The passionate night

★★★★

Damon took in her flushed skin and her satisfied face. He gave her time to catch her breath, even though he was hardened like steel, while the desire in his eyes deepened, a craving consuming his thoughts. The only thing he could see was having Jasmine completely.

Jasmine opened her eyes and stared at Damon's face, realizing how intimately he had touched her, as if no boundaries had ever existed between them. Despite the initial shock, the sensation was deeply satisfying, igniting an unfamiliar but intense longing she had never truly encountered before.

"We shouldn't stop," Damon murmured, his voice husky with desire. His gaze traced a path from her eyes to her lips, then further down to her breast. Jasmine felt a rush of embarrassment and instinctively covered herself with her hand.

Damon's head tilted as he closed the distance between them, his arm encircling her waist. "You are beautiful in my eyes. You can hide them, but you can't remove them from my thoughts," he said softly