Chapter Thirty Two

Hope.

Warm lips kissed a line from my shoulder down to my arm. I stirred and opened my eyes to see Damian’s dark head move sensuously down my body.

“That is a very nice way to wake up,” i murmured.

His head came up, and i met the liquid gold of his eyes. “How are you feeling, my love?”

I rolled onto my back and lifted my hand to thread it through his short hair.

“Much better. I’m full and had a nap. What more could a woman want?” Damian just looked at me smiling.

I yawned then covered my mouth with my hand as my jaw nearly cracked with the effort.

“You are still tired,” he said reproachfully.

“I feel much better though. Truly, Damian. Let’s get up.”

He straddled my body, putting one knee on either side of my hips. He looked down at me, his eyes gleaming with a predatory light. “You are so eager to wake up. Why is this?”

I blushed and smacked his chest with my fist. He leaned down and tugged my lips into a kiss. He nipped at the fullness of my bottom lip until it was swollen