Jessa let Damien finish rinsing them both off before he turned off the shower and drew her out. He brushed away her hands as she tried to take the towel from him.
“Let me,” he said gruffly, drying her thoroughly but with a gentleness that surprised her.
He wrapped a fresh towel around her then quickly dried himself off.
Jessa couldn’t help but stare at his luscious body. Incredibly, her p***y throbbed incessantly, wanting more.
Damien took her hand, leading her into the bedroom, but instead of taking her straight to the bed, he steered her over to the sofa. Switching on the gas fireplace, he sat on the sofa then drew her down against him.
“How are you feeling, beautiful?”
“Umm, I’m okay.” She wasn’t quite expecting a heart to heart. She’d figured he would take her straight to bed.
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