Kayla
He lowered himself, the head of his c****d finally brushed against my entrance. I could feel the heat and the sheer size of him, and for a second, my body screamed for him to just move.
But then, I pressed my hand firmly against his chest, stopping him in his tracks. "No," I said. My voice was surprisingly steady. "I don't want to do this."
Damien froze. He stayed braced over me, his muscles bulging from the effort of holding himself back. He arched a dark brow, his grey eyes searching mine for a hint of a joke.
"Really?" he asked, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. He was clearly vibrating with the effort of self-control.
I c****d my head to the side. My gaze dropped pointedly to his erection, which was still pulsing and very much ready. I looked back up at him with a challeng
