The vibrator was still inside me when we got back to the penthouse. Damien carried me from the car in bridal style, like I was fragile and didn’t set me down until we were inside the bedroom.
He laid me on the bed, knelt between my legs, and slid the toy out slowly. I whimpered at the loss, thighs trembling. He kissed the inside of one knee, then the other, soft enough to make my chest ache.
“Better?” he asked.
I nodded. Couldn’t speak yet.
He crawled up my body, kissed my forehead, my eyelids, and my mouth in a gentle way. “You were perfect tonight.”
I managed a shaky laugh. “I almost came at the table in front of a senator.”
He smiled against my lips. “Almost isn’t the same as did.”
I pushed at his chest weakly. “You’re evil.”
“You love it.”
I didn’t deny it.
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