Chapter 4

One Night Mistake

I didn’t stop him.

The words “Then stop me” still hung in the air when I grabbed his shirt and pulled his mouth back to mine. Our kiss turned feral, teeth clashing, tongues fighting for dominance. Damien groaned into my mouth like a man finally unleashed.

“You should’ve stopped me,” he growled, shoving the rest of my gown down my hips until it pooled at my feet. He lifted me effortlessly, my back still pressed to the cool glass, legs wrapping around his waist. His cock strained against his pants, hot and heavy against my soaked core.

“Shut up and fuck me,” I hissed, hating...