Chapter Fourty Six

Hope.

Once inside the house, Damian kept his hand at my back and told Alba and his bodyguards to go to bed. We then went into the living room to grab a bottle of vodka before he led me upstairs to his bedroom.

“Are you still curious?” he asked once we were inside and he had closed the bedroom door. Uncapping the vodka, he took a swallow then placed the bottle on the table.

Watching him, I did the same, took a couple sips of water, then coughed and handed it back. He chuckled and drank once more before setting the bottle on the nightstand. He dimmed the lights and stripped the bed of its comforter before turning back to me. “Are you?”

“Damian”

He wrapped one arm around my waist and put his forefinger to my lips. “I want you, Hope. My cock is aching to be inside your warm little pussy.” He kissed me, and I yielded, my body already reacting to his touch, wanting him.

Remembering how he made me feel. How he made me cum.

His fingers touched my shoulders, and I felt the dress dragged