Clarissa felt oddly exhilarated at the thought of her poking and prodding Damien while he was still asleep. She continued to play with his lashes.
Suddenly, his deep voice rang out. “Have you had enough fun?”
His eyes remained closed.
Clarissa wasn’t too happy with this. “Why did you pretend to sleep?”
“How would you play around if I didn’t pretend?” he asked back nonchalantly.
“Well, if you were awake…” It occurred to her that she generally wouldn’t have the nerve to do anything if he were awake.
“You wouldn’t have the nerve to play?” he asked, suddenly opening his eyes. Usually, his gaze was sharp and a little scary, but now it was gentle and filled with affection.
Clarissa averted her eyes. She pressed her forehead to his chest and drew circles on his abdomen with her finger.
Her touch was gentle, and it tickled him.
Damien was starting to get aroused.
“Do it somewhere else,” he said.
“Where?” She looked up at him innocently.
Her eyes gleamed.
She was already twenty-eight, but she still seemed like a young lady sometimes.
Her expression aroused him even more.
He pulled her hand downward.
“Here.”
Clarissa’s heart skipped a beat. Her face burned.
She pressed her face to his chest again, her breathing starting to race.
He flipped over and pinned her beneath him.
Thanks to this, Clarissa ended up dazed. She could barely keep her eyes open.
Damien pulled his pants on and went to the bathroom.
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