Never mention other men

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"I have nothing to ask. All I want is for you to move away from me," Jasmine weakly whispered. Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest; she could hear it, even though she wished she could deny such a reaction.

"The first time I tasted your lips in the casino, I couldn't let go of the feelings it stirred in me. Believe it or not, that was my first kiss. You've gotten under my skin. Then, this morning, when I saw you licking that ice cream with your tongue stuck out, it sparked a desire in me I couldn't ignore. I've been thinking every second about how it would feel to kiss you again," Damon whispered, his hand on her waist, sending jolts through her body.

Jasmine looked into his eyes and felt herself going chaotic; her body was reacting strongly to his words. The next second, her breath hitched when she felt his hands rubbing her thigh. She was still in his shirt, with nothing underneath.

"I can feel you're not actually repulsed by my touch. Rather, you're trying to ventu