Page 32 of A Secret Crush Valentine's

In response, she nodded, then smirked. “I’ve never made love in a cave before, but it sounds exciting.”

“Me, either,” he admitted.

Disbelief crossed her face for a moment. “Probably in some village, then, or somewhere else on Frost Mountain.”

Slowly, he shook his head.

It was her turn to blink. “So you’re saying you’ve never…?”

His silence was the best answer he could muster.

Realization dawned on her, and her eyes widened. “You’re kidding me.”

“I’m not.”

“You. Mr. Popular.”

He shrugged. “Maybe I was saving myself for you.” It wasn’t the real reason, obviously. He hadn’t even realized she was still alive until he’d found her on Frost Mountain. But even if he’d wanted someone else, there was little he could have done about it. Being a Collector hadn’t afforded him the liberty of romantic connections.

Her lips curved into a warm smile that added to the fire blazing in his gut. “Well, if we’re being honest, I haven’t, either. I never got to do it.”

He lifted a brow. “You never met anyone else?”

“They weren’t you, Damon.”

That was all he could take. His lips crashed over hers again. He kissed her deeply for a moment, then gave in further to his desires and ran his lips across her cheek, trailing a path along her jawline until he reached the base of her throat. She might be his first, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know what to do. Her moans and sighs echoed through the cave, urging him on, reflecting the desperate need that was growing inside him.

His hand found her breast again under her jacket, and he kneaded it, brushing his finger across her distended nipple. His erection strained against his trousers, pulsating with each second. It dawned on him a second later that his fingers were trembling with anticipation, which made no sense. He’d seen this woman before, all of her. But logic had no place here, especially where the desires of his heart and body met.

As he kissed her, he slowly tugged off her clothing, easing the jacket from her shoulders. Her other tops followed, and she gave a light shiver even though it was warm in the cave. She sat before him, her breasts bared to his hungry eyes. In the golden firelight, they were practically aglow, beckoning to his lips.

Fuck.

Damon was nothing if not obliging. Easing her onto her back on a pile of her clothes, he hovered above her and promptly took her breast into his mouth, suckling and kneading it as wave after wave of unfiltered desire washed over him.

“Oh, God, Damon.” Her body arched up to meet his, and he felt the warmth of her belly against his throbbing erection. “You feel so…” The rest of her sentence was lost in a gasp as he pinched her other nipple between his fingers.

When he glanced up at her, her blue eyes had darkened with lust. He snaked his tongue along her satin skin, swirling it around her distended nipple, and was rewarded with a moan that kicked up his own desire.

Oh, yes, baby.

As if of their own accord, his fingers traveled down the length of her torso, over her belly, and unzipped her trousers. Tugging them to her ankles, he trailed his fingers up her inner thighs, feeling her shiver at his touch. The scent of her arousal hit his nostrils, nearly knocking him senseless.

“I’ve always thought you were beautiful, Red,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion as he drank in the sight of her nakedness. “But this… this is mind-blowing.”

She kicked her trousers off completely, her breathing harsh as she stared up at him. She parted her legs wide, opening herself up to him like a flower. Keeping his gaze on her, he brought his mouth over her engorged clitoris, parting her folds with his fingers. As her alluring eyes widened with a gasp, he slid a finger and then another into her, caressing her sweet spot.

“Oh, fuck,” she panted, her hips bucked against his face, but she reached down and raked her fingers through his hair, holding him in place. “Oh, my—yes, just like that.”

A thrill spread through Damon, and he continued to taste her, his tongue swirling around her clit as he had done with her nipple. When he suckled it, she let out a strangled cry that only encouraged him to keep going, and he thrust his fingers in and out of her in a steady rhythm, feeling the pressure building up inside her. When she began to spasm, he knew that her pleasure had reached its crescendo.

“Oh… Damon!” Her entire body seemed to freeze for a moment. And then she began to convulse, gasping and crying out as her orgasm bolted through her. In moments, she was panting and writhing as the final spasms wracked her body.

In a moment, he hovered above her again, gazing deep into her eyes. He brought his lips to hers, allowing her to taste herself.

This time, it was she who broke the kiss. “Are you going to take your clothes off or what?”

He grinned against her mouth. Then, as quickly as he could, he divested himself of his own clothing, stretching his bare body over hers. Her breasts were crushed against his chest, his erection throbbing against her warm, wet folds. After what looked like hesitation, she reached between them and curled herfingers around him, gently stroking his shaft, and he let out a soft hiss.

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