anticipation tingled across my skin just below his fingers. I lifted my hips as he yanked the zipper down. He sucked in a breath, tugging the jeans off me. Then his hand slid over my panties to cup mysex.
My eyes rolled back as a wave of pleasure coursed through me. It urged my spark higher, hotter. “Damn,” Damon muttered, trailing his fingers over the dampness in the fabric. He slid them right under to test the wetness pooled at my core. “You are ready, aren’t you,angel?”
A giggle escaped me as I started to pant. “Not much of an angelanymore.”
Something tensed in Damon’s face. His hand stilled against me. He bent down until his nose touchedmine.
“You’ll always be an angel, Rose,” hesaid.
Before I could come up with an answer, he kissed me as hard as before. His forefinger curled up into my opening. I moaned against his mouth. I didn’t know how to do anything anymore but quiver with bliss and ride his hand for all I was worth. My spark twirled anddanced.
More. I wanted even more thanthis.
As he stroked me, I found the wherewithal to clutch at his jeans. Damon grunted and kicked them off. I reached for him again, the hard length of his cock beneath the thin cotton of his boxers. He shuddered as I pumped my hand. With a groan, he wrenched off the boxerstoo.
“Enough playingaround.”
