His Forbidden Love

Chapter 21

Max

His voice so strong and demanding that it made me unconsciously look up at him

"Hi" is all I said

He takes notice of what I'm wearing, his eyes scanning me from top to bottom. He looks up at me from his eyelashes making them look longer and I see him lick his lips.

My body automatically reacts to his action and I feel myself heating up from the vicious stare he has on me

God, how is it that he can make me feel like a gelatin mess?

He walks closer to me his long legs helping him get to me faster. He strides with confidence, a small smirk working its way up to his beautiful face. As for me, I'm still on top of the island both hands gripping tight to the granite tile table, frozen and biting the inside of my cheeck to not let out any sound that might slip out from how hot this man is making me feel.

He stands in front of me, one hand inside his pocket the other scratching his chin.

Then out of no where he wraps his strong arms around me hugging and having me disappear in his body. I hug him back my short arms barely wrapping around his torso.

"How are you?" his hoarse voice whispers in my ear. I bite back the itch to shiver and compose myself a bit when he lets go of me. His scent still lingering on me

"I'm good, Damien" I answer looking at how his jaw tighten and his eyes dilate, making them look completely dark.

He nods and takes a few steps back though his hand is still on my leg right above my knee. I can't help but feel giddy at how huge and rough looking his hands are, and how his thick fingers trace swirls on my skin. Wait, is this ok for him to be doing? I got so carried away by his touch that I forget that this man was getting too close to my personal space. But do I mind?........ No.

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Damien

As soon as I heard Max was spending the night with Jasmine, I decided to go over.

I knew I would get to see her again, since Jasmine is so fond of her, it was only a matter of time that she'd invite her over. I just didn't think it be this soon.

When I called my father to see how the business was doing, he told me how he finally got to meet Max, and how Jasmine seems to really like her.

So I made up an excuse of helping him with the work he's been neglecting there in his office.

On the way to my parents house I began to think of how I should act towards Max. I mean she's about twice my age. She's a little girl for heaven sakes. Yes she might not look like one but she is. I guess I'll just have to treat her like just another one of Minnies friend and resist touching her.

But boy was I wrong when I walked into the kitchen.

Her gorgeous self on top of the island her bare legs visible for my eyes, and her voluptuous breast wanting to burst free from that thin shirt.

That did it for me to throw all morals and plans I had through the window. She looked so delectable sitting on top of that table, it's like she was ready to be devoured, by me. She's too perfect and beautiful for me not to go for. She might be seventeen years my young but that little vixen will be mine.

The moment I touch her leg and begin tracing swirls over her skin was just enough to make me want to come.

I know she felt weirded out by my closeness, but I'm not expecting to get out of her way anytime soon.