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“I am scared. I also want you so badly I’ve been thinking about getting this door locked since the last guest entered the bypass.”

His mouth found mine again.

That was the entire argument.

I shoved his jacket off his shoulders. Damien stripped it the rest of the way and tossed it over the chair while I unzipped my own jacket and dropped it beside his. Then I pulled my thermal free of my jeans.

He caught my wrists before I could lift the shirt and held them just long enough to stop me.

His eyes held mine.

“Still what you want?”

“Yes.”

“Then tell me if that changes.”

“It won’t.” He kept hold of my wrists. I kissed him once, quick and hard. “But I’ll tell you.”

He let go.

I dragged the thermal over my head.

Damien made a rough sound when he saw my bra.

“Problem?”

“Several.” His hands went to the fastening at my back.

“Good,” I said, and he kissed me again as he opened it.

The bra hit the worktable.

Cold air touched my nipples for less than a second before his palms covered my breasts.

I gasped against his mouth.

He squeezed, thumbs dragging over the tight peaks until heat streaked through me.

Last night he had taken his time learning every response.

Tonight he already knew too much.

His mouth closed over one nipple.

My fingers sank into his hair.

“Fuck.”

He sucked hard enough to make my thighs clench.

Then his hand disappeared between us and opened my jeans.

I was wet before he touched me.

He found that immediately.

Two fingers slid beneath my underwear and through my pussy.