ELLE POV
It's been two days since Damon kissed me in my room, and I still cannot get the thought from my mind. I am not saying I have imagined what a kiss to Damon would feel like, but if I had, the kiss we shared far exceeded my expectations. Damon's lips were powerful yet soft, commanding yet delicate and the mixture between the two left me deliriously weak in the knees. The entire time my mind was in a fog of pleasure as electricity spread throughout my body from where our lips connected. Now, whenever someone mentions Damon's name or I see him, I am instantly reminded of a kiss romance writers write about. Those kisses with passion and lust almost seemed impossible in anything other than the great love stories, but it was. Making that the most disturbing aspect of this whole situatio
