Hailey
Fuck. He actually knew.
He actually f*****g knew. I wanted to bury myself somewhere- this was so embarrassing yet somehow hot the way uttered those details! Every word falling off of Damien's lips felt like was a scorching knife making its way into my skin, and strangely I liked the pain.
I swallowed hard, cold sweat covering my forehead, a strange heat creeping at my core, making me want to clench my thighs together. I was wet, and I had a feeling he knew it- f**k, he knew it. There was no doubt.
I couldn't blame myself; anyone who had the fortune of being so close to Damien Black would be wet in seconds. He had such an aura about him, capable of arousing your deepest, darkest desires with just a simple gaze. You'd be willing to do anything to have a taste of him.
