She smiles up at me, gives an exaggerated groan, and then turns around for me. I run my eyes over her and then sink to my knees before her, because that’s what you do when you’re faced with perfection. I drag my hands up the backs of her legs and lean closer so I can kiss first the right cheek and then the left.
“I’m going to do so many things to this ass,besyonok,” I murmur against her skin. “So many dirty, wicked things, and you’re going to beg me for all of them.”
Her words are breathy when she asks, “I will?”
Cupping her cheeks, I spread her wide and give her tight little asshole a quick lick that pulls a surprised yelp from her. Grinning, I smack her ass and say, “You will.”
She turns her head to look at me. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
Laughing, I pull her back against me, wrapping my arms around her from behind. I press my palm against the shell necklace at her chest and drag my thumb along her skin. We stare out at the ocean that’s hidden in darkness, listening to the waves hit the shore.
I kiss the side of her head. “You promised me you wouldn’t let me drown,” I remind her. When she starts to say something, I press a finger to her lips, stopping her as I nuzzle my face into her hair, breathing her in. “You make me feel like I can’t breathe, like I’ve lost my footing and I’ll never find my way back to shore.” My lips brush her ear as I feel her kiss the finger that’s still gentlypressed against her mouth. “But instead of being scared, it just makes me want to swim out farther. I’d rather drown with you than be safe on land.”
When I move my hand, she whispers my name and pulls me closer so she can kiss me. “You’re not drowning alone,” she murmurs against my lips. “I’m right there with you, Damien.”
Relieved that I’m not the only one who feels completely unmoored and lost at sea, I tighten my grip on her, holding her to me as we kiss, only stopping when I feel her shiver and her skin pebble with goosebumps.
“As much as I’d love to keep you naked, you need to get dressed before you get too cold,” I tell her.
Before she can argue, I pick her up, and say, “Next time we need light and a temperature-controlled room or some blankets. I want time with you,besyonok, and I’d rather not freeze my dick off because we’re going to need it.”
“Yes, we will,” she purrs, making me laugh as I set her down and start gathering up her clothes.
Chapter 12
Sitka
By the time I leave Damien and sneak my way back to Allie’s house, the sky is starting to lighten, and I know we’re cutting it close. He’d insisted on walking me back, so before I scurry in through the window, I turn and give him a wave, not sure if he can see me, but just in case he can, I blow him a quick kiss and then haul my ass inside.
Allie’s asleep and buried under the covers, but she left a lamp on for me and a note tucked in beneath it. Careful to not wake her, I tug the piece of paper free and lean closer so I can see what’s written.
I hope you had a fun night and that you’re sore in all the right places. I want all the details when you wake!
Too tired to do anything else, I kick off my shoes and crawl under the covers. I may not be sore in all the right places, but my body is satisfied, and I’m still grinning like an idiot. If Damien is this good without penetration, I can’t wait to see what he’s like when he finally gets inside me. I have a feeling if we’d done morelast night, I would’ve been too sore to even climb back through the window.
I’m not sure what possessed me to tell him he needed to work for it. The truth is I’d been more than willing to take things further last night, but something had stopped me. Seeing Damien half-naked and desperate for me had sparked something to life inside me, some desire that’s laid dormant inside me until he put his hands on me and ignited an inferno that had quickly taken over and consumed me. I’d wanted to make him beg for me, to reach the point of insanity from wanting me, and god help me, I’d wanted to take off running just so I could hear him chasing after me.
I try not to connect my family to my desires, but there’s no denying the urges I have, not anymore, not after last night. I want to hear branches snapping behind me, heavy footsteps carving out a path while I run as fast as I can, knowing it’ll never be fast enough, heart racing and breathless while I wait for the feel of his hands grabbing onto me and forcing me to the ground.
The heady mix of fear and arousal bites at my senses, but I force it away because I don’t want to feel it while I lay in bed next to my softly snoring friend. I want to wait and feel it when I’m alone with Damien, when I can see the look on his face as I take off running and tell him to chase me.
I fall asleep reliving every primal play scene I’ve ever read in my books and wake up at lunchtime, starving and hungry for more than just food.
“Finally,” Allie groans from the chair she’s sitting in. She’s already showered and dressed with a bag of chips in her lap. “I’ve been hiding out in here because I didn’t want to make my mom suspicious. She thinks we stayed up late watching a movie.” She holds up the bag of chips. “I already had this in here, but it’s almost gone, and I’m starving, so hurry up and tell me what happened last night so I can go and get some food.”
I stretch my arms above my head and then grin as I walk to her bathroom. I make her wait while I pee and brush my teeth, but when I come back out she throws a pillow at my head, refusing to let me put her off any longer.
“Okay, okay,” I tell her, laughing and sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Are you still a virgin?”
“Yes,” I say.
“Bummer,” is her response, but when she sees my smile, she raises a brow. “Or maybe not. Do tell.”
Feeling protective of Damien and what we shared, I keep most of the details to myself, but she gets the gist of it, and by the time I’m done, she’s fanning herself with the now empty chip bag. All it does is blow cheesy dust at her face and make me laugh.
“Wow,” she finally says. “I’m not at all surprised to find he’s hung like a horse. He’s definitely got that big dick vibe going on, not in anI’m an assholeway, but in the quietly confident way. I knew he had to be packing. She points a finger at me. “I bet you anything Ev is too. If my stupid heart wasn’t set on Dima, I’d be making my move on that guy. Brains, gorgeous, and a giant dick?” She gives a heavy sigh. “Perfection.”
