- Do you like lace? - He looked at one of the drawers I had left open. And to my misfortune it was the lingerie drawer.
- Look there! - I scolded him and ran to the drawer to close it.
- Black and with lace. - He looked down my body and smiled mischievously. - Just the way I like it.
- That's none of your business! - I shouted, feeling my face burn. He laughed and touched my face.
- Who's being rude now? - Damien moved closer and my back hit the wooden furniture. - Now I'm curious to know what you're wearing.
- Damien... - I tried to keep him at bay with the rest of my sanity. - We're going to be late.
Damien ignored my comment and his lips touched my neck.
I gasped and he laughed to weave a trail of kisses down the base of my neck to my lap. Then suddenly he stopped and kiss
