Symphony of sins

ldn't hav

ld she once knew. But her body betrayed her. Even now, with the truth pressing like a weight on her chest, she cou

pped forward, closing the door b

id, voice like midnight.

ly. "I should be

lips-half pain, half d

s that contradicted everything she'd just read. There was no dem

er effortlessly onto the lid. Her robe slipped off her shoulder, and Dam

ia," he murmured against

y have," sh

he dropped t

hers. His hands were warm, confident, sliding up her thighs like he was tuning an instr

his time, tasting her like he was starving, like this was the only way he knew how to worship. Her cries echoed through

e intensity of it breaking her open

wasn'

g her taste herself on his lips. Then, without warning, he fl

gas

ing that had never existed before. Her back arched with every thrust, nails clawing at the polished surface b

f how many times

d her tight, forehead pressed to hers, t

... everything e

ed in his arms, Aria's thoughts crept back to that a

-here s

ched in his scent. Drowning in some

know if i

was obs

kin still tingling with the memory of his mouth, his hands, his heat. But the moment she st

her, but also like he was afraid she'd disappear. And that article

d to clea

o wouldn't judge her for spira

said into the p

on the couch beside her, a glass of red in one

l-awakening, multiple-orgasm kind of g

king deeper into

hed. "Oka

into her glass. "I think

ike... feelings? Heart-eyes a

a said, voice low. "It'

ked. "A f

sleep with them and forget their names, I guard my heart like it's Fort Knox. But Damien... he's differen

studying her. "And wh

I'm craving something I can't name.

kay, that's hot-bu

la. Something I can't explain. He's mysterious. Intense. I found an article abou

ent. Then: "Do you think

h. But when he touches me..." She trailed off, biting her l

arm. "I've never seen you like this. A

a weak smil

a moment, the city hum

ghed. "Just prom

yth

atter how good the sex is, or how

"That's the problem, Mila... I'm not sure