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AUTHOR’S POV
“ I want you right here “
Sloane’s eyes enlarged at his words. Her stomach twisted.
She swallowed hard, her fingers tightening around the hem of her dress. “Damon—”
She didn’t get to finish.
In the next instant, Damon had picked her up and her legs around his waist, opening the car’s door and slid inside with her before pulling her onto his lap, her knees pressing into either side of the seat as she straddled him.
His hands gripped her waist, fingers digging into her as if he couldn’t stand the thought of space between them.
“You drive me insane,” he murmured against her lips, his voice rough, strained.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
Sloane shivered, her breath hitching as he tilted his head, his lips brushing against the sensitive spot just be
