sigh of contentment as his warmth enveloped me like a heated blanket.
He wrapped two muscular arms around me as he spooned me, and I snuggled my back against his front.
God, he smelled so damn amazing, even though I knew that the shower had washed away any remnants of the expensive cologne he might have been wearing.
His scent was musky, raw, and uniquely Damian.
My body shivered as I felt the heat of his breath against my neck.
My core clenched viciously with the primal need to get so much closer to Damian than I was right now, but I let that bodily instinct pass.
His hands roamed lazily over my body—my belly, my hips, the side of my thighs—and then settled beneath my breasts.
I wanted to arch back against him like a cat savoring a warm caress, but I forced myself to stay put since I knew Damian was half asleep.
“This is where you belong, Nicole,” he murmured huskily near my ear. “With me. I think I’ve known that since the moment I saw you. Fuck! You feel so damn good. Smell so damn good. I have you exactly where I want you, and there isn’t a single fucking thing I can do about it right now.”
I wrapped my arms over his, like I wanted to prevent him from letting me go. “Go to sleep, you silly man,” I scolded. “The only thing I want right now is for you to finally get rested.”
It wasn’t that Damian wasn’t dangerous, but the threat was temporarily leashed. Rich or not, powerful or not, titled or not…Damian was simply a man. Granted, he was one hell of a male specimen, but he was fallible, which, for me, was unfortunate, because it made him all the more desirable.
Damian let out a low groan. “Do you really think I can go to sleep with your shapely ass plastered against my painfully hard cock? It’s like hellish torture.”
I made a halfhearted attempt to escape his hold. “I can move.”
“Don’t you dare,” he answered in a low growl. “I’ll come find you.”
“So you’re fond of torture, then?” I teased softly as I settled back against him.
Damian made me feel like the most desirable female in the world, and it seemed to be bringing out the inner goddess inside me.
Who knew that I actually had an inner goddess?
“Apparently, I’ve only recognized that proclivity since I met you,” he rumbled unhappily. “Now, I seem to revel in it.”
I smiled into the darkness of the room. “You’ll live. Go to sleep.”
“You’re becoming rather bossy,” he observed.
“Do you have a problem with that?” I asked lightly. I loved the fact that I was becoming a whole lot bolder about sparring with Damian. Honestly, I was starting to enjoy that kind of freedom with him.
“Not at all,” he replied. “I rather think I’m starting to like your sassiness.”
“Were you really attracted to me from the very beginning?” I queried, unable to stop myself from asking.
I could feel him nod slightly against my hair. “So much so that I wasn’t quite sure what to do with that kind of instant attraction, beautiful. I’m generally not the kind of guy who strikes up conversations with a woman I don’t know. I normally work through a commercial flight. I was there to observe what kind of experience my customers were having, after all.”
How could I really believe that a guy who possibly sought out multiple women for an indulgent orgy was hesitant to talk to a single woman? Yet, I was somehow starting to believe that Damian was normally a no-nonsense businessman who didn’t make his sexual pleasure a priority. At all.
“So reading my text messages was out of the ordinary for you?”
“Appalling behavior for me,” he explained. “But I couldn’t stop myself. I had to know why you looked so troubled, sweetheart.”
“I was a total stranger,” I reminded him.
“You were no stranger to me,” he replied. “I can’t quite put a finger on why I felt that way, but there it is. You captivated a man who isn’t used to being led around by his balls.”
“You didn’t seem like a stranger, either,” I confessed. “There was something about you that was familiar, but not. I guess it was my instinct to trust you on the flight. I don’t normally overindulge in alcohol, or spill my life story to anyone I don’t know well. But you were right. I did want someone to talk to when I was all alone on the long plane ride. But if it