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Damen Leventis simply kissed her like she had always been his.
Honestly – she liked it that way.
It made her feel like all the time she had been dreaming of belonging to him, her Greek billionaire had also been dreaming about possessing her.
Damen had expected Mairi to protest, to perhaps pretend she was offended, frightened, or stunned at the fierceness of his need for her. But instead she became completely willing in his arms, her lips parting willingly even as she kissed him back with seemingly untutored passion.
He cupped her face, deepening his kiss as he did. His tongue pushed in, tasting her and becoming addicted to the sweetness of her in an instant. She whimpered against his lips, as if begging for a reprieve but that only made Damen kiss her harder. There was no fucking reprieve – not this time...not when his body was aching almost violently in his need to take her.
She gasped for breath when he finally released her mouth, and then she gasped again when his lips moved down, followed by his hands. As he nuzzled her neck, his hands cupped her breasts, fondling and kneading them like they were made for his touch.
Mairi arched her neck, her ability to speak or think blown away by the force of Damen’s passion. The simplest kiss, the briefest touch – all of it was more than enough to set her body on fire. And now, with his hands delving into the cups of her bra, his fingers gripping her bare breasts – the sensations it evoked were beyond anything she could imagine.
She had read about this so many times. She knew everything that could happen between a man and a woman, but the knowledge hadn’t prepared her for the reality. Oh, it so did not.
There was nothing as sexy as the harsh breathing sounds Damen made as he impatiently threw her blouse to the floor and tore her bra away, nothing as thrilling as the way his gaze devoured every inch of her, making Mairi feel like she wasn’t the too-curvy nerd she had always felt she was all her life.
Oh, and nothing – there was just nothing that could compare to the sheer pleasure she felt when he whispered to her, “You’re the hottest little thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
Mairi shuddered.
Oh, oh, dear – she really was falling hard and fast for Damen Leventis.
Damen groaned at the way Mairi’s breasts quivered when her body started to tremble. He snatched her back to his lap, his cock rising demandingly against his pants as Mairi automatically straddled him. He gritted out, “I’m not going to fuck you here. You deserve better than this – but at least let me make you come now.” It was the only way to stay sane until they reached the secluded villa he had booked for the rest of the week.
She swallowed.
He groaned again. “Dio, Mairi, didn’t I warn you not to swallow like that? You make me want to fuck your beautiful mouth.”
She was halfway to swallowing again when she realized what she was doing. “I can’t help it,” Mairi admitted nervously. Between her legs, Damen’s cock felt too long, too hard, and just too impossibly large to fit inside her. It made her move restlessly but she stopped when Damen growled.
“Stop moving!”
She froze, her thighs automatically pressing together, causing her mound to rub against his cock.
“Fuck.” He was too fucking close now. “Tell me I can make you come now.” His voice was rough and commanding, and she loved it.
Mairi whispered, “Yes.”
The word was barely out of her mouth when Damen moved with incredible speed. The next thing she knew, she was on her back with her skirt unzipped and he was pulling it down her legs.
Oh. My. God.
This was really happening.
It was really happening.
Damen was working on her silk panties now, pulling it down just as swiftly. But instead of throwing it on the floor, he stuffed it inside his pants pocket.
He caught her confused frown as her panties disappeared into his pocket. “It’s mine now.”
Her eyes widened, as if she had never heard someone say something like that to her. She looked so innocent he almost believed her. But then he remembered how she was with Ioniko Vlahos and he pushed the thought away. She was simply playacting. If anything, he was likely the first of her dozens of lovers to even take the time to explain his plans with her underwear.
Mairi whimpered, trying to close her legs when Damen’s gaze centered on the core of her womanhood. “Please don’t stare,” she begged.
She sounded extremely embarrassed. Maybe none of her past lovers had ever gone down on her, Damen thought with a frown. “Relax, darling,” he said gently, running a calming hand against the silky softness of her leg. He bent down, his chest pressing down on her breasts as he took her lips, kissing her luxuriously until he felt her relaxing.
