"Please," Aurora whispered, her voice shaking. "Please don't do this."
Damian leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. His voice was mocking as he spoke. "Do you know you're killing my urge?" he asked, a dark laugh escaping his lips.
Aurora’s heart raced as his hand moved to her neck, pushing her back against the cold marble wall. Her towel slipped from her body, falling to the floor in a pool of fabric, leaving her exposed and vulnerable in front of him. Damian’s eyes were hungry, devouring her every move. She could feel the weight of his gaze on her, the way his body seemed to tower over hers, pressing against her. His arousal was clear, and it made her stomach turn. He was enjoying her fear, feeding off it.
Damian leaned in even closer, his nose brushing against her damp sk
