Lana’s world had shrunk down to one thing.
Damian.
The way his mouth teased over her breast, lazily, expertly, sending sharp currents of pleasure through her.
The slow, sinful flick of his tongue.
The way his lips sealed around her, sucking gently before tightening with intent.
Her head fell back against the pillow, her spine arching, every nerve in her body aching for more.
She couldn’t stop the gasp that left her lips, the soft sound twisting into a whimper as his teeth grazed her hardened peak through the sheer material.
Heat pooled low in her belly, dark and molten, spreading in slow, torturous waves.
Damian’s hand, large and possessive, slid up her thigh, his fingers pressing into her skin—holding her there, keeping her in place.
She felt his control, the sheer dominance of h
