Aria POV
They absolutely were, I could feel it. "You're ridiculous."
"You like it." His nose traced the shell of my ear. "Admit it. You like morning Damien, he is charming."
"Morning Damien is pushy."
"Pushy, charming .Same thing." He bit my earlobe again, a little firmer this time. Not hard enough to hurt, just enough to make me gasp. "See? You like pushy."
"That was a gasp of outrage."
"Uh-huh." His tongue soothed where his teeth had been. Warm and wet. "Keep telling yourself that."
My toes curled in the sheets. The fabric was smooth and cool against my feet while the rest of me felt like I was on fire.
"This is inappropriate," I said. But I didn't move away.
"We shared a bed, we have had sex i think we're past appropriate." His hand slid back up to my stomach, fingers spreading wide. "Besides, you smell good in the morning."
"I smell like sleep." I said my voice wavering slightly.
