He makes a small nod. I smile, before pushing him into his bed and giving him a lingering kiss. He opens his mouth and I touch my tongue to him, but somehow, something feels missing.
I pull back from the kiss. What is wrong? I stare at Damien while wiping my mouth. He’s waiting. I remove my clothes and he did the same while taking care not to touch his wounds. He sits up and I touch his shoulders. Is it because he’s wounded that I feel like something is different?
He pulls himself closer and kisses me. Then he lifts my butt to sit on his lap. I stop with my touches, but he continues to explore my body. He opens my legs and touches me, and he realizes that I am not getting aroused. We look at each other. He’s already rock hard, but I am not even nearly there. Seriously, what is wrong wit
