Kayla
"Why are your n*****s so hard?" he asked.
The question sent a jolt of heat through my entire body. My cheeks flushed a deep red. I was completely embarrassed, but I couldn't look away.
Damien didn't wait for an answer. He closed the space between us in one step. He snaked his hand around my waist and pulled me flush against him. I gripped the edges of my towel. I tried to keep it from dropping, but my hands were shaking.
He didn't let me hide. He grabbed my wrists and threw my hands to the side. The towel loosened and fell to the floor. Before I could even gasp, he leaned down and kissed me. It wasn't a soft kiss. It was hard and hungry.
My bare breasts were pressed tight against the hard muscle of his chest. The contrast was intense. His skin was hot and slightly damp. I felt
