Sera:
The phone kept ringing and Damon wouldn't let me go, he kept exploring my mouth, our tongues gliding and sliding.
But I was losing my breath, so I broke the kiss forcefully. My hands shove at his chest until he loosens his grip enough for my feet to hit the floor.
“No.” I raised my index finger to cut him off before he could say anything. “This is not happening.”
I scramble for the dress pooled at my ankles, yanking it up over my bare breasts with shaking fingers. The fabric sticks to the damp skin of my thighs.
Damon was just standing there breathing hard, boxers tented, eyes locked on me like he still expects me to change my mind.
I rushed out of the room, straight into my own bedroom.
The door slams behind me and I lock it, then slide down to the floor with my back agains
