Page 21 of Just One Night Together

“You’re good at that,” she whispered when he finally lifted his head.

“So are you.”

“Biology classes,” she said, unable to stop her smile. “I know all the good spots.”

Damon grinned. “While I just had to find them myself.”

Their gazes clung for a long moment, and she could have drowned in the warm glow of his eyes. She took a deep breath and winced. “But it’s shower time.”

“My thoughts exactly.” He stood and tossed her over his shoulder like a cave man. Haley squirmed and squealed, kicking her legs because she thought he expected it. Her efforts didn’t slow him down, and she sobered when she realized he might want the second time to be in the shower.

“Not in the bathroom,” she hissed, gripping his shoulders.

“Why not?”

“It’s tiled and the sound carries through the vent.” Haley shook her head. “I know way too much about my neighbors’ sex lives. They don’t need to know about mine.”

“Don’t worry,” Damon said with quiet confidence and put her down on the bathmat. Once again, he seemed imposing. He’d made her apartment seem small but the bathroom was filled to bursting with his presence. It was kind of nice. Warm. “We’ll figure out a way to keep it quiet,” he promised.

“But I’m not quiet...”

“I know.” He shook his head and smiled down at Haley, sensual intent in his eyes. His voice dropped low. “That’s very, very sexy, by the way.”

It had been a while since anyone had called Haley sexy and no one had ever liked that she was noisy. Garrett had always found it embarrassing and she’d often held back as a result. She eyed Damon warily, wondering if he was teasing her. “It is?”

“It is.” Damon was definite.

“Why?”

“It’s like you just can’t help yourself. Given that you’re so big on self-control, it’s incredibly hot.” He stole a kiss that left her breathless, then whispered in her ear. “Like I’ve gotten to you.”

Haley shivered. “You have. You did.” He continued to kiss her ear and throat, his hands stroking her and Haley felt flustered. “I mean, you do.”

Damon growled a little under his breath and pulled her closer. “Works for me,” he whispered before he claimed her mouth again.

She felt the sign of his enthusiasm against her stomach and reached up to twine her arms around his neck. Being with him made her feel sexy. She touched her tongue to his, feeling bolder, and his hands spread across her back, lifting her to her toes. He slanted his mouth across hers and it was a few minutes before anyone said anything again.

“But still,” she continued. “It’ll echo if we do it in here.”

His eyes gleamed as he looked down at her and her heart leaped at his intensity. “You liked when I silenced you.”

“I couldn’t have let go and come otherwise.”

“So, let’s work with that.”

“How?”

“Kiss me when you’re going to come. Bite a towel when you’re on the edge. Bite me when you’re on the edge.”

Haley laughed. “No, really.”

He gave her one of those simmering looks and she felt unsteady on her feet again. “Oh yeah, really. Bite me hard. You can’t hurt me and trust me, I’ll love it.”

Haley smiled, more than ready to do just that. Their gazes held for one of those potent moments, then she reached out to touch his tattoo. “What does it mean?”

He shrugged and averted his gaze. “Nothing. I just liked the design.”

Haley parted her lips to say something, then thought better of it. Damon turned on the water, his back to her, and she understood. If the tattoo had meant something, anyone who saw it would know more about him. He kept his secrets close.

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