Page 59 of Damien
“Tell me what you want,” he says between kisses along my ribs.
Had I said that aloud?
Pressing my pelvis into his thigh, I practically beg, “I’m so close…”
I feel a deep chuckle rumble from his chest at the words, “Can I help you with that?”
“Heck yeah! You’re the one that got me this needy…” I practically whine.
“For the record, my pants are staying on tonight… but would you be opposed to yours being removed… ya know… so I can be of assistance?” His tone is teasing, but his face is watching my every move.
Nodding so hard I think my head may separate from my neck, I reach for the button of my jeans.
“Let me, Van,” he says as he brushes my hands aside and returns to kissing my belly. Holy hell. When did that become an erogenous zone?
Damien’s in no rush, and he takes his sweet time making sure my senses are on overload as he slowly removes my jeans. He skips over the places my underwear covers, instead trailing kisses down each leg and back. When he stops at my inner thigh, I can’t take it anymore.
“Dame… You’re killing me.” Reaching for his head, I fist my fingers through his soft hair. I’ve never realized the importance of longer hair on top than I do in this moment.
Damien stops to make eye contact with me, and I nearly die. “You sure?”
“If you don’t, I’ll be liable for taking matters into my own hands.”
“Someday, Van.” He smiles deviously. “I’d like to watch—but today isn’t that day.”
Slowly, he lowers the last barrier between us, kissing those same trails he made with my jeans. Shivers sprawl throughout my body in anticipation. I’ve never been so exposed to anyone except my gynecologist, but in this moment—I’ve never felt more comfortable with another human on the planet. Damien makes me feel so alive as I relish in the sensations he creates. And the heat coming from his eyes as he takes all of me could make me burst into flames on its own.
As he crawls back up my body, he settles naturally between my legs, stopping in just the perfect place. “Goddamn, you’re beautiful,” is one of the last coherent things I hear. When his lips and tongue finally make contact with my most sensitive places, I’m taken out of this world. Damien’s ability to nip, suck, lick, and pull has me quickly barreling toward ecstasy. I just can’t get enough.
As my outer extremities tingle, and a ripple runs up my spine, I have the biggest release I’ve ever experienced. My trusty vibrator has nothing on Damien. Wave after wave of pleasure rolls through me, and I chase each sensation to the very end.
When I’m nothing but a puddle of goo, Damien kisses his way back up my body to lie beside me. His fingers roam across my body, elongating the sensations he’s created that continue to flow.
I can’t even form coherent words when he asks, “You okay?”
A euphoric smile and a nod are all I manage.
“God, you’re gorgeous blissed out like this,” Damien says on a laugh. “I might have to do this to you more often.”
“Yes, please,” I whisper, and that sets him into a full belly laugh.
His amusement is infectious.
I want to explore his sexy body, but I can’t even lift my head at the moment.
He must have the ability to read my mind because he bends closer to me and brushes his lips against mine. His lips taste of me combined with him, and I’m not sure what to make of it. The fact that it doesn’t seem to bother him eases my fears.
When he breaks our kiss, he whispers, “Damn, you taste amazing. When you’ve recovered, I’m totally doingthatagain.”
“Wha…” I start, but he kisses me into silence.
After things get heated again, my stomach rumbles, causing us to burst into laughter.
Damien pulls back, waggling his brows. “How about we go eat our real food, then come back here and I’ll get my dessert?”
Swatting at him, I pretend my shock. “You didnotjust say that.”
“Oh, trust me, Van. I’ll make it worth it for both of us. I’m nowhere done with you yet.”
