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I don’t know which part breaks the dam. All I know is, I’m suddenly sobbing and collapsing into his arms. Demyen holds me close, his arms around me and cradling me to him as he kisses the top of my head and strokes my hair.
It’s not that I’m sad. Or that I feel any pain.
This is what release must feel like. A heavy burden suddenly gone, lifted from my body, because someone cared enough to listen to me. And believe me.
I think that’s what it is: Demyenbelievesme.
“I fucked shit up, too,” he whispers into my hair. “And I am so fucking sorry, Clara. I am so deeply, terribly sorry. In so many ways, I’m no better than them.”
I cry until I can’t anymore, until my tears turn into hiccups. That’s when he gently eases me away just enough to look at me.
“But I can swear to you one thing: I can’t undo the past, but I’ll rewrite our future. I’ll fight every single fucking day to be better than them.”
I choke out a sob, but this time, it’s from happiness. “You already are, Dem. You always were.”
15
CLARA
He tastes like sunlight and the ocean breeze, and I want to keep drinking his kisses forever.
His lips trail a fiery path along my jaw to my neck. When I tilt my head back to give him better access, I open my eyes to see a canopy of stars above us. It’s breathtaking.
I can’t remember how I became straddled on his lap, but suddenly, here I am. Demyen’s hands smooth over my thighs, then up my back. I think it’s to support me, but then I feel his fingers deftly undo the hooks of my bikini top.
“Dem!” I gasp.
“Private beach, baby.” He murmurs against my skin as he peels the top away and tosses it onto my abandoned lounger next to us. “No one is around to see us. It’s just you and me.”
I want to ask how that works with his security detail, but my brain suddenly becomes fuzzy when he wraps his lips around my nipple and suckles. His tongue rolls and flicks, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to my core.
When he moves to my other breast, I can’t help the slow grind of my hips. He groans in response, grabbing my ass and pulling me onto him more.
He almost reluctantly pulls away, his eyes following the path of my aroused blush from the tops of my breasts all the way up to my cheeks. When his gaze meets mine, he smooths his hands up to my waist and gently caresses me there.
“Tell me what you want,” he rumbles. His eyes are full of warmth and something I’m scared to put a name to. “Anything.”
“Anything?”
“Anything. You want to go back to the house and go to bed, we’ll do it. You want to go eat a tub of ice cream until dawn, I’ll show you my secret stash. Just tell me what you want, Clara, and I’ll give it to you.”
How does he manage to do this to me? Make me feel so emotional and cherished and horny all at the same time? “What if… what if I don’t want to do any of those things?”
“Oh?” His brow lifts, but I can tell he’s suppressing a smirk.
I offer a shy, coy smile and trail a finger down his chest. “What if I don’t want to go back to the house just yet?”
He smiles. “We don’t have to go back.”
“What if… I want to stay here?” I lean in closer. “With you?”
“We can do that.”
“And what if…” I give his lap another roll of my hips. “What if I want to enjoy you from now until dawn?”
Demyen hums a pleased rumble in his chest. “I did say ‘anything,’ didn’t I?”
He stands and my legs instinctively wrap around his waist as his hands firmly grip my ass. He never stops kissing me. Every kiss is searing, hungry, demanding for more. I’m at his mercy and there’s nowhere else on planet Earth I’d rather be.
