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Chapter 64: Good Girl

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD. SKIP CHAPTER IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE.

"Bye, Rocco." Violet and I stood at the doorway to wave him goodbye.

Damien and I had come back to the apartment. I thanked Ryder for letting me stay at his place, and he told me that I should be careful and I was always welcome at his apartment. I also apologized to him for anything Violet and Rocco may have said to him because I was sure they had not used a peaceful approach. When we got back, I had a mini-reunion with Violet and Rocco. We ordered some sundaes, and now Damien was wiping down the kitchen counter.

"Woah. Since when did you like cleaning?" Violet went over to the fridge and grabbed a water bottle.

"Just want to clean up the place." Damien threw away the paper towel. He quickly washed his hands in the sink and dried them with the towel. Then, he came around the island where I was standing.

Damien grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards the hallway.

"Why are you in such a rush?" I asked.

He yelled out. "Goodnight Violet."

"Uh. Goodnight Violet!" I yelled out before Damien slammed his bedroom door shut.

"Are you ok?" I asked. He pushed me against the wall and placed his lips onto mine. "Oh, ok," I mumbled into the kiss.

He placed wet kisses down my jaw and my neck. Damien grabbed the bottom of the sweatshirt and pulled it off me to gain better access to my body.

He firmly grabbed my waist and lifted me in the air. I wrapped my legs around his torso, and arms around his neck. Both of us stared at each other.

"What?" Damien asked.

"Nothing." I smiled.

Damien brought us to the bed and he dropped me on top. He put both his hands next to my head, hovering over me.

I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me and bringing our lips together.

His hands started trailing down my sides and stopped at the hem of the shirt I was wearing. He slid it up and came down to kiss my stomach. The touch brought butterflies to my stomach. He brought the shirt up even more, and I slightly raised my body up so he could pull it off. He threw it to the side.

"Hey, that's not mine, you know. I have to give these clothes back in good condition." I said.

Damien just laughed and kissed me again. "Whatever you want, baby."

I trailed my fingers down Damien's chest and started lifting his shirt up. He sat up and pulled it off in one second, leaving the display of his six-pack.

"Missed me?" Damien smirked.

I hit him. "Not with that cockiness."

He crawled on top of me and placed a kiss on top of my breast. He grazed his fingers underneath my bra which sent an electric jolt through my body. He moved down to kiss the area in between my breasts and lightly sucked on the skin, which caused me to arch my back and let out a soft whimper.

With my arms wrapped around his neck and legs wrapped around his waist, I instantly flipped us over so that now I was straddling him.

I leaned down to kiss Damien and trailed down his jaw and neck. I could feel something hard pushing against the inside of my thigh.

"Fuck, Belle." Damien breathed out.

He reached his hand behind my back, and I felt my bra unclip. The straps fell down my shoulders, and Damien pulled the whole thing off, leaving my whole top half-naked.