Page 46 of Sunshine and the Vamp

I really needed to give some consideration to escaping this man. There was some kind of chemical reaction happening in my brain and my judgement was clearly clouded when it came to Damyr.

Perhaps I should reconsider asking Liv for that CT scan. She’d probably find something in my brain responsible for my poor judgement when it came to fantasising about my kidnapper. I just couldn’t entertain the fact that I was acting rationally. It wasn’t possible. It had to be a psychotic break or some other medical reason.

But, as I walked with Damyr to his car, I knew I was completely, utterly obsessed.

There was a sleek black sedan and a large black SUV waiting for us. Damyr led me over to the sedan and I heard the others laughing and joking as they climbed into the bigger vehicle. Damyr held the door open for me and I slid into the plush leather interior.

Jeez this car was luxurious and as the engine roared to life, I could feel the subtle purr of it through the car. I’d never been around this kind of money before. Everything I owned was either second hand or gifted and I’d had to save up to purchase it. I bet Damyr had the kind of money at his fingertips that meant he could be frivolous on a fucking whim.

“What’s the matter?” Damyr asked as he sat next to me, his thigh pressing close to mine.

“Oh, just wondering how rich you really are.”

“I have more than enough to keep you comfortable for several lifetimes, Benjamin.”

I turned to look at him. The shadows in the back of the car playing about his features and seeming to make his eyes glow brighter. “You say the strangest things, Damyr.”

He leant closer, eradicating my personal space. “I love it when you say my name. You say it with such conviction that I feel owned.”

A little thrill of desire shivered up my spine at his words. There was something extremely potent about the thought of bringing this powerful man to his knees. And nope. Wasn’t going there. That was a potentially addicting thought, and I was supposed to be looking for ways to escape.

So why couldn’t I look away from him?

As Damyr held my gaze captive, I felt hot, my nerves tingling with anticipation. My whole body was on high alert as he watched me, unblinkingly. Like I was his entire focus.

“Put up the partition,” Damyr ordered his driver, his words tense and clipped.

The sound of the blacked-out window rising in the middle of the car filled the silent space and Damyr unfurled slowly out of his seat toward me. He moved towards me like I was his prey, forcing me to submit to him in the confined space.

He slid his hand around my waist and up the length of my spine, splaying his fingers wide between my shoulder blades. “Did you wear this for me?”

I swallowed. “Yes. I wanted…”

“Wanted what, Benjamin?”

Fuck, it was hard to think as he pulled me closer, slotting his hips against mine and I felt the press of his hard cock along my hip bone. His other hand ran down the outside of my thigh, curling around it and hiking it around his waist.

My heart hammered in my chest. “I wanted to look good for you.”

“Benjamin.” He said my name like a warning. Or maybe it was a threat. I couldn’t quite tell.

Damyr leant closer still, eradicating the space between us. “Are you going to stop me?”

I should. Ireallyshould, but this pull between us was gravitational. Like stars colliding. It seemed inevitable.

I shook my head.

“Thank fuck,” he said in a rough whisper. And then he pounced.

His mouth collided with mine in a kiss that was explosive. Like striking a match to gasoline a fire erupted deep inside me until I was burning hotter than the sun. Damyr’s tongue demanded entry, and I submitted. Body and soul, I submitted to him. The man who stole me and the man who made me feel more alive than I ever had before.

There was fire everywhere his hands touched me, even through the fabric of my clothes. God, how I wished I was naked. I wanted to feel his touch on my skin, feel the roughness of his fingers as he dragged them over my body.

I was so far gone, I wasn’t even thinking anymore. I surrendered to his touch, to the feel of him until all that I was aware of was him.

Damyr pulled away and something inside me screamed at the loss. But as my eyes regained focus, I realised he wasn’t stopping, just moving down my body. He fumbled with the buttons on my trousers, cursing as his undid them, but then the wet heat of his mouth was around my cock, sucking me from root to tip.

I cried out, the sound raw and feral. I rolled my hips upward, forcing Damyr to take my cock deeper. He gagged, and fucking hell, I think that became my new favourite sound.

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