doesn’t even come close to what I’m feeling right now. I feel like I could eat you alive.”
“Okay. I’m good with that.”
We’re both still laughing a little when we start to kiss again. This time is slower. Deeper. More intentional. Just as erotic. Damian’s obviously remembered his skills, and he’s using all of them as he devours my mouth and strokes my body.
It doesn’t take long before I’m squirming and begging—the way I was in the guest bedroom of Pop’s house this morning. I’m both frustrated and thrilled by my position, trapped between the wall and Damian’s body. I try rubbing myself against him. I try wrapping a leg around his hips. I try dragging my fingernails down his back.
“Damian, please!” I gasp at last, jerking my head out of the kiss so I can take a full breath. “If you don’t take me to the bed soon, I’m seriously going to scream.”
“Kind of impatient, aren’t you?” He chuckles and swings me up into his arms. Carries me over to the bed.
My head spins. No one has ever carried me like that before. I didn’t think I’d like it, but I do. “I’m only impatient because you’re slow.”
“Slow?” His eyebrows arch up as he lowers me to the bed. The covers are already pulled back. I must have gotten him out of bed earlier. “You’re calling me slow?”
“Yes, I’m calling you slow. I call people slow who are slow.” It’s strange to be having this teasing conversation while I’m sprawled out in bed and pulsing with hot arousal, but it’s strangely exhilarating at the same time.
He grabs the bottom of my nightgown and drags it up over my body at a torturously leisurely pace. “You haven’t even begun to see slow yet.”
The pressure between my legs throbs almost painfully. I shift under the possessive heat of his gaze as he looks down at my body, which is completely naked except for the little gray panties I’m wearing.
“Okay,” I mumble, wanting to cover myself up again but also not wanting to give Damian that victory.
His eyes return to my face. “Okay what?”
“You can get going now. Enough staring.”
“I thought you challenged me to go slow.” He’s almost, almost smiling. The bulge in his underwear is large and obvious now.
“I never—”
“Anyway.” He leans down to give my belly a gentle kiss. Then he mouths his way up toward my breasts. “There hasn’t been nearly enough staring yet.”
I make a wordless grumble since his smug tone deserves some sort of retort. But I’m already reaching up to fist both my hands in the pillow because his mouth on my skin is doing all sorts of intoxicating things to my body.
The move stretches out my spine and lifts my breasts. They’ve always been soft and full and a pretty good size, but when I look down now, they’re taut and peaked. Startlingly sexy.
I’m not used to thinking about my body as sexy, but it feels that way as Damian’s mouth ascends to take one tight nipple between his lips. He takes his time in teasing it. Flicks it with his tongue.
I arch up even higher, clutch at the pillow and turn my head so I can whimper into my shoulder.
“It’s not fair to hide it,” Damian drawls, releasing my breast and nuzzling his way toward the other one.
“Hide what?”
“How good I’m making you feel.”
“You are n—” I’m not about to even finish that ridiculous lie. So I change tacks. “What’s not fair about it? I’m allowed to hide anything I want.”
“But I want to see you.” He gives this nipple a quick, sudden tweak that makes me jerk and gasp. “I want to hear you.”
I manage to scowl. “You’re going to have to take what you get.”
He chuckles against my breast. “Fair enough.”
I giggle at his tone. I can’t help it. So I’m distracted and not ready when he closes his mouth over my nipple and sucks hard.
I cry out softly from the pleasure of it, and I keep making mewing sound as he sustains his ministrations. The pillow isn’t solid enough to manage my need to hang on, so I raise my hands and clutch at the headboard. It works much better. I twist and gasp and hold on tight as Damian spends a long time working over my breasts.
I try to resist since he was teasing about being called slow, but eventually I’m so far gone I can’t help babbling out naked pleas, telling him how much I need this, need him,