“We have had some actual nice conversations and we—” I trail off, not sure if I should divulge this information. But Todd catches on.
“Oh my God, you guys hooked up?” He covers his mouth with his hands and I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head.
“Tell us everything! How was it?” Charity and Bridgette both talk over each other.
“It was—amazing! Like, best I’ve ever had. He—” I hesitate again and then lower my voice. “He made me get off in front of him so he could watch while he jerked off, and then we had sex all over my bathroom!”
Todd pretends to fall out of his chair like he’s fainting.
“He made you?” Charity asks, her eyes wide.
I nod. “He’s not just bossy at work apparently. But I’m not delusional; I know that as soon as we’re back in Chicago and at work, things will go back to how they were.” I glance up to see Damon walking toward me, and the water I’m chugging makes me cough.
“So, yeah, Chad is still hanging around so that’s been a treat,” I say, changing the subject.
“Ugh, what a tool.” Charity shakes her head, and Todd and Bridgette agree.
“What do you think about that whole Chad situation?” Todd asks Damon as he sits back down. I had really hoped we wouldn’t talk about Chad tonight but in my panic I mentioned him.
“I think he’s a waste of space,” Damon says, finishing off his drink. “If given the chance, I’d be more than happy to teach him a few lessons.” His eyes darken.
“But I also think we should respect Kate’s wishes about it. Maybe letting him see her move on with someone else and be happy and fulfilled for once will be the best revenge.” His eyes don’t move from mine and my breath catches in my throat. I glance over at my friends and they’re all staring at me with an I told you so look on their faces.
Damon turns his head, looking over at the dance floor where two other couples have begun to dance. A slow country song I’m unfamiliar with comes on the jukebox and Damon holds his hand out to me.
“Dance with me,” he says.
I place my water on the table and slowly extend my hand to his, and he leads me onto the dance floor. He pulls me in close, his hard body pressed firmly against mine as he grips my waist. My heart feels like it’s about to fall into my ass and my back is as stiff as a board.
“Relax,” he whispers in my ear as our bodies begin to sway with the music.
I let out an audible breath, willing myself to relax in his arms as we move around the floor. I want to ask him what he’s thinking, what he’s feeling, what we’re doing. He must see it all over my face.
“Kate, look at me.” He tips my chin up and our eyes meet. “Stop overthinking everything; just feel the moment.” He leans in, planting a soft kiss to my lips before continuing the dance. The song ends, but another quickly comes on. Damon doesn’t let go of me or stop dancing.
I let my hand rest against his chest; the feeling of his body against my fingers is doing things to me. I look up at him again. This time I initiate the kiss.
“Can I take you home?” Damon murmurs against my mouth, and I nod my head yes.
“Do you understand what I’m asking you, Kate?”
He pulls back, his eyes staring into mine as his lips are so close, I feel his warm breath as he speaks. I bite my bottom lip, not wanting to assume, but I don’t have to for long.
“I’m asking if I can take you back to your room”—he slips his hand behind my neck—“and strip off your clothes so that you’re completely naked and at my mercy.” He nips my bottom lip and a jolt of electricity shoots right to the junction between my thighs, wetness pooling.
“I want to explore every delicious inch of your body with my tongue,” he whispers in my ear as his tongue snakes out and curls around my earlobe. My eyes roll back in my head and I’ve completely forgotten I’m in the middle of a dance floor with my friends staring at me.
“And then,” he continues, dragging his lips up my neck, planting small kisses along the way, “I want to fuck you so thoroughly, so deep that no other man will ever come close to making you come like I will over and over again.”
13
DAMON
I don’t remember us walking off the dance floor or saying goodbye to Kate’s friends. Hell, I don’t even remember the ten-minute ride back to her house. But the moment we step inside her room, my brain is only focused on one thing—her.
I’m worried her guard will be back up, that she’ll have talked herself out of it, but when I close the door and turn around, she’s already on me. Pulling my coat down my arms, she thrusts her tongue in my mouth. I free my arms, reaching between us to undo the buttons of her coat as I remove it, letting it fall to the floor. I grab her hands, spinning her around and pinning her to the door. I break the kiss, both of our chests heaving.
“I’m in control tonight, Kate. Understand me?” She nods slowly and I kiss her again.