Chapter 47: She's here; the woman in red

• "It's funny how a few moments ago, you were so adamant on finishing your work that I even had to resort to confiscating that stupid shirt. But now, you don't even want to step a single foot out of the room." Sarah said as she looked up at Damon who was hovering over her.
• He hummed at her words, an unruly side of his lips quirking up without his permission. "It's a must that I stay if you're offering me something I want." He dropped his head in the crook of her neck while making sure that his legs and arms held him up and prevented his full weight from embracing her. Sarah shivered at the contact. His breath was playing with her skin and the tip of his shaft that was pressed against her stomach, brought forth numerous images into her mind. They had just finished their little 'sexual moment' and she was indisputably tired as hell, but it seemed as if tiredness didn't stop her from craving more than she could even manage.
• Sarah's cheeks brightened and her wide eyes lowered its gaze to his muscular back. "And what am I offering?" Those wary-laced words were her failed attempt at sounding suggestive. Perhaps, it was because she had recently opened the door to a more bold and wildlike relationship that made her so inexperienced with such things? Or maybe it was simply time for her innocent side to roll out? Anyhow, that was a stupid move. Before now, she had a feeling that she'd only disgrace herself if those words slipped from her mind and out into the open, but she braved up and spoke anyway. And now, she made herself into a stupid spineless asshat.