He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me against his chest. “You should be. Now, how am I fucking you, Nell?”
His bluntness was nothing new to me but it still made me blush a little. Placing one hand on my hip and the other on my jaw, I pretended to think about it. In all honestly I kind of needed a minute. His earlier beautiful comment left me with a weird, annoying fucking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Plus after coming like a train I was feeling a little sensitive.
Damon’s head tilted to the side. “You’ve got five seconds and then I’m bending you over that desk.”
I grinned. “Well now I don’t know if I should choose or just let you do that.”
“Nell…”
His tone was a warning and a threat and such a turn on. This was fun. “Sit down on the bed.”
He wasted no time in doing what I’d told him. “You’re having me?”
“Yep.”
Taking a deep breath, his eyes travelled the length of my naked body and he held his arms out. “Well, alright then. Do your worst.”
“Are you challenging me to fuck your brains out?”
“Absolutely.”
His erection stood proud against his stomach, showing me how ready he was to play who can do who harder.
I got off the bed, pulled the hairband off my wrist and tied my hair up. Then, very slowly, I stepped towards him. “Game on, Masters.”
Nell
I lounged over his body trying to catch my breath.
“Well,” he said, blowing out a deep breath, “you certainly know how to rise to a challenge, Presley.”
“I’m hurt that you would ever doubt me. Anyway, bath time,” I said.
He pressed his lips to the top of my very messy hair. Some of it had fallen out of the hairband while we were rolling around on the bed the last time. “You’re one of the few people I never doubt.”
My heart did all sorts of new things, like trying to exit my body through my chest. No one had ever said anything like that before. My fingers dug into his chest a little as I tried to calm my stupid heart down. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
Damon moved from under me and I let go to allow him to get up. I assumed he was going to run the bath but instead he wrapped his arms under my body and picked me up. Laughing, I held on around his neck. “What’re you doing?”
“You look thoroughly fucked so I thought I’d carry you.”
“I am and thank you. Would’ve been nicer if you’d have ran the bath then come to get me though.”
He looked down, narrowed his eyes and turned around.
“Where are you–” I stopped mid sentence and screamed as he dropped me back on the bed.
“Women are so fucking demanding!” He smiled and shook his head, showing his humour for the situation. “Stay there and I’ll come get you when it’s ready, your highness.”
I couldn’t keep the moronic grin off my face as he bowed and disappeared.
After a few seconds I heard him sloshing water around in the bath and a few other bashing and bumping noises that I couldn’t figure out. We needed to stop acting couple-y but as long as we were both clear and honest we’d be fine.
“What’re you doing in there?” I shouted after ten minutes. It didn’t take that long to run a bath, surely.
“Almost done, have some fucking patience, Nell,” he called back, making me laugh.
Lying down on the bed, I closed my eyes. Bringing Damon here as a good idea. We were alone a lot but it was usually between work or other obligations. This weekend all we had to do was take a look around a pretty castle with Chloe and Logan and then we were free to do what we wanted. That being each other. Lots.
“Ready! Get your arse in here,” Damon called.
Scowling, I opened my eyes and sat up. “I thought you were coming back to get me?”
“I’m in the bath.”
“What? Why didn’t you wait?”
“Because you can walk from one room to another unaided!”
That was so not the point. “But you said you would.”
I heard muttering and the sound of water being moved around far too quickly. God what was he up to?
“Damon?” I said, kicking my legs over the bed and standing up.
He rounded the corner. Naked. Naked and dripping and covered in bubbles.
Oh hello!
My heart skipped two full beats and then raced so fast I thought I’d pass out. The fluffy white bubbles ran down his arm, occasionally giving me a peek at the ink they were hiding. We had to have more baths together because bloody hell.
Smirking, he walked towards me like a lion stalking its prey. I licked my lips, still not looking at his face as bubbles collected along the V. Then because I was so focused on his naked form I didn’t really register him until he grabbed me and I could suddenly see his back – but upside down.
“Damon!” I squealed. “Oh my God, you’re soaking.”
He didn’t say anything at all which was unlike him.