Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 22

Maybe it was the alcohol. The lack of inhibition freed me from the anxiety and worries that usually plagued my mind.

Or maybe I just didn’t have any excuses anymore.

Softly, I reached up my hand, my fingertips brushing against his stubbled cheeks. He glanced down at me curiously, staying perfectly still as I buried my fingers into the five o’clock shadow.

“You changed,” I murmured to myself, feeling the squareness to his jaw-the way his cheeks had lost that chubbiness from when we were kids.

He was strong and firm and real.

Damon blinked slowly at me as if he was the one drunk. Even upside down, I could see the way he enjoyed my touch, leaning into my hands.

I fluttered to the small black mole underneath his right eye, pressing down gently. That was the same.

And so were his dark eyes.

The boy I used to know had become a man before I knew it. I was the only one who hadn’t noticed.

‘You were his light when he felt hopeless, Lacey had told me.

I was the reason he was standing here today, stronger than anyone knew.

“Do you love me?”

The words fell out of my lips, with no barriers to hold them back anymore. The fear of knowing the answer didn’t come as I expected.

I already knew.

Damon’s dark eyes never left me-crashing together like a wave of an ocean meeting the lava in a volcano. We were different.

But we somehow fit together. I couldn’t believe I didn’t see it sooner.

Damon leaned down until our lips were barely brushing, and our eyes connected deeply. I could see my reflection in his gaze as he whispered

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his answer.

“I always have.”

filled me like a hot summer day, and I ran my hands

His hand pressed against my chin, lifting it to meet his kiss. He tasted sweeter, but I was sure it was

away, breathing hard. I twisted myself so I was laying on my stomach, crawling my way up to

mine was not enough; I wanted more. I needed more. My skin felt feverish to

against the pillows, my hands on his chest as I straddled him, feeling him through his pants. I took control this

hand trailed down his chest until it drifted lightly over his c*ck, my nails scratching lightly at the fabric over it. His eyes blew wide open, and

my name, a warning tone to it, but I was past. caring for warning signs. My palm

jaw clenched as he breathed out through his nose, his hips rising unconsciously to meet my

eyes found mine-his pupils expanded

kiss was sloppy and open-mouthed and scorchingly hot as

I half-expected him

was free, his pants discarded somewhere on the floor, and I broke from the kiss, breathing heavily. He watched me with dark, lidded

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as I teasingly pumped it a few times. His head fell back hard against the headboard, a gutted sound falling from his lips as

his d*ck in a firm, wet lick, the taste of him

took his length in, feeling the uncomfortable stretch as my mouth tried to take him in fully. He groaned, his hands gripping

him beneath my mouth, moving in a rhythm, and I could hear the low groans spilling from his mouth, his hips. lurching with every gentle

breathed heavily, his molten eyes staring at the way his c*ck disappeared into the hot expanse of my mouth. “I’m-Addie,

him as far as I could until he was so deep in my throat

come burst in my mouth, and he was so deep in my

at the ceiling, his chest heaving in ragged gasps. I wiped the spend still on my lips with my thumb, smirking triumphantly

he looked.

I pressed my thumb into my mouth, suckling at the taste of him. His burning eyes followed my every movement, looking very much like he wanted to eat

he had me on my back, caging me in with his arms as he smothered me with his gaze. A wicked smirk crawled up

“How naughty, Addie.”

are you going

sting. and I moaned as he practically tore through my

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underwear, just enough

purred into my ear. “I’ll make

exposing me to the air, and I shivered, the deep ache burning as he pressed his

wrapping my arms around his neck, but he only grinned, teasingly.

were filled with desire but also mirth.

wasn’t enough as he pumped it slowly in and out.