She scurried to the door and turned to find his eyes on her ass.Her heartbeat doubled, and her cunt spasmed at the hungry look in his eyes.
“Someday soon, I’m going to be in that tight little body,” he growled.
Her heart felt like it would beat out of her chest, and her breathing deepened.
“This is your only chance to run, baby.”
She sucked in a startled breath.“Good night, Damon.”
“Good night, sweetheart.”
She thought it would take a few hours to fall asleep because her body was tense with desire.But the lack of sleep she’d gotten lately made it impossible to stay awake.Especially knowing she was safe.She was asleep in minutes and slept through the night for the first time in weeks.
After she had showered and dressed the next morning, she walked into the kitchen to start the coffee but found it was already made.She poured a cup, walked to the patio door, and looked at the serene view of flowers, trees, birds, and bees.
She jolted when arms came around her waist, and a mouth started kissing her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.“Good morning, baby.How did you sleep?”
She cleared her throat.“I ...good.What about you?”
“Not so much,” he said.“I couldn’t get you out of my head, so I had a hard-on for hours.”
She knew he caught the smile she tried to hide.
Damon snorted.“Oh, you like that, don’t you?”
She shrugged and then gasped when he took her cup and set it on the table before turning her in his arms.
“Answer me,” he demanded.
“Yeah, I guess.I don’t think anyone has wanted me that much before in my life.”
“They better not either,” he growled.“Now, I want my morning kiss.”
She opened her mouth to argue, and he took full advantage of it and pressed his lips to hers.This kiss wasn’t slow and easy like she expected, but hot and ravenous, and all she could do was hang on and enjoy.
She blinked a few times when he lifted his head.
“Fuck, as much as I would like to stay here and give you everything I imagined, your brother is going to meet us at the Benson place in an hour, and I’ll need more time than that when I finally get my hands on you.”He pressed a hard kiss to her already swollen lips.“Let’s get you some breakfast.”
She tried to steady herself when he took a step away from her.She was glad when he kept his hands on her for a moment because if she fell due to her shaky legs, she’d never live it down.
Emma nodded.“I just drink coffee in the morning.”
He grunted.“You’ll do better than that.Sweetheart, you’ve lost too much weight.You’ll eat at least an egg and a piece of toast.Go sit down and enjoy your coffee.”
“You don’t have to make me breakfast, Damon.”
He stared at her.“I’m going to make you hundreds of meals, so get used to it.Hell, I’m pretty good at it.Now, tell me how you like your eggs cooked.”
From the stern, dominant look on his face, she knew she wouldn’t win this one.“Over easy, please.”
“Good.How about some orange juice?”he asked, although he was already pouring the glass.
She rolled her eyes when he set the glass in front of her.“Sure,” she said sarcastically.
Within a few minutes, Damon set a plate in front of her.It had an egg, a piece of toast, and fruit on it.She knew she wouldn’t get away with missing meals again with him around.“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” he said, kissing the top of her head.