handle anything that’s thrown at you,” he said, meaning it.
He pulled into the driveway and parked in his garage, exiting, coming around to help her out, and shutting the door behind her.
She turned, leaning against it. “Thank you for believing in me.”
Reaching over, he tucked her hair behind her ear. “There’s no saying a woman can’t hold her own against a man. You’re a private investigator, aren’t you?”
She nodded. “And I have to admit it’s a fun job sometimes.”
“Like when you sat in my lap?” He stepped in close, boxing her in between his body and the car.
She grinned. “It had its moments.”
He knew he’d enjoyed it. “Want to know what I thought about the whole time you were sitting on me?”
She slid her tongue over her lips and he followed the movement, suppressing a groan. “What?”
“This.” He leaned forward and pressed his mouth to hers, the taste of her consuming him as he pressed his hard body against her softer one.
She moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck as he slid his hands into her hair and plunged his tongue into her mouth. Eager, too, she reciprocated, her tongue tangling with his, their needs an equal match as desire ramped up between them. Her hips began to grind against his, and he thrust his aching cock into the vee of her hips, over and over again. It was fast and hard and he lost all sense of time and place.
He had no idea how long they stood, making out like horny teenagers, nor did he care until the automatic light in the garage flicked off, leaving them in total darkness.
He stepped back and fumbled for his key fob, finally managing to close the garage door, which reengaged the overhead light.
“We should get inside,” he said, his voice gruff. “Straight to my room?” he asked, hoping they were on the same page. If she said no, he’d set her up in the guest room.
He extended his hand and paused, hoping he could take her mind off her ex and give them what they both desired. The choice was hers, and as he waited, his heart pounded in his chest as hard as his cock was inside his pants.
In the near darkness, she slid her palm against his. “Let’s go.”
* * *
Evie knew what she wanted and she desired Damon. She’d be the first to admit she needed a distraction from tonight’s events, but that wasn’t why she followed Damon into his bedroom. They’d been tiptoeing around their mutual desire for too long.
He used the dimmer and set the lights to low, leading her to the king-size mattress in the middle of the room. “Do you know how long I’ve been wanting this?”
“Since the day I sat on your lap for the first time?” she asked.
“Nope. Since the first time I laid eyes on you at Dare Nation.”
She treated him to a smirk. “When Austin hit you in the head for talking smack.”
He laughed at the memory, then began to slide her jacket off, and she stiffened. Somehow she’d forgotten the thing she wanted to hide.
He brushed her hair off her shoulder. “What’s up with the jacket?”
“Nothing.” Maybe the lights were dim enough he wouldn’t notice … and then she wouldn’t have to explain.
“Okay, then you don’t have to talk about whatever it is. But you can trust me.” But he didn’t rush to remove the jacket again. “Do you know how sexy you are in black leather?” he asked.
“Yeah?” She forced herself to relax and focus on the hot guy in front of her.
He leaned close and brushed his lips across her neck, causing her body to tremble and her nipples to pucker into tight peaks. “Yeah.”
The next time he attempted to slide off her jacket, she allowed the garment to slip off and fall to the floor.
“As much as I love you in leather, I like the view of you in this tank top, too.” He dipped his fingers into her cleavage, rubbing the material between his thumb and forefinger, his knuckle brushing her skin. “And I know what I’d like you in even better.” His eyes darkened to almost navy. “Absolutely nothing.”
Knowing she was fully invested in being with him, she lifted the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, baring herself. Her demi-cut bra revealed more than it covered, and based on his low groan, he appreciated her choice.
He reached a hand behind her back and nimbly unhooked the garment, tossing it to the