Undercover Blonde Ch. 20
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Evie turned to face Damien in the dim entryway of her apartment. For a suspended moment, they stared at each other, the air between them charged with anticipation. Her heart hammered as she took in his face, the intensity in his dark eyes, the sharp line of his jaw.
Then Damien closed the distance in two swift steps. He pressed her against the wall, one hand at her waist, the other cradling the back of her neck. When his lips met hers, it wasnāt with the hesitation of a first kiss but with the conviction of inevitable collision. His kiss was raw, commanding.
Evie responded immediately. She reached for him, one settling at his neck, the other gripping his shoulder.
The cocaine transformed every sensation into something exaggerated and vivid. The pressure of his lips against hers, the taste of expensive scotch on his tongue, the solidity of the wall at her back, all registered with hyper clarity. Colors appeared more vibrant, sounds more distinct.
His tongue pushed past her lips, exploring her mouth with insistent pressure that demanded response. Evie met his intensity, her tongue sliding against his as she threaded her fingers through his hair. The world beyond their connection disappeared, reality narrowing to this single point of contact between them.
Time seemed to fragment. The kiss might have lasted seconds or minutes. She couldnāt tell. Her thoughts raced, then slowed, then scattered, impossible to gather. The chemical euphoria amplified her desire, making her suddenly, desperately aware of the wetness gathering between her legs, her nipples against the lace of her bra.