The world narrowed to the heat of their skin, the rapid beat of their hearts, and the simmering pull between them.
Damien’s lips traced from Maya’s jaw to the hollow of her neck, each touch a promise, each kiss a vow. The night stretched before them, ripe with anticipation, every breath and movement drawing them deeper into a hunger neither could resist.
He kissed her softly at first, then deeper—hungrier—his hand gliding down her arm as his mouth traced her jaw to the delicate line of her throat.
His palm cupped her breast, squeezing gently as his fingers teased her soft curves. Then he found the edge of her neckline, tugging it lower to reveal white lace framing the delicate swell. His lips trailed down her chest, lingering—nuzzling, tasting, claiming her inch by inch.
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