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He slips out of my mouth, still so hard I’m afraid he’ll combust and disappear. I can’t hide my astonishment when he leans forward, delicately tracing his thumb at the top of my cheekbone.
“I’ve never wanted anything so bad, Gemma. Never wanted anything as much as I do you.”
I hear the revelation in his words. I wish to imprint those words on my mind and revisit them every single day of my miserable life on earth.
I moan when he kisses me firmly. Our faces press together, my fingers gripping his hair roughly, enough to make him groan, the sound weaving through my body.
Just like that, he drops our kiss.
And starts rubbing the head of his erection against my pierced nipple.
“Stay still,” he warns when my back arches, my body anxious to be satisfied. “My little rebel—with the most fuckable tits. I could marry you for the sake of this nipple piercing alone.”
I cry out in pain and pleasure.
The want he shares for me explodes through his stare.
“Damon,please. . .”
He tips his head back, stroking the nipple ring.
I’m so wet—so,sowet. As soon as my fingers find my clit, my moans echo through the room, my body tightening all over.
He curses as he spills his sperm all over my chest. “You’re a witch.” He fingers the side of my jaw. “One look at you and a man stands no chance.”
I’m too happy; all I want to do is go back to sleep in his arms and dream of all the words he’s been sharing lately, playing them like my favorite song.
He takes my wrist and pulls me up. “Go shower.” He swats my butt.
“Together?”
“No.” He closes the gap between us, kissing me. His kisses could lead me to my doom, and I’d be perfectly content with the trap set out just to feel his touch. “I have no restraint around you.”
I smile.
And let him go, deciding to revisit our last night together in the shower. I don’t want anything to burst my bubble of happiness.
Not even thoughts of Harvey.
Damon’s asshole persona is back at work Wednesday morning. But I realize that’s how he gets things done. People seek hisguidance, his commands. They admire his tenacity and his ability to persuade anyone about anything.
Emon and Marie come see me at lunchtime, but I’m too busy with the report for our government client to have lunch. I make a mental note to ask them out to lunch whenever things settle down.
Damon and I barely interact all day save for the lingering stare he gives me before shutting the door after his clients step inside. There’s a longing desire when he watches me, making me wonder if he just loves to have sex with me or if he more than likes me.
Late afternoon, I throw myself into my work and have papers scattered all over my desk. Damon’s away for one of his meetings, which is a bonus for me—fewer interruptions—when I receive a call from Palmer’s sister.
“What can I do for you?” I ask after my usual polite greeting, my voice sharp.
“Is he there?”
“No, he’s in a meeting—out of office.”
“I see,” she says, unbelieving. “Let him know I called, will you?”
“I’ll let him know,” I tell her.
“Oh, and be careful.”
