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“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“Tell me what you’re hearing.”
“My hold on you is that you’re in love with me.”
His green irises burned into mine as if I stared directly into a raging fire. After a few seconds, he swallowed and then nodded.
“Damon,” I whispered.
“Sophia.”
I wasn’t sure who moved first. All I knew was that our hands were on the other within seconds, and his mouth covered mine.
This kiss wasn’t anywhere near soft or sweet. It scaled closer to all-consuming and branding. Our tongues dueled, tasting, savoring, consuming. Damon nipped and bit my lower lip, leaving a delicious sting meant to coax my desire higher.
He fisted my hair and walked me backward until he pinned me to the rack of red fabrics. He scored his teeth down the column of my throat and neck, making goose bumps prickle all over my skin.
I wanted to touch him, trace his muscles, get him naked. But he held my arms immobile, taking all of my control.
Breaking our embrace, he stared at me, face flush, breath coming out in short pants, eyes dilated, turning them into rings of bright green. The untamed, feral desire on his face had my breast swelling and nipples beading into painful peaks.
As he kept his heated gaze on me, he tugged the front zipper of my dress down, exposing my black lace bra and matching thong. Then, he pushed the straps of my dress down my shoulders, letting the designer material pool at my feet before tracing his fingers over my collarbone, between my cleavage, and up to my throat.
The press of his fingers along the column of my neck sent my mind and body into a riot of painful desire and need.
His man possessed the ability to seduce with his mere presence or the slighted touch. When his focus was on me, I saw nothing but him.
He skimmed his lips over mine and murmured, “You are so fucking beautiful.”
“Damon,” was all I could say.
He cast a spell over me, locking me inside. I had no desire to escape.
A shiver slid down my spine when he reached above my head, where a loose length of crimson silk hung from different rafters.
The racks behind me held thousands of pounds of expensive fabrics, making them secure and something he could use to keep me in place.
I scanned the perimeter of the room. There had to be cameras in here, keeping surveillance. There was even a possibility of a security guard sweeping the area on a routine inspection.
A pang of unease tickled my stomach. Could I risk more tabloid scandals? It was already too late. I stood before this man, nearly naked, while he was fully clothed.
Then, my attention returned to Damon, and all my worries disappeared. Nothing else mattered but us.
This was my lover and me. Raw, without filters, pure.
“Tell me no if this isn’t what you want, Sophia.”
I licked my lips and responded, “I’m not letting you out of this. You owe me multiple orgasms.”
“Is that right?” A wicked smile touched his lips.
“You got yours. I want mine. I will find a way to pay you back if you don’t make restitution.”
“You do hold a grudge, don’t you?”
“When it’s warranted.”
“How many do you want?” He wound the first bits of silk around one arm, securing it to the rafter, then he pulled more fabric free from another bolt and repeated the process with the other.
