Chapter Twenty-Four
The Passion Of Lovers
***Damon***
The groan of pipes broke me out of my thoughts. My heart jumped with that excitement it did when it knew that sexy-as-hell body of Lorana’s was going to be in my arms. Her skin was soft, her hair was silky, not to mention her mouth... The things my mind travelled to when I saw her smile, even more so when she bit those plump ruby lips.
“Damon,” her voice travelled down the stairs like a song. “Can you help?”
“On my way!” My protectiveness hit me like a freight train. I was up at the bathroom door, throwing it open before I could blink. “Lorana, are you–”
“Wait!” She screamed. Then she laughed, trying to hide her naked body behind the towel. “I’m not decent!”
My manhood stood on edge. Tempting tease! I know she could sense my a
