Chapter 44 Out Of Bounds

• Hailey
• I stared at my reflection, the lace lingerie Damien had chosen clinging to my curves like a second skin. I didn't know why he had picked it, but the desire in his eyes earlier had ignited something dangerous in me, a fire smoldering in the pit of my stomach. It wasn't as if he hadn't seen me naked before. He had—touched every inch of me, tasted every part of me, claimed me in ways that left no room for modesty. And yet, heat crept up my cheeks at the thought of him seeing me in this. Especially after what he'd done earlier—shoving his fingers down my throat in that way.
• No. I didn't get off on pain. But I never pulled away when Damien Black was rough. Maybe because that was him—untamed, unapologetic, intoxicating.