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“Aw, Belle.” I pull her into my arms. She buries her face in my T-shirt, and I wrap my arms around her.
We stand like that for a while. She’s slim and tiny, although I can feel her breasts against my chest. I feel a flare of protectiveness, and something else knotted up inside it. A very, very strong, dangerous surge of desire.
No, no, no, no, no. Absolutely not. Damon Chevalier, it isn’t your mission in life to make sure every woman experiences pleasure in the sack. Take off the fucking cape and tights. You’re not a superhero.
But I’ve never been good at doing what I’m told.
“Orgasms are great for cramps,” I say.
She gives a short laugh. “Don’t torture me.”
I close my eyes and screw up my face. I can’t believe I’m about to say it. Alex would castrate me.
Good job he’s not here, then.
I rest my lips on the top of her head. Her hair smells of mint. “I’m just saying. Maybe I can help.”
She goes still. Then, slowly, she lifts her head and looks at me. “What?”
“I dunno. You’re breaking my heart. I’m just saying, if you want me to show you…” I shrug and give her a helpless look. Jesus. I must be fucking crazy, but the thought is so hot I can’t stop myself.
Her jaw drops. “W-what are you saying?”
I try not to laugh at her wide eyes, and fail. “I’m saying I’ll give you an orgasm, if you want one.”
She stares at me. “What? When?”
“Now.”
“Here?”
“Well, probably the car would be best. It’s a bit breezy outside.”
Her expression turns wry. “You’re teasing me. Damon… you almost had me then.”
I lift my hands to cup her face and look into her eyes. “I’m not joking.”
Her smile fades. We study each other for a long moment.
She moistens her lips with the tip of her tongue. “But… what about Alex?”
“He’s not here.”
“No… but… I thought…”
“I’m not offering a relationship, Belle. Alex is very protective of you, and his friendship is important to me both personally and in a business sense. You have to understand that. Plus, you’re a lot younger than me. But… I like you a lot, and you’re very sexy, and I’m gutted that no guy has ever made you come. It’s a fucking crime. And apparently they do help with cramps. So I’m saying, if you want to go back to the car, and make out for a bit, I’ll show you what to do, and what it feels like.”
“Oh my God. You’re serious.”
“Yeah. If you don’t want to, no worries. We’ll just carry on our way and forget I said anything.”
*
Belle
My heart is thundering. I really think he’s serious.
Holy shit. I can’t think what to say. I can’t make out with sex god and billionaire Damon Chevalier in the back of the car and let him slide his hand into my underwear and touch the most intimate place on my body.
