Page 78 of Pandora's Pleasure
“Come together,” demanded Damien, his voice gruff.
Head back, shuddering violently, I climaxed into the center of this blinding pleasure, wrecked and ruined, eyes rolling back as freedom found me and I surrendered completely, shuddering and writhing; disappearing into the center of euphoria.
Damien’s body stiffened behind me and his breath caught with the upward push of his hips, causing me to quake as he released his heat with a jerk.
Stilling, our breaths slowed, limbs softening.
Feeling cherished by them both, I slumped back against Damien.
I had been adored and loved, all with nothing expected in return.This…this had been everything and more that I’d asked of him.
He pulled me back into a hug, wrapping his arms around me. “That was perfect,” he said huskily. “Well done, Pandora.”
Again…
I wanted all of it again.
Curled up like a kitten in the same chair I’d fucked her in, Pandora appeared spent and close to falling asleep. She was still wearing the blindfold to protect Theo’s identity.
Quietly, I escorted him out of the suite into the hallway, keeping my foot stuck at the base of the door so I wouldn’t lock myself out.
I tapped his arm with gratitude. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure.” He shrugged into his jacket.
“You’ll be able to make it home?” I was referring to the boner that had gone unsated because his role had been merely to lavish devotion on Pandora.
He gave a smirk. “I can handle myself. She seemed to like it, right?”
“She responded well.”
“That was very generous of you, Damien, considering this arrangement could be temporary.”
I shushed him. “Keeping her happy is my priority.”
“So you like her now?” He looked unconvinced. “I thought she was just a PR move.”
“Lower your voice.”
He gave me sympathetic look. “I love you, bro. You always get the rough end.”
“That’s not strictly true.”
He moved closer. “It looks like her father’s scandal can’t be disappeared.”
Which meant the death knell on our relationship had been rung.
No, I wasn’t giving up so easily—not when I’d begun to find her so desirable. Not when I couldn’t push her from my thoughts when she wasn’t around. And certainly not when I’d had her come so deliciously on my lap five minutes ago.
“Maybe it’s time to negotiate with Salvatore Galante? See if we can get him to drop the story."
Theo arched a brow. “Your dad wouldn’t approve. No negotiating with the enemy and all that.”
“I’ll think of something.”
“You’ve no choice but to break it off with Pandora.” He glared at me. “You’re capable of doing that, right?”
My mouth tried to form the proper words, and failed.
