Page 33 of A Secret Crush Valentine's

Yes, shewasgoing to blow his mind.

Damon looked forward to it.

“I want you,” he rasped. “Now.”

She spread her legs wider.

They stared at each other for one heart-stopping second. “Are you…?”

“Yes, I’m sure. I want you, too, Damon.”

That was all the encouragement he needed. Positioning himself between her thighs, he shifted his hips and slid into her in a single stroke, burying himself to the hilt. They gasped in unison, Damon both from the pleasure and warmth that rolled over his cock and the realization that he wasinsideher.

He’d wanted this since the day he’d landed in front of her and saw her shift from a snow leopard, but a part of him still hadn’t dreamed anything like this could happen, especially given their current circumstances. Here they were, hiding out in a cave, on the run from Grim Jim and his merciless Collectors, and he was buried inside her.

It felt right.

Itwasright, he told himself, as he began to move. Emotion and lust rushed through him as he thrust into her. She felt delicious around him, and as he continued his strokes, his pleasure mounted. With a whimper, she wrapped her legs around him, locking him tightly against her.

“Damon.... oh!” Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as he quickened his thrusts. She threw her arms around him, her fingers digging into his back.

“You feel perfect.” The words left his mouth without him really thinking. “So… perfect.”

Her legs tightened around him, forcing him to quicken his strokes. A grunt of pleasure escaped his lips. They were joinedcompletely, his skin grazing hers with each movement, her nipples poking his chest. It was only a matter of time before his ecstasy reached a climax. Her eyes grew wider with each thrust, and he knew he was driving her closer to the edge, too.

“I love you, Red,” he murmured. He wasn’t sure if she could hear him, but he didn’t care. “I’ve always loved you. I always will.”

When her orgasm came, it was with a shriek that reverberated through the cave. She clenched around him as she erupted, her finger sinking even deeper into his skin. Her climax triggered his own release, and with a few more pumps, he groaned loudly as he spilled himself into her.

They lay clinging to each other for what had to be minutes but felt like hours. Finally, he rolled over and lay on his side, holding her close to him, panting as he tried to fathom what he’d just done with his high school crush.

No, not crush. That was an oversimplification of his emotions.

She was his first love.

Hisonlylove.

And she belonged to him just as much as he belonged to her.

He wasn’t about to let her go again. And he sure as hell wasn’t going to let any harm come to her. He’d spent the past 16 years surviving on the mountain, no matter the cost, but he would risk it all to protect this woman who had an unbreakable hold on his heart.

Chapter Fourteen

Pillow Talks in a Cave

“You know, you blush when you come,” Damon was saying. “You get all red in the face. And your eyebrows scrunch up like you’re thinking really hard.”

“Are we pillow-talking right now?” Julia turned her head to look at him.

“Maybe. What’s wrong about that?”

“Well, for starters, we don’t have any pillows. And we’re inside a cave on a mountain that shouldn’t exist.”

He flashed her a sexy smirk that made her tingle. “We just made love in this cave.”

Her cheeks burned. “Touché.”

Theyhadjust made love in the cave—for the third time that night. Sweet exhaustion spread through her, and she doubted she could stay awake much longer. They’d learned about each other’s bodies more than once, and here she was, still blushing like a schoolgirl at the mention of their intimacy.

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