A dark, satisfied sound rumbled deep in his chest. “Good girl for telling Daddy the truth.”

He leaned down and captured my mouth in a deep, claiming kiss before moving lower. His lips trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck, across my collarbone, then latched onto one nipple through the lace. He sucked hard, tongue flicking rapidly over the sensitive peak while his hand kneaded the other breast. I arched into him with a whimper, fingers threading through his silver-threaded hair.

Damien didn’t stop there. He kissed his way down my stomach, pushing the baby-doll up and out of the way until I was completely exposed. He settled between my...