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Lifting my lashes, I held his gaze and wrapped my lips around his fingers. My essence exploded over my tongue, a salty, sweet taste I’d learned to enjoy because of him.
His pupils dilated as he withdrew from my mouth, gripped my jaw, and then covered my mouth with his.
The kiss was brutal, consuming, intoxicating, something I could lose myself in for hours.
I couldn’t help but whimper when he pulled back.
“It’s time for that long chat.”
“You want to chat with my brain all sex-addled?”
“I never intended to addle anything. But now that you mention it. Your predicament may help me get clearer answers since you won’t have time to dodge the questions.”
“Your sexual prowess is top-notch, Mr. Pierce. However, I need food, or those euphoric hormones swimming in my blood will disappear, and all your work will be for naught.”
“Then I better feed you.” He moved to the oven, opened it, pulled out a prepared tray, and set it on the counter.
Then he went to the refrigerator and gathered containers with prepared salads.
“You had food delivered?”
“No. I rarely, if ever, get takeout.” He glanced over his shoulder.
“You like to cook?”
“Why is that surprising? I enjoy my privacy. Therefore, I learned to cook.”
“And so, while I slept, you decided to make me dinner.”
“I made us dinner. It’s nothing fancy. Chicken with a white wine sauce and sautéed vegetables with a salad on the side.”
White wine sauce? Okay, that wasn’t fancy.
I smiled at him. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Over the next fifteen minutes, we filled our plates, sat in the breakfast nook, and ate in relative silence. It was comfortable, relaxed, without the need for unnecessary conversation.
With anyone else, long periods of quiet would have me questioning whether or not something was wrong. Damon made it easy just to be me.
Once we cleaned up from dinner, I leaned against the island and said, “I supposed you’ve been patient enough. I’ll let you off the hook. Let me have the inquisition.”
He smirked, approached me, and then caged me with his arms.
“It’s you who’s impatient for the questioning, Sophia. I can wait as long as necessary. Part of the fun is making you wonder what I plan to ask you.”
“Oh, so you’re fucking with my mind, am I correct?”
“I’m your Dom. My whole role is to fuck your mind before I ever come close to fucking your body.”
My core clenched, and arousal pooled between my legs.
“We are discussing two completely different scenarios.”
He leaned forward. “Are we?”
“What is it that you want to know, Damon? I know it has nothing to do with you being my Dom.”
