Masked Feelings

Chapter 32: Unwanted

"A glass of wine?" Damian asked as he walked to the kitchen. I followed behind, not really knowing what to do. Wait. I knew what I came to do here but I didn't know what Damian was waiting for. Once we reached the kitchen, he motioned me to sit on a chair while he walked to the drawers and pulled out two glasses. Then he took an expensive shit bottle of wine before walking to me. He pulled the chair in front of me and settled himself. He poured the wine in complete silence. I blinked several times. I didn't know how to break that silence and we could feel tension reigning in the room. Sexual tension. The looks that he was giving me was enough to make me fidget in my seat.

"Stop staring at me" I mumbled as I stared at him. He smirked, then licked his lips, causing me to pressed my thighs together. Damn. The things that he made me feel was simply magical. No words needed to be said. His eyes were enough. I brought the glass to my lips and tilted it. The wine slide in my mouth as I stared at him. Once I was done with a sip, i licked my lips, making Damian clench his jaws.

"You're torturing me" he breathed as his eyes dropped to my lips. A grin appeared on my face as I put the glass back on the table and stood up. I walked to him, took his glass out of his hand and slowly took a gulp of his wine. Damian was looking at me in anticipation. He pulled his chair backwards and motioned me to sit on his lap. I put the glass on the table and sat on his lap, with my legs on both sides of him. I put my hands on his shoulders and leant my forehead against his. "You're so beautiful" He breathed. I could hear sincerity in his words and his eyes were shining.

"You make me feel beautiful" I admitted. He put his hand on the back of my neck and pushed my face closer to his. Our lips met and instead of a rough, sexual and hard kiss, it was a slow, passion and soft one. He was holding me, scared as if i might break in his hands. The hand that was on my waist, pinched my skin slightly, making me hiss in pain. He took the opportunity to slide his tongue in my mouth. I moaned against his lips and he bit my lips. My fingers ran in his hair, tugging on them, wanting him even closer. I could feel him growing under me. When we were soon out of breath, he pulled away and slowly pushed my face to the side to get access to my neck. His warm tongue danced against my cold skin and he made sure to suck and bite my skin to leave hickeys. I moaned as he bit hard on my skin. It was painful. But definitely good pain. When he pulled away from my neck, he crashed his lips against mine. I let my fingers ran themselves in his hair, tugging more roughly, causing him to groan in want.

Tiiing!

At the sound, I pulled away from what I wanted while huffing, making Damian chuckle. He put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled him to him again, just as his lips pressed against mine, the fucking 'ting' sound echoed in the house. This time, Damian groaned as he clenched his jaws.

"What the fucking hell do they want right now?" He breathed as he pulled away. I held on his shoulders and gently lifted myself off him. I couldn't help but notice the huge budge in his pants. "You caused this" he whispered huskily as he saw me staring. I bit my lips and when my eyes met his, i felt my cheeks reddened.

"What is it?" I asked, bringing him out of this hazy moment. He stood up and made his way to an intercom.

"The security men who are guarding the gates" he said as he pressed a button on the intercom. "What is it?" he asked sternly or rather rudely.

"Mr Spears. There is Miss Rosemary Kropp at the gate, saying that she has a meeting with you" The guard said. Rosemary? Here? I took a deep breath and watched as Damian looked conflicted. He was considering on telling Rosemary to go. But if it was a meeting, at that time, it must be important, right? And if Damian is hesitating, then it must be important.

"Let her in, I'm leaving" I told him, offering a little smile to show him that i didn't mind. Well, I did. But our relationship is just a deal and I'll have to deal with it.