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He settled between her thighs again, and before she could protest that she was too sensitive, that she couldn't possibly, his mouth was on her again.
This time was different. Slower. More deliberate. Like he was savoring every taste, every response, learning her body with the focused attention he brought to everything he did.
His hands roamed while his mouth worked....sliding up to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples. Adding layers of sensation that made it impossible to think, impossible to do anything but feel.
"I could do this for hours," Damien murmured between kisses and licks. "Just keep you here, keep you coming, until you forget everything except how good I make you feel."
One finger pressed inside her while his tongue worked her clit, and the dual sensation made her back arch off the sofa.
"That's it," he encouraged. "Stop fighting. Stop thinking. Just feel what I'm doing to you."
