CHAPTER 31
Rose’s POV
Damien’s mouth came down hard on mine, the taste of whiskey burning on my tongue as his lips crushed against my own. My head was swimming like I was floating in air, my mind surprisingly empty of thoughts. I could regret this tomorrow. But there was no doubt I wanted this as much as he did.
I pushed myself even harder against him, feeling the warmth and hardness of his length pressed to my stomach. He was hot and hard. And, good God, he was huge.
When was the last time I got laid again? I couldn't remember. But it must have been a super long time if a touch could have me arching my back and grazing his chest with mine.
"Are you crazy, Rose?" My mind yelled at me. "Break things off before you regret it."
But my body was saying otherwise. His mouth was warm and co
