I strode into the room. “Boredom is probably the only offense I can’t lay at your feet.”
He gave me a wicked grin. “I know something you can lay at my feet.”
“Oh, and what’s that?”
He leaned up and shot me a look full of sin. “Your knees as I fuck your delicious mouth.”
God, how was it possible that I could go from loathing this man to craving his every threat in a matter of days? He was erasing the past with every touch, kiss, and mind-blowing orgasm.
I made my way to the chair and, before he could move, I straddled him knowing very well I was still naked beneath my skirt. The zipper of his slacks pressed against my core. Damien placed his hands on my hips and held me firm. “You need me to return earlier’s favor?”
He studied my face before he answered. “Don’t you know by now? Every time you let me touch you it’s you doing me the favor, baby. I don’t deserve you, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to selfishly keep you.”
Well, since we were being honest here. “C…can I tell you something?”
His brows drew inward. “Anything, Halloween.”
“You have just as much power over me as you claim I have over you.” I knew I might be making a mistake by telling him my secret. There was nothing stopping him from abusing the power he now knew he had, but real love is done without fear. I had to trust him. Trust this. “I feel desperate when you’re not around. I feel insecure and my body feels actual physical pain when I start missing your touch. I want you inside me all the time, Damien.”
His face softened and I could actually see his emotions in those deep green depths of his. “Fiona, I do-”
“No. Please let me finish.” He rolled his lips between his teeth, silencing himself. “I…” I averted my eyes for a second. This next part was hard and tricky. Looking back into his eyes, I found the nerve to finish. “I spend a lot of nights reliving our graduation night, h…how you took me so hard and deep. Some nights it felt as if I could still actually feel you inside me. But…but the feeling I remember most about that night…” God, he’s going to think I’m such a freak. “I…when you…”
He took pity on me. “Baby, you can tell me anything. Don’t ever be embarrassed with me. There is nothing you can tell me that will ease my need for you. Nothing will ever diminish the strength of my love you for. Nothing, Fiona.”
Oh, God. I was so helpless when he said things like that to me.
“You felt so imposing when you held me down with your body, but when you covered my mouth with your hand rendering me incapable of calling out for help if I needed it…it had me so turned on I thought I was going to combust with it. It forced me to trust you. It forced me to accept that whatever you were going to do to me, you weren’t going to hurt me while you did it. Even the pain from ripping me open felt glorious. I trusted you with every inch of my body, Damien, and I still do.”
“Hopefully soon, you’ll trust me with your love too.”
Chapter 20
Just when you think you can have it all…
Damien~
After Fiona’s confession yesterday, I had spent the night fucking her until she begged for sleep. If she hadn’t had to work this morning, I wouldn’t have conceded; but I took pity on her body and finally let her fall asleep around ten.
Tonight, however, was going to be a different story. Knowing her kink was letting me call the shots had my mind on overdrive with all the things I wanted to do to her. I had brought to life almost every fantasy I have ever had about her, except one. I was holding off until she was more comfortable with our relationship, but now…well, now I had every intention of holding her down and covering her screams with my hand as I slammed my cock into her hot, tight ass. I was going to pop her second cherry in the exact same manner that I popped her first and I planned on making her love every second of it. And, so help me God, her ass better be cherry or there’d be no telling what I’d do.
I stayed up long after she fell asleep wondering how