against his shoulder. “Are you saying that it could be like that every single time?”
“Better,” he replied playfully. “Now that we’ve gotten those first orgasms out of the way, I can work on multiple.”
“I think that’s a myth,” I told him. “And I’m not sure I could handle any more.”
“It’s not a myth,” he denied. “Just wait and see.”
My slowly decreasing heart rate sped up again as I realized that he obviously didn’t plan on this fling ending anytime soon.
Don’t get your hopes up, Nicole. You knew going into this that it could never be more than a sublime experience that would eventually come to an end.
“You’re a little arrogant about your skills,” I teased.
“Not arrogant,” he said gruffly. “Just willing to make your pleasure my priority.”
His comment nearly brought me to tears.
Damian was always willing to do almost anything to make me happy, and that tendency he had to take care of me almost broke me sometimes.
Had I always been with selfish men, or was Damian truly a rare kind of guy?
Maybe he wasn’t exactly a unicorn, but he was special.
“Hey, don’t go to sleep,” Damian said as he prodded me a little. “We need to eat.”
I sighed. “I’m starving. And I stink. I need a shower.”
“I think we both do. And you don’t stink.”
God, I adored him for saying that, but I knew it wasn’t the truth. “Food, then shower? Or shower, then food?”
“We’ll save time if we shower together,” he suggested hopefully.
I giggled. I actually giggled. “You do have more than one shower in this enormous palace.”
I’d never actually counted, but the bathrooms in this place had to outnumber the bedrooms.
“Ah, but the shower in this master bedroom is special.”
“Is it?” I said doubtfully.
“Massage capability with a variety of shower heads.”
I pulled back to look at him. “Same as my shower.”
“There’s a rain shower,” he mentioned.
“There’s one in the other master, too.” I was pretty sure what he was getting at, and the ends of my lips started to kick up.
“There’s one other difference.”
My smile widened. “Do tell, Your Grace.”
“My naked body will be in mine, not in yours.”
I struggled to sit up. “Okay, you win. That makes yours very special. Let’s go.”
He sent me a mischievous look that kicked up my heart rate again. “I knew you’d eventually see it my way.”
I rolled my eyes, held out my hand, and let him lead the way to his shower.
By the time we came out for dinner much, much later, I had to give it to Damian.
It was the most incredible shower I’d ever had.
CHAPTER 27
Damian
“ARE YOU SERIOUS?” Nicole asked with an astonished look on her face. “You haven’t been on this thing since it opened twenty years ago?”
I shrugged as we stepped into one of the large capsules on the London Eye. “I’ve never been particularly fond of heights,” I told her. “Mum took all of us during the new millennium opening. I saw no reason to do it again.”
She moved closer to me. “Are you going to be okay? I had no idea you were afraid of heights.”
Nicole looked so concerned that it was like a swift kick in the gut to realize she was actually worried about…me. “Not afraid, really,” I tried to assure her. “I’d just prefer to avoid them most of the time.”
She snuggled against me and put her arms around my neck. “But you fly all the time.”
“I don’t sit by the window. Problem solved.” Here, where the pod was made up of so much damn glass, I couldn’t avoid noticing when we were climbing high over the river Thames, and the rest of the city.
Bloody hell! We were already starting to climb.
I’d been dreading this event since I’d noticed it was on Nicole’s short list of things to do in London, but I wasn’t about to send her on the attraction alone. If she was going to plummet to her death from one hundred thirty-five meters in the air, I was going with her.
Not that I could actually do anything about that if it happened, but at least I’d be there with her.
“How is it that we’re all alone in this big capsule?” she questioned as we climbed.
It had been a simple matter, really. The other thing I really liked to avoid was large crowds of tourists, and I had been able to do something about that. “Aristocratic privilege?” I joked.
She sent me a look of pseudo displeasure. “Meaning you paid somebody off so we could go alone?”
“Something like that,” I