Damien. His name was Damien, and she had been dancing around this moment for weeks. Ever since they had met at that charity event, there had been a spark between them, a tension that neither of them could deny. And now, here they were, alone in a dimly lit room, with nothing but the flickering candlelight to keep them company.
Isabella felt Damien’s presence behind her, and she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She could feel the heat radiating off of his body, and she shivered in anticipation. She knew what was coming, and she couldn’t wait.
Damien reached out and gently touched Isabella’s face, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheekbone. She leaned into his touch, her breath hitching in her throat as his fingers sent electric shocks through her body. She could feel her heart racing, and she knew that Damien could feel it too, his hand pressed against her neck.
“You’re such a tease, Damien,” Isabella said, her voice husky with desire. “You know what you’re doing to me.”
Damien chuckled softly, his breath warm against her ear. “And you love every minute of it, don’t you?”
Isabella turned her head slightly, her lips parting in a silent invitation. Damien took the invitation, leaning in to brush his lips against her ear. She gasped, her body trembling with desire as he trailed his lips down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake.
“I might,” Isabella said, her voice barely above a whisper. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t make you pay for it later.”
Damien slid his hand down Isabella’s arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. She leaned back against him, her body molding to his as he wrapped his arms around her. She could feel his arousal pressing against her, and she shivered with anticipation.
“Promises, promises,” Damien said, his voice low and husky.
Isabella reached behind her, grabbing Damien’s hips and pulling him closer. “I mean it, Damien. You’re not getting off that easy.”
Damien chuckled, his breath warm against her neck. “Oh, I have no doubt about that, Isabella. I have no doubt about that at all.”
And with that, he claimed her lips in a passionate kiss, his hands roaming over her body as she melted against him. The flickering candlelight cast long shadows on the walls, but in that moment, nothing else mattered but the two of them, lost in their own world of passion and desire.
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