Did he really think she would be able to work out properly when he looked like that?
When Mairi didn’t respond, Damen glanced up and caught her staring.
She blushed, immediately averting her gaze, but it was too late.
Damen said wickedly, “Maybe you’re in the mood for another kind of exercise?”
She shook her head.
“You’re sure?” He caressed her knees.
The simple move had her jerking. “Damen! I really need to work out!” She had gained a few pounds after vacationing with him for only a week.
With a reluctant sigh, he released her sensitive knees and went back to holding her feet down. Mairi had a tendency to cheat when doing sit-ups, with her feet lifting off the floor to take away some of the pressure on her abs.
“Start working out then and,” he added gruffly, “—while you’re at it, tell me about the man from your past.” Damen knew he needed to f**king hear her story about Manolis like a hole in the head, but he also knew that he would never be at peace until he heard it straight from Mairi.
She protested, “He’s not what you make him sound.” Why did he insist on making it sound like she had this wild teenage affair with her old classmate?
Damen pushed her back on the floor, a hard look on his beautiful face. “Get on with it.”
With a frustrated sigh, Mairi clenched her abs and started her sit-ups. “So, Stavros was a Greek billionaire like you...”
As he watched her move gracefully up and down, her br**sts once again shaking like a damn invitation for f**king, he heard himself say, “And so you fell in love with him because of that?”
Mairi paused midway, hands clasped behind her head. “Damen!”
He moved forward and surprised her with a hot open-mouthed kiss, which was over all too soon, leaving her blinking.
The kiss calmed him somewhat, working like a reminder that no matter what happened in the past, it was his ring that the beautiful Mairi Tanner wore and she was by his side where she belonged.
“I won’t interrupt you anymore,” he said magnanimously.
She snorted.
Damen raised a brow, a silent remark at how uncouth she was with the sound she was making. It was as if he hadn’t made the same sound himself, the jerk! She shook her head. Too bad she was in love with him, even with him being a jerk.
With a sigh, she continued, “Anyway, Stavros and I became friends because we bonded over, well, Greek mythology lessons.”
“How…sweet.”
She tried not to laugh. Never had she heard the words spoken with such disdain, like sweet was synonymous to days-old shit.
“So…we were really just friends but unfortunately, there was this girl in my class who didn’t believe it. She got really jealous and spread nasty rumors about me that caused my expulsion.”
“And Manolis did not keep you from being expelled?”
“It happened too fast and everything was decided in a day.”
“But if he was the reason—”
“He was not the reason why I was expelled, Damen.” Mairi’s voice was gentle but firm. “It was the other girl who chose to misinterpret things, her blindness and jealousy that made her see something between us that didn’t exist.” She looked at him straight in the eye. “I don’t blame him for what happened. It’s not his fault.”
“How…forgiving.”
This time she couldn’t help but laugh, the way Damen’s lip curled at the last word, making it sound like she had just announced her intention to attend church wearing an outfit Lady Gaga would be proud of.
Biting her lip, she said, “So earlier, when those reporters—”
Deciding that a distraction was called for, Damen crouched down on both knees and whipped her shirt off after.
She forgot what she was about to say. “Damen!”
But he wasn’t done, quickly whipping her sports bra over her head and tossing it aside as well.
Mairi immediately crossed her arms over her chest. “What do you think you’re doing?”
He looked at her innocently. “It’s a new way to exercise.”
She choked. “Exercise with my top off?”
“Yes.” He gently pushed her back on the floor, making sure that her hands were clasped behind her head once more. This left her br**sts completely bared to his appreciative gaze. He took his time studying it, and soon her pretty rosy ni**les hardened in response.
“Stop staring,” she begged him.
“Never.” This time he pried her legs apart so he could kneel between them. Bending down, he took one nipple in, sucking hard and loud, not stopping until he heard her moan.
At the sound, he released her nipple and bent back. “Now do your sit-ups, darling.”
Her eyes whitened. “Like this?”
Damen purred, “Let my kiss be your incentive.”
Oh my God.
It was an incentive she could never…resist.
She forced herself up, Damen obediently sucking her nipple passionately every time her nipple came close to his mouth.
Up, suck, down. Up, suck, down. Up, suck, down.
She was so wet by the time she had finished one set. Dimly, she heard a rustling sound. Her eyes fluttered open.
Damen was naked.
Oh my God—
In a move that was so fast she was left blinking, he dispensed with the rest of her gym attire, leaving her as na**d as he was.
Oh my God—
He said thickly, “Again, sweetheart.”
When she forced herself up once more, he moved her h*ps down and his c**k slid into her pu**y, which welcomed his thickness wetly, snugly.
The routine became more complicated, more arousing, guaranteed to drive her insane. She moved up, and he would thrust in the same time his mouth captured her nipple, alternating between both br**sts.
Up, thrust, suck, down.
“Damen.” She couldn’t take it anymore, her arms curving around his neck as her legs went around his waist. “Take me.” She sounded near tears. She was begging him. And she didn’t care.
Chuckling, he whispered into her ear, “Done exercising?”
She answered with a sob and a nod.
Tightening his hold around her, he thrust up and hard into her. Hands clasping her waist, he bounced her up and down on his cock. Each thrust had her reeling, pushing her further and further towards that place of no return.
Taking her mouth in a kiss, he whispered against her lips, “You’re mine, aren’t you, Mairi?”
She shuddered at the words, and she completely lost it when his fingers slid between their bodies to tease her pleasure nub and stimulate her into orgasm. She came as she cried out, “Yours. Always, always, always yours.”