Page 64 of Wild Tangled Hearts

His groan vibrates through the room. “Damn, Bella.”

trail across my hips and stomach, up to my breasts, playing and teasing the nipples.

“I want you,” I whimper, positioning the tip of his cock at my entrance.

He strokes my clit, and I fight to breathe through the incredible sensations. But then he thrusts into me with one forceful movement, and I cry out as every erogenous zone in my body vibrates with pleasure.

He slides his cock out until just the tip remains, then slams forward again, and again, and again, so deep, so fast, a rhythm that makes my moans a scream of pleasure.

“Damien.”

There’s a primal need between us, a fierce hunger that threatens to undo me.

A tsunami of emotions and erotic pleasure roll through me.“Oh, god,” I cry out. The sensation is almost too much, but I want more. I want all of him.“Come for me, Bella.”

My name on his lips is my final undoing. The orgasm that rips through me is mind-shattering. Perfect. Addictive.

He thrusts one more time, and with a curse on his lips, his whole body quivers with the intensity of his pleasure. “My god, Bella, you’re so fucking amazing.”

He falls back on the bed, drags me into his arms, and a comfortable silence settles between us. My heart races, not only from the moment we've shared but from something deeper, something I never expected to find.

I watch his steady breaths and trace my fingers lightly across his chest. With every beat of his heart beneath my touch, I feel myself inching closer to a revelation I hadn't anticipated. Could it be? I wonder.

Something real.

Something I never thought possible with a man like Damien.

In the stillness of the night, I let my thoughts drift. Perhaps it's too soon to be sure, but I can't deny the warmth spreading through my chest, the way his presence makes me feel safe, cherished, and seen. It's not just the physical connection; it's something more profound that goes beyond the realm of desire.

I gaze at the man beside me, sleeping in my bed, who has ignited this unexpected spark within me. My heart whispers the words I haven't dared to utter aloud, but they're there, a fragile seedling of emotion taking root.

I might be falling in love, and as I close my eyes, I welcome the sweet uncertainty of this new chapter in my life, eager to see where it might lead.

As I fall asleep, my heart beats with a steady rhythm:Damien, Damien, Damien.

Reader’s Choice:

What should Bella do next?

Time to meet Damien’s family. Set up a date to meetDamien’sMom and niece. Turn to this page.

Agree to meet her high school friend,Mitchell, for coffee since he’s in town for the week. Turn to this page.

Chapter29

Mitchell

COFFEE AND GOSSIP

Stepping into the cozy little café, a bell overhead announces my arrival. The air is filled with the comforting fragrance of freshly brewed coffee, an instant pick-me-up for my spirits. My eyes quickly find Mitchell seated at our familiar corner table, draped in his effortlessly chic ensemble that could transform a simple paper bag into a fashion statement. I approach him with a sense of anticipation, and he rises from his seat with an exuberant grin, extending his arms for a warm embrace.

"Bella, darling, you look positively radiant!" Mitchell exclaims as he takes a step back to look at me.

I chuckle and wink. "Well, someone had to fill the glow quota around here since you moved to California.”

Mitchell's laughter is infectious as he gestures for me to sit. "So, what's the secret?” He gives a knowing smile. “Let me guess, it has something to do with a gorgeous, muscular hottie?”

I can't help but blush a little. "Actually, yes. But we’ll get to that later. First, I want to hear about you."

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