Page 31 of Damian’s Conquest

“Please, a little break-in gets you all flustered? What did the person steal? Some booze?” She shook her head.

He knew he couldn’t tell her the truth of what had disappeared from the storeroom, but he had to make her understand that it was important. “I was storing something valuable for my father there. And my head’s pretty much on the chopping block if I can’t get it back.”

She hesitated, then took a breath. “Are you saying you were keeping drugs down there?”

Stunned, Damian shook his head. “Drugs? God, no! Why would you think that?”

“I mean, that’s what’s going on in many nightclubs. People are dealing drugs.”

“Not in mine, they’re not,” Damian protested. He made sure of that. All his staff were instructed to report any suspected drug dealing and drug usage by patrons or staff directly to him or Patrick. “I’m very strict about drugs in the club. If a guest has drugs on them, they get 86’d right away. The club is clean. We don’t tolerate drugs. They only bring violence and trouble.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you.”

“You didn’t.” He reached for her hand. “Naomi, can you forgive me for the things I said? I want to trust you, but it might just take me a while to get there.”

He saw her hesitate. “Please, Naomi. I think we have a good thing going here.” He pulled her hand to his lips and kissed her palm. “I enjoyed being with you last night. I’ve never felt so good than when you were climaxing with my cock inside you.”

Naomi inhaled visibly, and her lips parted. He could hear her heartbeat accelerate, and the aroma of her arousal suddenly drifted to his nostrils.

“Please, say you forgive me,” he murmured, pouring all his seductive charm into his voice.

Damn it, he wanted this woman more than anything he’d ever wanted. And he didn’t care what he had to do to get her. Even if that meant groveling.

Their gazes suddenly collided, and Naomi’s lips moved. “I forgive you.”

“May I make it up to you?” he asked, his mouth now hovering over hers.

Her breath teased his skin. “How?”

“By making love to you.”

Their lips met, and Damian kissed her tenderly, knowing he had to tread lightly with her, not behave like a bull in a China shop and destroy what he’d just mended. When Naomi put her arms around him and slid one hand up to his nape, he pressed her closer to him and delved deeper into her mouth, exploring her and dueling with her tongue.

For a moment, he interrupted the kiss. “Please tell me you have condoms in the house.”

“In my bedroom.”

“Good.”

He sank his lips on hers again, and lifted her into his arms to carry her to the bedroom. The door was only ajar, and he kicked it open. He placed Naomi on the Queen-size bed and reached for the bedside lamp, flipping the switch. Instantly, the room was bathed in a warm light. This time, Naomi didn’t ask him to switch off the light.

Slowly, he started undressing her, peeling away layer after layer until she lay in front of him in only her bra and panties. Both were pink and gave her an innocent look, even though he knew that nothing about her body was innocent. She was pure sin. And he intended to sin plenty tonight.

Damian rose to stand next to the bed. “Watch me undress.”

He took his time to rid himself of his jacket and shirt, then his shoes and socks, before he opened his pants and dropped them. When he stepped out of them, he noticed Naomi look at him with passion-clouded eyes. Fuck, how he loved that look. Her gaze dropped to his boxer briefs, and even though he’d planned to keep them on for a little while longer while he pleasured her, he couldn’t resist ridding himself of them just so Naomi would look at him as if she wanted to devour his cock.

His shaft was hard and heavy. And while as a vampire this was no surprise, he nevertheless knew that the speed with which Naomi could turn him on, was testament of the attraction that prickled between them. Just a look at her, and he was close to climaxing. And looking at her now, dressed in her pink bra and panties that barely covered the treasure beneath, made his heart race in anticipation of the passion they would share shortly, and the pleasure they would give each other.

Her eyes on his erection, Naomi suddenly sat up and crawled toward him on her hands and knees until her head was only inches from his cock.

“I wanna lick you,” she murmured, lifting her eyes toward his face.

“If you do that, I won’t last long,” he warned her.

“I don’t care.”

Damn it! The way she pouted, she looked sexier than ever. The thought of those lips around his hard-on got him hotter than hell, and though he’d planned on licking her delectable pussy, he couldn’t resist her offer.