Ella's POV
Being with Damien felt different every time. When I thought I had known how his lips tasted or how his hands felt on my skin, it proved me wrong, exposing me to an entirely new world I didn't even know existed.
Because even when I thought I was the one in control, it felt like I wasn't, because even though Damien was submitting himself totally to me, his hands still held this dominating effect. I don't think he even knew he had.
The intensity of the atmosphere was no surprise to me, as I explored my way down his stone-hard chest, deepening the kiss even more.
My hand made its way down to his length as I grabbed it, making him gasp in surprise.
'' You naughty girl,'' he whispered with a smirk on his face.
'' I am the one in control, am I not? So I can be as naughty as
