Chapter 18

• His mouth hovered above my knee. He was so close I could feel the heat of his breath on me. Without breaking eye contact, he leaned forward, bringing his lips further up so when he pressed his mouth against me, it was on my bare skin. The feel of it was like a jolt of pleasure to every cell of my body. I moaned and let me legs fall apart.
• When Damian lifted his head, he looked between my legs and let out a groan of his own. I looked down and couldn’t help but smile at what I saw. My white shorty shorts had ridden up to settle in between my pussy lips. I wasn’t wearing any panties, so Damian got an eyeful of shaved pussy bursting out of the sides of my shorts. Judging by the hungry look in his eyes, he liked what he was seeing.
• I spread my knees wider, and said, “My knee’s not the only place that hurts, Damian.”