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The food had been cleared away and Mairi was nowhere in sight. Frowning, he went to the bedrooms and still didn’t find any sign of her. “Mairi?”
“I’m here.”
The voice came from downstairs and he quickly made his way towards it, eventually finding Mairi in the villa’s patio, which was designed like an oasis in a desert. It had sand-colored walls, ocean-tiled floors, and an all-glass ceiling.
As for Mairi, she was right in the middle of it, seemingly busy preparing -—Damen walked closer. He raised a surprised brow. “You are preparing coffee?”
“Just the way Greeks like you want it.” Mairi was nervous, proud, and excited at the same time as she handed him a cup of steaming coffee, its aroma exquisite enough to have Damen nod in approval.
He took a sip.
And then he took another, a longer one this time. “How did you know how to prepare this kind of coffee?” Damen sounded impressed.
Mairi coughed. She couldn’t exactly let him know she had always dreamt of being a Greek billionaire’s wife and had prepared her entire life for such a role. Maybe after, when they were deliriously in love with each other, but right now?
Crossing her fingers behind her back, she said vaguely, “The Internet?” And then she let out a little shriek as Damen unexpectedly pulled her close. He kissed her, his lips tasting like coffee and passion and her toes totally curled as he pulled her harder against his body.
When Damen released Mairi, her gaze was still a little bemused. And when he smiled down at her, she smiled back dazedly. “Hi.”
He laughed. “Somehow I knew you would say that.” Not wanting to let her go completely, Damen kept an arm around her waist while lowering the cup on the table. Afterwards, he swept her up in his arms.
She gasped. “Damen!”
He mock-gasped in return. “Mairi.”
She swallowed.
He slowly shook his head.
Mairi blinked at the disapproving twist of Damen’s lips. “What did I do?”
“You swallowed,” he said seriously. “And this time I can’t let that one go. This time, youwillswallow something else.”
She was still choking by the time he had carried her all the way up to the master’s bedroom on the second floor. And instead of gently laying her down on the bed, Damen surprised her once more by tossing her in the middle of it instead. She laughed as she bounced on it and she shrieked and giggled when he came diving after her.
This playful side of Damen Leventis was not something she had expected to see, but she loved it. She loved it so much because she had a really good feeling that Damen did not reveal this side of him to just anyone.
Again, he made swift work of her clothes but this time Mairi did her best to undress him as well. Her fingers fumbled a lot of times but by the time he had her completely bare, she had at least succeeded in getting his shirt off.
He started to take off his belt and pants, but she shook her head. “Let me.”
She had a cute look of perseverance on her face, looking at his lower half like it was a Sudoku puzzle for her to solve. It was a very sexy look, dammit, and it took extraordinary control for Damen to let go and allow Mairi to take over.
When she finally managed to wrestle his pants off, she immediately tossed it off the bed. She looked back at Damen, but her smile faded at the sight of his burgeoning cock under his boxers.
Oh dear.
She had somehow managed to forget that he wasnotexactly lacking in size.
“Mairi?” She was paler than usual for some reason.
She managed a weak smile. “That...umm...” Her gaze went back to his boxers, which was stretched tautly across his hips and thighs. “You’re...umm...”
“Say what you want to say, Mairi.”
“Well...” She coughed delicately before mumbling in Latin.
He demanded, “What do you mean you’re a virgin?”