Have Me (Stark Trilogy, #3.6)(31)

Since I can’t argue with that, I don’t. Instead, I lean up long enough to hook my arms around his neck and pull him even closer to me. I meet his eyes, so full of heat and power they rival the sun that beats down on us. “Make love to me, Damien,” I whisper, and feel the immediate tightening in his body and the concomitant awakening of my own.

“With pleasure,” he says, flashing a sexy Damien Stark smile. Then he claims me with a kiss so bold and hot and deep that it clears my mind completely, erasing everything but this moment and this man and those three simple words that I cling to with such desire and wonder—Mrs. Damien Stark.

Now, on this island, with only the sun and the sky to witness our passion, I lose myself in the pleasure of this man that I married. And, yes, I am content.