Smirking, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer. “Too late for that.”
“Great,” she muttered and looked up at me. The look in her eyes took my breath away. Lust and something else that I knew she had no idea about. She cared more than she wanted to.
Nell looked at me like I was a fucking prize. She was all about casual so I knew she wasn’t really aware of how she saw me but that didn’t matter right now. All that mattered was that she made me feel like a fucking God and I couldn’t get enough.
“Want to get out of here?” I asked.
“We’ve only been here forty-five minutes.”
“So?”
Biting her lips together she thought about it. I ran my hand down her back, feeling her bare skin at. Her lips soon parted and I felt the electricity between us strengthen and crack. “Damon…”
She felt it too. The heat. The straight up animalistic need to be sweaty and naked together. Nothing about how much I still wanted her was rational but I didn’t give a shit. All I needed from her was one look and I was gone.
“What?” I whispered, stepping closer. The bridge of her nose was level with my mouth. Leaning forwards, I kissed her and moved to the side, kissing her skin until I reached her ear. “I need you, Nell, it’s been far too long.”
Goosebumps bubbled under my fingers as I moved my hand south, stopping just before I met material at her lower back. Her body trembled under my touch making me painfully hard. We had sex a lot and in the last two weeks I’d had sex a grand total of once. The woman was forgettable and I barely remembered it.
I needed Nell. Now.
“Come on. You know you don’t want to stay here another second either,” I said, practically panting. Her body was against mine and it made it hard to think about anything else.
Very abruptly she pulled away and looked over her shoulder. If I didn’t know her so well I’d think she was pissed off with my advances. But she was looking for Chloe to tell her we were doing one.
Her slow searching pissed me off. Holding her upper arms, I led her to the now heaving dance floor and shoved our way through the crowd.
“Damon!” She squealed as I held her in front of me, awkwardly walking us through the crowd.
“I can’t wait,” I hissed in her ear, sliding my hand down to her hip. If she didn’t want to drive me to insanity then she shouldn’t wear tight little dresses when I hadn’t had her in fourteen days.
Laughing, she grabbed my hand to stop me going any lower and pointed to Logan ahead of us. “We’re going,” she said to Chloe as we pushed past the last few people in our way.
Logan smirked and Chloe wiggled her eyebrows.
“Bye,” I said, turning us around and shoving our way back. Nell laughed and waved to Chlo over her shoulder. Screw talking and long goodbyes. They knew Nell was with me and safe so now we could get out of here.
We took a taxi back to mine and burst through the door with our lips sealed together and Nell hooking her leg up around my waist. Fuck I’d missed her. I missed the softness of her lips, her smell, the silkiness of her raven black hair, the way she reacted to my touch with such hunger and greed. And her eyes, they were the most shocking and beautiful shade of green I’d ever seen.
My lips parted of their own accord as she flicked her tongue over my top lip. I groaned and hauled her up so she could get both of those long legs around me.
We were lined up perfectly and I felt like I was going to lose my mind. My dick was throbbing. I could feel her heat through my jeans and it was driving me crazy. “I need you,” I growled into the frantic kiss.
Having had enough, I carried her into the living room and collapsed back on the sofa. Giggling as her back hit the cushion she kicked her eyebrow up as I reached in my wallet for a rubber.
“Bet I can make you come before me,” she said, biting her lip and rubbing her palm over my erection.
I arched into her touch and groaned. “Game on, Presley,” I hissed.
Nell
I woke up in Damon’s bed with a bloody banging headache. After having sex on the sofa we moved it to his room. I’d missed him like crazy and it kinda sucked that we had to be extra careful until he was tested for STI’s but I wasn’t risking anything.
It wasn’t particularly early but I still expected him to be in bed when I woke. He was nowhere to be seen. I could smell coffee though, so he must be in the kitchen. It was Sunday and Damon had nothing to do, I’d cancelled my plans with Chloe when I knew the date he was back from Kavos, so we had a whole day to catch up on two weeks worth of sex. Condom sex, but sex nonetheless.
In the corner of Damon’s room was his suitcase, still done up and most likely full of his clothes, and likely to stay that way for at least another week. I’d missed him more than I thought I would, missed the things he did to my body but now he was back and I was absolutely going to get him to do those things at least twice more before I left.
“Damon,” I called.