Lexi
Morning light slipped through Damon’s curtains and shone across his bare chest. I woke up tangled in his sheets, sore in the best way, with his arm heavy around my waist and his c**k already half-hard against my ass.
I smiled and wiggled back against him.
“Morning, Lexi,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep. His hand slid up to cup my breast, thumb brushing my n****e. “If you keep doing that and we’re not getting out of this bed today.”
“Is that supposed to scare me?” I laughed softly, grinding my ass against him again. “Because it sounds like a perfect plan.”
He groaned and kissed the back of my neck, rolling my n****e between his fingers. “You’re gonna kill me. Ten years of being good and now you’re insatiable.”
I turned in his arms so we were face to face. His hair was messy,
