Damien Sterling swiftly pulled Emma Hart close, enveloping her in his arms and leaning in to brush his lips against hers. In the not-so-cramped space, Emma felt his body press tightly against hers, his proud nose brushing against her first, followed by his lips that covered hers in a delicate tasting before he teasingly pulled away, murmuring ambiguously, "I smell it."
Emma's eyes widened in disbelief at the man before her. What sort of odd penchant did this CEO have? To smell what? The lingering taste in her mouth?
Every kiss Damien delivered was sudden, leaving Emma no time to react, her eyes widening with each encounter.
Suddenly, it was pitch black before her, as if something had covered her eyes. Then, a magnetic, tantalizing voice whispered near her ear, "Indulge a little." He was instructing her to close her eyes!
