Chapter 24 - Then Don't

JULIA’S POV

Many times I have touched myself to the thought of Damon’s hand, his lips, his tongue but this was nothing like I ever imagined or fantasized about. The moment was charged. I felt heat right where he held me down despite the presence of fabric.

And when he pushed me further to the edge of the bed, I couldn’t help the little gasp that escaped my lips when I met his eyes.

“I am scared, Damon.” I didn’t know when the words left my lips and I hated myself the minute he went still.

“Of what?” his words were cold and hard. “Me?”

“Yes,” I admitted. “I am scared of how much I want this, want you. How much I am dying to have your mouth on me, how much I am shaking with the anticipation of just your face hovering around my pussy,” I was thankful for his position on the bed which stopped him from seeing my suspiciously hot face.

“You need to be scared of me, Snow white,” he said throatily, he held my lap and from his kneeling position at the edge of the bed, he was cloaked in darkne