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The Midnight Contract 7 The private alcove felt like a sanctuary after the intensity of the main floor. Damien’s arms held me securely on his lap, his fingers tracing soothing circles along my spine as the adrenaline slowly ebbed. My body hummed—cheeks still flushed from the public display, throat slightly raw from taking him so deeply, pussy and ass deliciously sore. The sheer lace bodysuit clung to my damp skin, a constant reminder of how exposed I’d been. “You’re shaking,” he murmured, tilting my chin up. His dark eyes searched mine with surprising concern. “Too much?” I shook my head, swallowing past the lump in my throat. “No. It was… overwhelming. But good. I felt powerful, even on my knees.” The admission surprised me. I’d always prided myself on control—in courtrooms, in life. Here, surrendering it felt like freedom. Damien’s lips curved. He kissed me slowly, deeply, like he was drinking in my honesty. When he pulled back, his voice dropped to that commanding timbre I w

The Midnight Contract 9The silk slip clung to my sweat-damp skin as Damien led me back to our suite. My legs still trembled from the bench scene downstairs—the way he’d fucked me slow and deep while the other couple watched, their eyes tracing every moan, every quiver of my body. I should have felt used. Instead, I felt alive. Cherished in the strangest way.Inside the room, he closed the door and turned me to face him. His hands framed my face, thumbs brushing my cheekbones with unexpected gentleness. The contrast between the commanding man who had just displayed me and this tender one made my chest ache.“You’re shaking again,” he said softly. “Talk to me.”I swallowed. “It’s getting harder to remember this has an expiration date.”His eyes darkened, but not with lust this time. Something deeper. He walked me backward until my thighs hit the bed, then eased me down onto it. Instead of stripping me or tying me, he lay beside me fully clothed, pulling me against his chest.“Twenty-on