~Damon~

The second the door clicked behind her, I stayed seated.

Still naked.

Still soaked in the scent of her.

Still staring at the faint trail of slick she left behind on the floor like her body was trying to mark every step, like it hadn’t figured out how to stop leaking all the filth I’d shoved into it.

Fuck.

I leaned back, chest heaving, the aftershock still buzzing in my veins. My cock was half-hard again, twitching against my ...