Elena's POV
It took a few minutes before I could move.
I lay there on my back, staring at the ceiling, still breathing hard after everything that just happened.
The sheets were tangled around my waist and my hair was a mess.
I could still feel him everywhere.
On my lips, on my skin, between my thighs…
Damien didn’t say anything but I could feel his eyes on me.
The silence between us stretched for a while then I sat up slowly, reaching for my phone on the nightstand.
My hands were shaking slightly as I scrolled through my contacts and pressed call.
"Ma'am?" my driver answered on the second ring.
"Can you come back?" I said quietly, turning away from Damien, "I need a ride home."
"Of course, I'll be there in ten minutes."
I hung up and stood, my legs shaking slightly. I didn't l
