The clasp released with a soft click, and he slowly slid the straps down her arms until the bra fell away completely.
For a moment, Aria stood there completely exposed from the waist up, fighting every instinct to cover herself.
"Don't," Damien said quietly, reading her intention. "Don't hide from me. You're perfect. Absolutely perfect."
His hands cupped her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples, and the sensation was so intense she gasped.
"Sensitive here too," he noted, repeating the motion and watching her reactions with dark satisfaction. "I'm going to spend hours learning every sensitive spot on your body. Every place that makes you gasp. Every touch that makes you moan. You're going to be completely mapped by me."
He leaned forward, his mouth replacing his hands, and when his lips closed around her nipple, Aria's hands flew to his hair, holding on for balance as waves of pleasure crashed through her.
"That's it," he murmured against her skin.
