Page 59 of Deathless & Divided

Lily froze, her stare flitting down to Damian’s mouth before jumping back to his eyes. “You’re too smooth for your own good, Damian.”

“Yeah, well, I try.”

With that, he bent down and caught her surprised gasp with his mouth. The moment her lips touched his, sweetness bloomed over his mouth. He could taste her flavor edging at the tip of his tongue, and Damian was lost. Lily’s hand fisted into his suit jacket as he took another step closer to her until her body was pressed against his and her back was pushed into the counter top. He’d just wanted to distract her worries, but now that he could feel the way her lips felt moving with his, Damian wasn’t about to stop. His hands slipped under her skirt, skimmed around to the back of her toned ass and grabbed tight. He lifted her onto the counter in one fluid motion, needing her higher so he didn’t have to bend down to get that mouth of hers on his like he wanted.

Lily sucked in a ragged breath, her lips parting just enough to allow Damian to deepen the kiss. His tongue found the delicious heat of her mouth. As he kissed her harder, letting his teeth scrape over her bottom lip while she watched him under dark lashes, his hands roamed over the curve of her waist and up her sides until he was cupping her jaw again. His cock thickened under his dress pants and the way her body moved was just enough friction to get him harder than steel and ready to rip her fucking dress off. It was already ruined, right?

Damian forced Lily’s head back, baring her neck and making her eyes widen. She was fucking beautiful. Her lips, red and pouting from his kiss, trembled. Her slick tongue darted out to wet her lip before it disappeared back inside that goddamn candy mouth of hers.

Yeah, candy mouth.

Because it was too sweet and far too addicting to stop at just one.

Lily’s dress had ridden up, exposing the shape of her hips and a flash of black lace at the junction of her thighs. Her chest expanded and dropped fast with the harshness of her breaths.

“I was not expecting that,” Lily said, a heat coloring her words.

Damian grinned. “The best moments come when you’re not looking for them, Lily.”

“I didn’t say it was bad.”

“I wasn’t going for bad, sweetheart.”

Lily’s legs tightened around his waist. “Are you going to do that again?”

“Maybe.”

Lily swallowed hard. “I don’t—”

“Hush,” Damian demanded.

“Damian—”

“Lily, be quiet.”

His tone offered no room for argument. Damian wanted to enjoy the few moments he had with this defiant, interesting girl while she was giving them. He didn’t want her worries or second thoughts running away with her.

“Hush,” he repeated.

She nodded slowly. “Okay.”

“Yes.”

“What?” she asked.

“I lied. Yes, I’m going to do that again. I’m going to kiss you again because I like the taste of your mouth and I always take what I want. And I’m really looking forward to finding out if you fuck like you kiss because if so, I can’t wait.”

Lily’s eyes blazed with lust. “What game are you playing, Damian Rossi?”

“No game.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, but if I was, you should know I play for keeps.”

“And you always take what you want,” Lily said, throwing his words back at him.

“I absolutely do.”