I thought about you coming. I thought about what it would be like here, with you.’ ‘Like this,’ said Damen. He kissed the top of Laurent’s bare shoulder, then his jaw. ‘No, I—thinking about you and being with you are different, you’re always more powerful, more—’ ‘Go on.’ Damen felt a wellspring of pure pleasure, laughing against his neck. ‘Stop my mouth,’ said Laurent. ‘I don’t know what I’m saying.’
