the stiff black maid dress like it might

shoulder. Makes me look like I'm

for

Damien

p my neck as I remember the way he looked at me

be

eath and grab

job, I rem

I already know-

house, and I can feel my chest

ode on the keypad and ent

I take. I don't want to alar

my skin when I see Damien sipping his coffee.

, sir," I blu

s just thinking ab

but stare at his tattoos. I grab the va

s stay locked on me like a lion watching its p

ra yesterday. Or did you think you ran fast

y hand. My fingers tighten around the h

out turning around. "I was cl

w-deep, amused

re at their boss with those big, innocent

suddenly feels louder than a

o meet his gaze. "I don't care what yo

epping closer. "Your hands wer

of me now, inv

ara. Were y

f. Jealous? Why the h

ore. Whatever else happens in th

me. For every step he move

," he says, his eyes raking over my body s

o own me. Like

e vacuum, and keep cleaning

he murmurs behind me. "But don

dangerous, like a t

't respond. I won't gi

tween my thighs

I bend over to pick it up, I feel

mi

n feel the thick outline of his cock through his jogger

in around, giving him

. "Most girls bend for me. Yo

body again, like he's alrea

open," he adds before turning and wal