Elena's POV

It took a few minutes before I could move.

I lay there on my back, staring at the ceiling, still breathing hard after everything that just happened.

The sheets were tangled around my waist and my hair was a mess.

I could still feel him everywhere.

On my lips, on my skin, between my thighs…

Damien didn’t say anything but I could feel his eyes on me.

The silence between us stretched for a while then I sat up slowly, reaching for my phone on the nightstand.

My hands were ...