Maya’s breath hitched, pulse racing. “Maybe I am,” she whispered, bold and teasing.
Damien’s hands roamed her body, pulling her flush against him. His lips found hers in a deep, devouring kiss. “I can take… more than you’ll ever imagine,” he murmured against her mouth, voice rough with need. “And I’ll make sure you feel every inch of it.”
Her fingers tangled in his hair, shivering with anticipation. “Then… don’t hold back, love.”
Damien’s grin darkened, predatory, full of raw hunger. “Oh, love… that’s exactly what I intend to do.”
Their bodies pressed together, bare and burning, every step toward the shower deliberate, slow, dripping with tension. The hot, teasing electricity between them was unbroken, each glance, brush of skin, and whispered word a promise of the heat to come.
Steam
