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“I always choose.”
“You’re giving me another son. You get to choose.”
She smiled before she walked out the door. “Good answer.”
He followed behind her, his hand on her ass.
Now that I worked during business hours, my nights were always free.
There was only one way I wanted to spend it. Are you home?
Depends. Are you naked?
Even if I said yes, I’d have to put on clothes to get over there.
No, you don’t.
I laughed to myself. Does that mean you’re free?
Get your ass over here, Annabella.
I took a cab to his place and entered his bedroom fifteen minutes later. Dinner for two was set on the table, along with a single white candle.
In his boxers, he walked to me and kissed me in greeting. “You aren’t naked.”
“I didn’t want to get arrested.”
He winked. “I would have bailed you out.”
I pulled my shirt over my head and immediately got undressed.
His eyebrow rose as he watched me.
I left on my bra and panties. “How’s this?”
“Better.”
I smiled before I kissed him again, feeling that same electricity every time we touched. My hands moved to his bare chest as I got high off the feeling, leaving all my baggage at the door and feeling nothing but good.
His hand slid into my hair as he deepened the kiss.
“I like it when you do that,” I whispered against his lips.
He stopped kissing me so he could stare for a moment. “I know.” He rubbed his nose against mine before he kissed me again, his hand digging deeper into my hair. He gave me his breaths and his tongue, his strong arm wrapping around my frame and keeping me tight against his physique.
I had been hungry when I walked inside, but now I couldn’t care less about the gourmet meal just feet away. My hand cupped his face as I fell deeper into him, my lips trembling because it felt so good, felt better than it ever did with anyone else. It was spiritual, adventurous, beautiful.
He guided me to his bed and got me on my back, his large size moving on top of me as he pinned me down. He left my bra on but got my bottoms off before he kicked off his own. Then he was inside me a moment later, his hand pinning both of my wrists to the mattress as he thrust, his eyes locked on to mine.
I fought against his hold, desperate to touch him after he’d made me feel so good. “Damien…”
He squeezed me harder. “You want to touch me, Annabella?”
My ankles tightened around his waist, and I pulled him closer. “Yes…”
After a quiet groan, he released my wrists and dug his hand into my hair again.
Once my nails scratched down his back, I moaned loudly, unleashed and enjoying him fully. It was like taking a hit of the most potent drug on the black market, the way he set my nerves on fire and brought me such joy. Sex wasn’t always this good, wasn’t always this perfect, but with him…it was heaven. “I don’t want to share you…with anyone.” My fingers dug into his hair, and I rocked with him, lost in those sexy eyes. I didn’t know why I said that because he was already mine. It just came out.
“Annabella.” He placed a few kisses to the corner of my mouth then on my jawline. Slowly, he made his way to my ear, venturing along my neckline before he breathed against the shell of my ear. “I’m yours as long as you want me.”
He sat across from me and ate his dinner quietly, making eye contact with me or looking out the window to the darkness outside. An open bottle of wine was on the table, and our glasses were constantly refilled. He relaxed in his chair instead of holding himself with constant rigidness, like he had nothing to hide. When he did look at me, he stared…like he wanted me to know how hard he was looking.
One knee was bent against my chest as I ate the delicious dinner Patricia made. But the most delicious thing on the menu was the man across from me, the quiet man who said more with his expression than his lips. He’d changed my life that day I walked into the bank. He’d helped me when anyone else would have blown me off because of the small balance in my bank account. Then he saw something worthwhile in me and chased me until he got what he wanted.
What did he see in me? He was the sexy motherfucker. He was the man who could have any woman he wanted—have them all at the same time. He knew how to be with a woman, how to connect with body, mind, and soul. He was smart and successful, and he wasn’t ashamed to be who he was—to tell the truth unapologetically.
