Chapter 48

• DAMON
• “Wait, Selena…” The woman wouldn’t listen. Her determined eyes stayed glued on my chest which was now successfully exposed, my tee-shirt finding its way to the tiled ground. “What are you…”
• My breath instantly hitched as she leaned closer and trailed the wetness on the tip of her tongue over my right nipple. I could feel my abdomen turn to jelly as she continuously tried to excite me and I must confess, her attempts were about to be prosperous.