_Alyssa's POV_
Damon kissed me deeply, and I felt a surge of heat spread through my body. His lips were soft but demanding, as though he wanted to consume every inch of me. I melted into his touch, feeling his hands move down my body, tracing every curve. His fingers brushed over my breasts again, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. I moaned, arching into him, wanting more.
He responded immediately. He unbuttoned my shirt. I didn’t stop him. I didn’t want to stop him. Every touch, every kiss, made me want him more. As my shirt fell away, Damon’s lips found my neck, planting kisses that made me shiver. His hands roamed lower, his touch both firm and gentle, driving me wild with desire.
“Alyssa…” he whispered, his voice husky with need. His hands moved to the waistband of my p
