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Chapter:-79

Damon kissing her way sporadically across her chest as he undid the buttons of Alessia shirt. He would never rip any of Alessia's clothes - not unless she asked him to - because he knew that Alessia would get annoyed about it. Buttons undone she yanked her shirt down over her arms, his fingers eager to gain access to her skin. "Now, what was that about it?"

Damon let out a low rumbling laugh as he gripped Alessia's hips and ground against his, making Alessia breath hitch in her throat. Damon leaned up and kissed the Alessia collarbone. "Do you remember that time in Paris? The candlelit dinner, the romantic walk along the Seine..."

"That god-awful violinist," Alessia chuckled, remembering the screech of the violinist's bow tear against the strings as he played outside their hotel room window. Alessia moaned as Damon tugged on her hair, pulling her up as he nipped at her collarbone. "How could I forget?"

"We could have that again..." Damon gasped, his hands feverishly trying to drag the
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