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Hot damn…I catch myself staring at him, completely mesmerized, and he smiles.
“Give me a few minutes, and we can go,” he says smoothly. Thank heavens he didn’t comment on my drooling over his sexy body, or else I would go down in flames. “There’s a bathroom if you’d like to freshen up.” He points at the door behind me before leaving the bedroom.
“Where are you going?” I ask, scared to stay alone.
“I’ll use the bathroom in the guest room,” he smiles reassuringly. His voice calms my pumping heart again.
“Oh… okay,” I smile, nodding, and he leaves.
About an hour later, I hop off Damien’s bike as he stops the engine in front of the gate to Lilac’s place. I take off the helmet and throw my savior a thankful smile.
“Thank you…,” I say, lustfully staring into his eyes. “For everything.”
I turn to walk away, but he gently grabs my arm. “Firefly?”
I turn back. “Yeah?” Our eyes lock.
“I…,” he hesitates.
We look at each other for what feels like an eternity, but no words are needed. Everything we both have to say is said through our body language. The looming over us undeniable chemistry finally breaks. Damien leans to slide his hand around my waist and, with one heft move, pulls my body into his embrace. I fall into his arms, resting my body weight against him.
“Firefly…,” he whispers against my lips, our breaths meshing. “I want to kiss you.” He whispers, alluringly biting his lower lip. “I’ve been craving to do it for so damn long.”
“Damien,” I feel the goosebumps flood my body.Fucking kiss me already!I stare into his eyes gleaming with desire. “I want you to kiss me,” I whisper.
His eyes change. A sexy smirk appears on his face but not the cocky one. A smirk that tells me how much he’s been craving to do this. A smirk that says, ‘I want you so badly.’ A smirk that turns my knees to jelly. He slides his hand to the back of my head and pulls me in for a kiss. At first, he gently pecks my lips, and I let out an unsatisfied growl.
“That’s all I get?” I say, undone, tangling my hands behind his head, pulling it closer, deepening the kiss. It seems like it’s a sign of consent or proof of my desire because, in a fracture of a second, the gentle peck turns into a hungry open-mouth kiss.
“Finally,” I say, breathing heavily between our escalating kiss. His hand travels down my curves, pressing my body even tighter against his. I feel the heat waves rushing through my body, intensifying the tingling sensation between my thighs.
“You drive me fucking crazy,” I moan into his mouth, and he grins.
“I like the sound of that.” He teases, breaking our kiss for a short while, and I stare into his dark eyes, our lips starting to swell.
“Shut up and kiss me,” I lean to bite his bottom lip playfully, and he immediately moves up to kiss me, slipping his tongue between my lips.
I let myself loose in the fierce and demanding kiss and a pure pleasure whipping through my body. I finally feel free. No longer trying to tame my desire for this man. I’m surrendering to it.
At last, my desire becomes surrender.
But it’s not only about physical attraction or lust. The kiss we share is the kind that leaves promise, a scent of passion that could stop the earth from turning.
“What the hell, Avalyne?!” My blood runs cold as I hear my father’s rumbling voice. My heart starts beating out of my chest, and I hardly swallow, glaring anxiously into Damien’s eyes before turning to face my father. He doesn’t need to say anything more for me to know that he’s seething. Seeing the growing rage on his face, my eyes widen in shock or even fear. I feel the blood drain from my face.
I look to the side and spot my friend standing behind my father with an apologetic look as she mouths, “I’ve been trying to warn you. I’m sorry.”
And just like that, the best moment of my entire life, the moment I’ve been yearning for, imagined in a thousand scenarios, is ruined.
