The moment they were in the master suite, Damien kicked the door closed and carried Aria straight to the bed. But he didn't lay her down gently. Instead, he set her on her feet and started undressing her properly.The shirt was already gone, discarded in his study. He unzipped her skirt, let it pool at her feet, leaving her in nothing but her heels."Keep those on," he said, his eyes traveling over her naked body. "I want to fuck you in nothing but those heels."He watched her swallow hard, saw the way her pupils dilated, the way her breathing quickened.Three weeks. Three weeks of her living here part-time, of stolen moments between meetings, of quick encounters that never fully satisfied the hunger that consumed him.But now? Now she was here permanently. Now he had all night. Had every night. Had forever to explore every fantasy, every dark desire, every way he wanted to claim her."On the bed," he commanded. "On your back. Legs spread. Show me what's mine."She obeyed, climbing on
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