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what I want?”
    “Exactly,” Damian said.
    “I guess I’ll start right now.”
    Ever since their kiss earlier, Matilda had been craving the taste of his lips. She couldn’t get that soft, perfect kiss out of her mind. She found her eyes frequently flicking down towards his lips, too shy to make a move. Now, though, she would prove that she wasn’t afraid to take what she wanted.
    Matilda leaned over and kissed Damian, catching him by surprise. For a moment he didn’t respond, and she pulled back a little, terrifi ed that she’d made a bad move—but Damian pulled her towards him and kissed her with a fiery passion, pressing his soft lips hard on her yielding ones, gliding his warm tongue easily across hers. Comparing this to their first kiss was like comparing a campfire to the sun. It sent every thought in her head reeling, scattering her common sense like beads across ice. She could smell his delicious scent all around her, and she longed for more. Passionate impulses she hadn’t even known she was capable of suddenly rose to the surface, fierce and impulsive. She wanted to mount him right there in the bar, regardless of the people around them, and ride him with reckless abandon, taming the raging ache which was begging her to give in to her animal desires.
    She finally pulled away, gasping, and looked into Damian’s eyes. They were stormy with lust, his pupils wide and black like the eye of a tornado.
    “Will you come home with me?” Damian asked, his voice husky with desire.
    “No,” Matilda said. “But you can come home with me.”
    As she pulled him out of the bar stool, sending him a coy look as she weaved through the crowd and towards the door, she thanked god that Colin had gone home—if her father ever heard about this, he’d probably have her deported in a heartbeat.
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Matilda’s hand felt warm and secure in Damian’s strong, warm grasp as they wound their way through the streets and towards her apartment, only a few blocks away from the bar in the most attractive part of Georgetown. Her heart was thudding in her chest and she felt both buoyed up and terrified in the knowledge of what she was about to do. She’d never brought a man home before—her father would kill her if he knew—but she didn’t care. Damian made her feel as if she was on fire. He was a heady drug which brought out hidden, mysterious feelings in her, and she needed more.
    “How long is it before we get there?” Damian asked, his voice a low hum of arousal.
    “A few more blocks,” Matilda said , wishing it was closer.
    “Too long,” Damian said, echoing her thoughts, and he pushed her up against the wall, kissing her fiercely, pressing her entire body against him as he wrapped his arms around her.
    The kiss was completely dominant, and Matilda gasped into it, overwhelmed by his warmth, his scent and the feel of his mouth working against hers, plundering her lips and taking everything she had to offer and more. She could feel the hard lines of his stomach through the thin material separating their bodies, and she was tempted to rip off their clothing right there, to run her hands over the smooth, heated flesh. Desire was pulsing through her like a volcano just waiting to erupt, but the tiny part of her which was still rational was sending out a warning. She couldn’t be seen like this. What if someone caught them and recognized her? It was too risky.
    “No,” she said weakly, struggling to push him off. “We have to get inside first.”
    “OK,” Damian agreed, kissing her again and running his hand below her t-shirt, up the silken skin of her back. Matilda moaned and arched into the touch, desperate for more. Suddenly, the need to get inside didn’t seem so important.
    He hitched her up effortlessly, lifting her bodily from the ground so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Matilda knew she should put a stop to it, but her entire body was screaming to be touched by him, her panties soaked with the evidence