Get it together, Damien.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Cadence
This was undoubtedly the most insane thing I’d ever done in my life.
I wheeled my carry-on suitcase down the long hotel hallway. My stomach was seconds away from ejecting the pretzels and energy bar I’d eaten on the plane.
Honestly, I wasn’t even sure what hotel I’d be staying in tonight, much less what hotel I was walking through now. I’d only provided the Uber driver the address Jade had given me. I’d been so anxious about coming here that I hadn’t stopped to ask questions.
I swallowed the bile that kept rising in the back of my throat, and my hand shook as I reached out and knocked on the door of room 314.
Once, twice, three times.
My heart raced as I waited.
I should have called.
Insecurity raced through me and I inhaled sharply as I heard the chain slip and the door crack open.
His handsome face turned from curiosity to surprise as he took me in.
“What are you doing here?” he whispered.
My body hummed, coming alive just from being near him. “I don’t know.”
He shook his head, gathering himself as he opened the door all the way and gestured for me to come in.
Instantly, I was transported to another world, into his space, surrounded by his possessions. Everything was cloaked in his scent. It gave off a sense of vulnerability. This was the side of him that he never showed to the world, his personal space was his sanctuary.
I settled on the edge of his bed, my nerves overtaking me again. I didn’t do this. I wasn’t this spontaneous. At least not anymore, anyway. But I couldn’t deny I felt invigorated.
“I’m not sure what I expected coming here.” My voice came out low and husky.
Damien appeared before me, a dark look in his eyes. I sucked in a breath as an icy shiver ran down my spine. It was a warning. He looked like he wanted to devour me.
“I think you do.” And he leaned down to press his lips to mine.
The moment they touched, that electric spark only Damien created in me spread through my body. I arched into him as he ran his hands into my hair, winding it around his fist to pull me into him. I opened my mouth, moaning when his tongue met my own.
“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he said against my lips, mirroring my thoughts.
Pushing me onto my back, we slowly moved toward the middle of the bed.
When his palm slid under the hem of my shirt, I shuddered. A searing heat traveled to every corner of my body.
He pulled at the clothes separating us, frantic to touch more of my bare skin. Stripping me out of my jeans and tossing my tee over his shoulder, as he left a trail of licks and kisses down my newly exposed body.
I’d been afraid of what it would be like to be intimate with someone new, to let them see each one of my insecurities. But that fear had vanished completely. Damien made me feel safe and I was desperate to have more of him. For him to touch every inch of me.
…To feel him insideme.
He slid his hand behind my back and unhooked the clasp on my bra. As he peeled the fabric off my skin, a tremor ran through me, causing my nipples to pucker in the cold air.
With hooded eyes, Damien looked up, his gaze filled with an insatiable need. He smirked before lowering his head and pulling my nipple into his mouth. I cried out from the sudden bliss, digging my nails into his skin. He sucked and flicked his tongue against me before he bit down. Just enough pain to give me pleasure before moving to my other breast.
I was panting and wanton when he began his skillful descent down my body once again.
