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Damien stepped back before rising to his full height, his tall frame instantly towering over Jacqueline’s much smaller one.
She didn’t retreat.
Instead, she remained exactly where she was, her bare breasts brushing lightly against the fabric of his shirt.
Without breaking eye contact, Damien slipped his feet out of his shoes one at a time. His gaze remained locked on her with fierce intensity as he began undoing the buttons of his shirt, slowly, deliberately.
As he worked them open, the backs of his hands occasionally brushed against her breasts.
Jacqueline finally took a small step back.
For a moment, the urge to cover herself flickered through her mind under the weight of his dark, devouring stare. But she resisted the instinct.
She didn’t want to hide.
In fact, she liked the way he was looking at her.
The hunger in his eyes was almost sinful like he could devour her whole, like he wanted to corrupt her with every desire burning inside him.
His gaze said everything.
And she loved every second of it.
The way he looked at her as though she were the most tempting thing he had ever laid eyes on… like she was his favorite meal.
Within seconds Damien had stripped his shirt off and tossed it aside carelessly.
He stepped forward again until their bodies met.
Her breath hitched sharply at the sudden skin-to-skin contact, her nipples hardening instantly against the warmth of his bare chest.
She expected him to grab her.
To kiss her.
But instead…
He walked away.
Jacqueline blinked in confusion as he calmly removed his pants.
And before she could process what he was doing, he dove into the pool with practiced ease.
She stared at him in disbelief.
Was he seriously going to leave her hanging in the middle of such a heated moment just because he suddenly felt like swimming?
If this was his idea of teasing her, then he was definitely going to pay for it.
A moment later his head broke through the surface of the water. Damien inhaled deeply and pushed his wet hair back with one hand.
Water clung to his powerful shoulders, his broad chest, and the defined muscles of his biceps.
Jacqueline couldn’t help staring.
Half-naked like that, he was dangerously tempting.
“Strip.”
The command rolled from his lips.
A shiver ran through her stomach.
Jacqueline sauntered forward slowly, stopping directly in front of him where he could see her clearly.
But instead of facing him while undressing, she turned her back toward him.
She didn’t unzip the dress.
Instead, she slowly slid it down her body, deliberately teasing, fully aware that his gaze was fixed on the curve of her ass.
The fabric pooled at her feet.
She straightened, arching her back slightly as she stepped out of the dress.
Now she stood before him wearing nothing but a thin thong.
When she turned around to face him again, a victorious smile curved across her lips.
The expression on Damien’s face was priceless.
He looked like a man standing on the very edge of losing his control.
Jacqueline walked toward the pool with slow, deliberate steps meant purely to torment him.
When she reached the edge, she leaned forward slightly, arching her back.
His eyes immediately dropped to her breasts.
A low growl rumbled from his chest.
“Jump,” he ordered again.
Jacqueline smirked.
Instead of obeying him, she moved toward the pool stairs at her right.
Slowly, she descended into the water.
Damien remained in the deeper part of the pool, so she swam toward him.
The moment she reached him, she stopped.
Just as she expected, his arms instantly wrapped around her waist and pulled her firmly against him.
Her soft breasts pressed tightly against his hard chest as he stared down at her intensely.
“Kiss me,” he whispered.
Jacqueline didn’t hesitate.
She leaned forward and captured his lips instantly, biting and sucking at them.
But Damien didn’t respond.
The lack of reaction irritated her.
Oh.
So that was the game.
He wanted her to work for it.
Jacqueline bit down harder on his lower lip before her tongue darted out to slowly lick along his mouth.
A low growl escaped him.
Finally, his lips parted.
He kissed her back.
He couldn’t resist her especially when she was deliberately teasing him like this.
She was simply too damn tempting.
The kiss deepened instantly.
Damien devoured her mouth as if the world might end tomorrow.
His hand slid down to her backside, squeezing it roughly in his large palm.
Jacqueline’s toes barely brushed the pool floor, while Damien stood tall enough that the water only reached his shoulders.
She could feel the hardness of his arousal pressing against her lower stomach.
Jacqueline decided to push things further.
Her hand slipped down between them.
Then she boldly grabbed him over his boxers.
Damien hissed sharply and broke the kiss, pulling back to glare at her.
But Jacqueline didn’t stop.
Instead, she squeezed him harder.
A rough grunt escaped him.
His hand fisted the thin fabric of her thong and yanked it upward, the material dragging roughly against her sensitive skin.
Jacqueline bit her lip but kept moving her hand over him.
Damien’s patience snapped.
With one sharp motion he tore the thong away completely before cupping her between her thighs, rubbing against her warmth.
She squirmed under his touch.
Slowly, Jacqueline tugged at his boxers, silently telling him to take them off.
He understood.
In one swift motion Damien removed them.
Now both of them were completely naked in the water.
He pulled her closer again.
Jacqueline reached down to grab him once more, but Damien moved faster.
Suddenly he spun her around so her back pressed against his chest.
One of his hands wrapped around her throat.
The other grabbed her breast, squeezing it mercilessly.
She whimpered softly when he pinched her nipple between his fingers.
Then his hand slid downward.
He cupped her between her legs before delivering a sharp slap that made her jolt.
A deep chuckle rumbled from his chest.
Before she could turn her head to look at him, his fingers slipped inside her.
Two thick fingers.
He began thrusting them in and out.
Jacqueline moaned loudly.
His grip around her throat tightened slightly.
“What do you want, baby?” he rasped against her ear.
She struggled to think clearly.
“You,” she breathed.
He moved his fingers faster.
“Be specific.”
She bit down on a moan.
“I want you to fuck me,” she whispered.
A slow smirk appeared on his face.
“That’s my sweet girl.”
Then he turned her back around to face him.
Grabbing himself in his hand, Damien rubbed the head of his erection slowly against her entrance.
Jacqueline shuddered.
He grabbed her thighs and lifted her effortlessly.
She wrapped her legs around his torso and her arms around his shoulders.
Their eyes locked again.
Once more he guided himself against her.
Her teeth sank into her lower lip as their gazes held.
And then
With one powerful thrust
Damien pushed deep inside her.