MY HANDS AT HER SCALP hold her in place while my lips and tongue invade her mouth taking and taking more from her. She gives me what I want, letting me take charge. I think some part of her recognizes this need that seizes me to remain in control, to dominate. I’ve had so little control in what has happened in my life lately that this is one area in which I want, no I need to be in absolute control of. And nothing gives me a bigger high than to see her submit to me. And she does, beautifully.

Fuck! I almost lost this woman because of my own stupidity. Now nothing will appease me until I’ve claimed her thoroughly. Only then will my mind recognize the fact that she belongs to me. She belongs by my side.

I untie the knot at her waist and ease her out of the robe all the while continuing to kiss her, backing her towards the bed until we both topple on it. I land on top of her and my mouth captures hers again.

I kiss her desperately, satisfaction zinging through my blood as she lays beneath me, my body pressing into hers. Her hips rise to meet my raging erection and I push further into her, enjoying her wild moans. Her hands tighten on my head and her legs wrap around my waist, aligning me closer to her center, while her mouth softens under mine.

“Damien, please. I need you,” she gasps.

Her hands are everywhere now, on my shoulders, down my back, tugging the gym pants off me. I stand and take off my pants and see the pure smile of approval on her face as she sees my naked body. She kneels on the bed, coming closer to me and puts her mouth on my chest, exploring my body with her hands and tongue. I hiss out a sharp breath as desire slams through me. Her hands scoot lower and she strokes me hard, once, then again, driving me mad.

I stop her hand. “Fuck, Aaliya, this will be over in minutes if you continue like this.”

Without giving her a chance to say anything, I push her down on the bed and lean over her. Her hands reach out to touch me again, but I clasp them with my own and raise them above her head.

“These stay here,” I tell her. She makes a sound of protest, but I hold her hands in place showing her exactly the way I want her to be; I don’t think I’ll be able to go slow if she keeps touching me like this. My body is already on fire and my mind is raging for me to take her hard and fast and give us both exactly what we ache for. But I have to slow it down.