world and not be found out, at least not until she was ready for it? Oh, but at the end of it all, did she really care? Between having Damien and not having Damien, the decision was pretty damn easy.
“Yes, I want to get to know you better,” she finally said, breathless with excitement. He grinned, and his face lit up.
“Excellent.” With that, he kissed her, and the world floated away, leaving nothing but Damien and his warm, gentle lips.
CHAPTER SIX
Kiara
Kiara lost herself in the kiss completely. Her nails raked through his hair and clutched behind his neck as he scooped her up in his arms, making her feel insignificantly tiny and delicate. She gasped as he carried her across the room and sat her down on a wide, polished wood table, sending the pens and knick-knacks flying with a brush of his hand.
He kissed her feverishly, and she answered back with the same enthusiasm, loving the taste of his mouth and the way his tongue snaked into hers, promising of things to come.
Damien pulled up her shimmery dress, revealing her thighs and the sheer black hold-up stockings she was wearing. He grinned wolfishly at the sight of them, sliding his palm across the lacy fabric and then to her bare upper thigh.
“You’re gorgeous,” he murmured, and his words and touch sent shockwaves of pleasure running through her.
He kissed down her neck while she pulled his belt off and undid the front of his pants. Damien stopped for a moment, kissing right between her breasts, before gently pushing down the dress just enough to reveal one dark, inviting nipple. He sucked it into his mouth without hesitation, and Kiara had to brace herself on the table, throwing her head back and letting out a tortured moan. God, he felt good. He teased her nipple with his tongue and teeth while his hands slid under her dress and pulled down her panties.
She was wet with excitement, and having his hands so close to her heat drove her wild. Kiara pushed down his dress pants and boxers, and her hand curled around his thick cock, her fingertips barely touching around his size. He was even bigger than she remembered. The way her breathing hitched drew a grin from Damien, and he kissed her again as she stroked his cock, loving the feeling of the smooth skin and thick hardness.
“What if someone walks in?” she asked between kisses, though she barely cared.
“Let them,” he growled.
She didn’t mind. Damien reached into an inside pocket on his jacket and fished out a condom, which she quickly snatched from him. She ripped the packaging open with her teeth and sheathed him as he shrugged off the jacket. Weeks of waiting culminated in a burst of pleasure as he thrust into her, filling her with his size. Kiara’s hands latched onto his sides as Damien drove into her on the table, making her groan heavily as he sunk deeper into her bit by bit, until he was completely buried within her.
She was sure she’d pass out from the sheer girth of him, but the way he cupped her ass, lifting her a little and angling her just right made the spark of pain turn into a roaring fire of pleasure.
“Oh my god, Damien!” she squealed as he pulled out almost completely and then stroked into her, deep and hard.
He kissed her neck and her shoulders as he rutted into her, long, merciless thrusts that drove her pleasure to its peak so quickly and immediately that she barely had time to recognize what was happening to her when she tumbled over the edge, giving in to the orgasm she had been waiting for for so long.
It left her gasping for breath and holding onto him for dear life. Nothing seemed to matter other than being close to this compelling man, at least not for the time being. Kiara had always been the kind of woman who could do just about anything on her own, not needing anyone to hold her hand or make sure that she was safe and on the right path.
But now, with Damien, she felt like while she didn’t need it, it was wonderful to be next to a man who