Shine brighter than the moon

"I want you!" Damien growled, closing the distance between them and closing his lips over hers and in a sweet, slow kiss.

Damien had intended only to kiss her, but she was so soft and felt so good in his arms that he couldn't bring himself to stop.

With a groan, he slid his hands up her back and cupped her neck, his fingers twining through her hair.

The taste of her was driving him mad with need. His mouth roamed her face, her throat, and her neck. They slid down her body to caress her breasts and her thighs, her stomach and her back, and then down to cup her bottom.

"Damien." Her voice was a whisper, and she clung to him, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her breasts pressing against his chest in the fabric she wore.

He pulled her to him, holding her body to his, and she melted into him.

"I want you," he whispered again.

Emberlynn moaned and buried her face against his neck. Hastily stripping her off her dress, he lifted her in his arms, kissing her lips as he carried her over