Damien pov
I couldn't help it—I laughed too, low and rough, the sound rumbling in my chest as I leaned down to brush my mouth against hers.
"Maybe I did," I murmured against her lips, letting the vibrating tip hover just above her skin, teasing without touching yet. "I spent time thinking about you—every night, every damn day. You think I didn't imagine all the ways I wanted to make you come undone?"
Her breath hitched, eyes darkening with heat even as that little spark of surprise lingered. "We just had sex some weeks ago."
I grinned against her throat, nipping lightly before I answered. "That was then." I let my free hand slide up her inner thigh, fingers brushing the slick heat between her legs. "This is now. I'm yours always." I trailed the vibrator down the center of her body—between her breasts, over the soft plane of her stomach—watching every tiny reaction on her face. "And tonight I'm going to prove it."
