C36 Punishment

I hit the bed with a bounce, clasping at my bare breasts as Damon looked me over. Something was different about him this time. He eyed me like I was his prey. A thing to be hunted down and devoured. He had torn every bit of clothing from my body, but my panties, which he traced the hem of with his fingers.

“He hasn’t touched you?” Damon asked.

I could feel the jealousy burning off of him