Page 37 of Shadow Hunter

She shook her head, her embarrassment getting the better of her. “Sorry, I don’t know what came over—”

But he caught her wrist, stilling her with a single hand. “Don’t be.”

Slowly, her gaze inched up to meet his, the surprised look in her eyes equal parts innocent and perfect. He could feast on that look, onherfor days, like a lion stalking its prey.

The energy between them was primal, heady.

“What are we doing here, Shortcake?” he growled. “You tell me.”

He watched as her breath hitched, before slowly, she stepped closer. “I don’t want to pretend anymore, Damon.” She placed a single hand on his cheek, and that one move was enough to destroy him. “Kiss me, please.”

“Oh, Shortcake,” he purred, slowly reaching for her towel. “How can I say no when you beg so sweetly?”

The fiery lookin Damon’s blue eyes as he kissed her sent Tiffany’s heart thumping against her chest. She didn’t care if she didn’t know him.

Something about him sparked a fire in her. Made her brave, reckless even.

And that was enough for her.

Without warning, she balled up her courage and dropped her towel to the floor.

Damon paused only for a second, pulling back long enough for his gaze to rake over her.

“Fuck me, you’re perfect.”

Within seconds, he had her pressed against the tiling of the shower, his lips meeting hers once more. But there something different in this kiss. Something unbridled, unleashed. The intensity of it was enough to make her moan, the delicious minty taste of him filling her mouth as he kissed her. His kiss its own kind of claiming. No one else had ever kissed her like this.

Like his tongue was making love to her mouth.

Like she was his everything.

Gently, he suckled on her lower lip, the action making her moan and buck her hips against him. Heat rushed to her center, every inch of her longing for his touch, his nearness. She ran her hands over his shoulders and onto his muscled chest, her fingers crossing the hard ridges of his abs appreciatively before she slipped her hand into his jeans.

The growl that rumbled from his throat as she stroked him, felt powerful, potent. Addictive even. She could hear that sound every day for the rest of her life and never tire of it. His lips trailed from her mouth, and he nestled his head beside her neck,kiss and lavishing the sensitive skin there. A shiver rolled down her spine.

His hands slipped behind her back, cupping her ass, before lifted her with ease so her hips were up against him. Supporting her with one arm, he trailed his hand along her skin and down to the juncture of her thighs.

“This okay?” he breathed.

She nodded. “More than okay.”

His warm hand nestled between her legs, and he rubbed his fingers in slow, sensual circles over her clit. She moaned, a fresh wave of heat flooding her. As if she hadn’t already been wet enough for him before. His fingers were covered with her sweetness.

“So responsive. So perfect.” He met her gaze then, before he slipped his fingers into his mouth, licking them clean. A deep moan escaped his lips.

She gasped her eyes going wide, to know he liked that....

He lowered his hand between her legs again and massaged her, fire coursing through her veins and warming her in a way she hadn’t known was possible. The last of the water drops from her shower dripped onto her skin, the contrast of the cool water on her breasts creating an amazing sensation. He placed his cheek against hers, his mouth trailing sweet kisses up to her ear. The heat of his breath sent waves of electricity rolling through her body.

He gently nipped at her earlobe. “You taste so sweet.”

Still supporting her with one arm, he captured her hand in his and led her fingers down to the button of his jeans. She knew what he wanted, and she wanted that too. Leaning forward, she undid his jeans and his pants fell to his ankles, revealing the hard, strong length of him.

She fought back a gasp. His cock was large and thick, and the thought of him plunging deep inside her sent both chills racingthrough her body. Kissing her deeply again, he placed himself just outside the entrance to her body. Adrenaline and excitement overwhelmed her as the pressure increased.

She pulled back from his kiss. “Damon, wait,” she whispered.

He stopped immediately and met her eyes.

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