Isabella

I let out a hiccup as Damon's hands caressed my waist and traveled to my backside. He leaned into my neck and asked again about my arm.

"Tell me, how is your arm? Does it hurt when I do this?" He gently pulled on my left arm and took it behind my back. It did hurt a bit, but not enough to make me flinch.

 "A little bit," I said, wondering where I found the energy to speak. He responded by planting a soft kiss on my shoulder and pulling off the off-the-shoulder dress I was wearing.

He pulled down the shoulders to reveal my breasts. My nipples stood...