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Chapter 68

"I'm going to treat you like a fucking queen." He growls out as he claims his lips with mine in a fiery, encapsulating fervour.

Taking my bottom lip in between his teeth, Damien gives it a tug before gently biting down on it. I let out an unexpected moan as he too groans into my mouth. My body seems to take over my mind as I pull back, only to trail kisses all the way down to his neck and returning the same gesture that he did to me. I don't hesitate as I bite gently on his neck, nipping and tugging at the sensitive skin and enjoying every second of it as moans repeatedly leaves his lips. I don't seem to think twice as my hand trail down his chest and to the hem of his shirt, tugging at it to show Damien I wanted it off. He doesn't question me as his arms leave my body to help me remove his shirt. I don't care that I seem to be blatantly staring as I throw his shirt to the office table behind me. Damien raises an expectant eyebrow at me, eyes unsure as he sees me staring back at him, unblinking. Letting out an exhale of air, he doesn't seem to appreciate the lack of contact and wait between us as he too grabs for my shirt and pulls it off of me in one sweep move, ignoring the shocked gasp that escapes me.

I hurriedly look down to my chest and sigh a breath of relief to see I'm wearing a considerably decent looking bra and not something that looks like it's come out of an old woman's closet. Damien doesn't remove his eyes from mine, the both of us gazing at one another, words unspoken but yet completely understood without a hint of the doubt. He lets his hands roam down my entire torso but eyes not straying from my face. I know that Damien is taking this slow with me. Memories of last time being in such a compromising position flood through my mind as I remember feeling incredibly self conscious of my figure. Without giving it much thought, I nod my head at him, sort of like giving Damien the all clear to proceed. Slowly, his eyes drop down lower and lower, his hands following wherever his eyes do not reach.

Without saying a word, Damien stands up, a squeak  like noise erupting from me. My hands automatically reaching to wrap my arms around his neck while his hands trail down my thighs and to my backside, gently applying pressure. My face goes bright red at the contact but he ignores it as he moves out of the office. I try to see where we are going but my vision gets cut off as Damien invokes a smothering kiss. My thoughts flying out the window as I immediately respond. My hands slung around his neck start to tighten but instead of him telling me to stop or he will die due to asphyxiation, he lets out a growl and before I know it. I'm pushed up against a wall, his own body moulding to mine, as I feel the contours of his body pressed up on mine. My mind barely registers the fact that we're currently in Damien's room as I catch a glimpse of the place over his shoulder, my attention however, rather occupied to be surprised by the turn of events. Especially as Damien lifts himself up and pleasantly pushes up against me. Friction and heat being created from the contact as both of us respond to one another quote blissfully. I push myself up against him in response and lean into him as I place sloppy kisses on his chest, trailing them up to just below his ear where I gently bite it.

Damien looses all sense of thought as he pulls away. My lips form into a frown as I think that this might just have been us acting upon our primal instincts and Damien doesn't want to think much of it. That he might think we've pushed this too far and that enough is enough. My chain of thoughts however, get interrupted as I'm bright away from the wall and into his chest, only to find myself thrown against the soft mattress of the bed. As Damien looms over me, our limbs tangled in one another and breathing ragged.

He stops and so do I.

All those carnal desires of ours that made us pounce on one another, slowly withers away and instead we stare at one another with renewed vigour. One much more gentler and full of hesitant gestures as Damien slowly lowers himself down on me. Kissing me with a soft intensity he never has before. We reach out to opposing bodies, hands craving to trail down the others body to find every crevice there is to behold but that soon stops as both of our hands collide with one another. An awkward laugh escapes me and even Damien smiles against our lips, chest rubbing against mine as he shakes with laughter.