"Okay, fine. You win. But this is the last one."
"No promises."
"What?!"
"You heard me. Now, focus and let me revel in this moment. I'll go quiet."
"Ugh. I hate you."
"No, you don't. You love me."
"Whatever," Evelina retorted, shutting Relia's words out as Damian spread her legs apart, his hands holding her in place as he leaned forward.
He was hard already, and his shaft rubbed against her, slick and hot and ready.
A whimper escaped her, and Damian groaned as his hands gripped her thighs tightly.
"You're ready again?" he murmured, his voice husky with lust.
"More like ready again," Evelina muttered, feeling his arousal grow stronger by the second.
"It's you," he breathed, his words a caress against her ear. "You do this to me."
"Really?" she whispered.
"Oh, yes."
He lowered his head and licked her skin, the sensation causing a shiver to run down her spine.
"Damian," she moaned.
