DAMON’S POVHer words didn’t leave me. “I want you, Damon.”For a second, I just looked at her. Rainwater still clung to her lashes. Her fingers were weak against my shirt, barely holding on, yet refusing to let go.I closed the distance, responding to the kiss which felt soft. Her fingers curled into my shirt as if grounding herself, and I felt every bit of it. At that moment, it was as if the confusion that had been building between us was finally finding a way out.However, I should have stopped. I should have pulled out. Yet, I didn't. Instead, I deepened the kiss.Her breath hitched softly, and that sound… it did something to me I couldn’t explain.Our tongues kept munching one another, as if struggling for survival, to the extent that I didn't know when my hand moved inside her top, gently squeezing her right breast through her bra. At that moment, my dangerous move could make us do it inside my car.With that, I pulled back abruptly.“Damon…” she whispered, her voice small—li
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