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.”

and I ran my hands through his hair, pulling him down

taste of us together. His hand pressed against my

blueprints he had been working on fell to the floor, and we broke away, breathing hard. I twisted

was not enough; I wanted more. I needed more. My skin felt feverish to the touch, and I wanted him so badly.

him, feeling him through his pants. I took control this time as his hands. settled loosely on

his chest until it drifted lightly over his c*ck, my nails scratching lightly at the fabric over it. His eyes blew

my name, a warning tone to it, but I was past. caring for warning signs. My palm closed over the shape of him, feeling the heat of it as it

to ask?” I replied, coyly, caressing him over his pants. His jaw clenched as he breathed out through his nose, his hips

eyes found mine-his pupils expanded with

my mouth against his. The kiss was sloppy and

I worked his buckle undone with trembling fingers, and I half-expected him to push me away. To reject me over some half-baked noble reason like I was drunk, but he didn’t.

somewhere on the floor, and I broke from the kiss, breathing heavily. He watched me with dark, lidded eyes as I trailed down until I was eye-level, crawling

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I teasingly pumped it a few times. His head fell back

the underside of his d*ck in a firm,

length in, feeling the uncomfortable stretch as my mouth tried to take

the low groans spilling from his mouth, his hips. lurching with

heavily, his molten eyes staring at the way his

far as I could until he was so deep in my throat I could barely breathe. He gripped my hair tightly, groaning like a wounded. animal as his hips jerked into my

in my mouth, jolting like an electrical current between us, and then he was coming undone. A hot, heavy spurt of his warm come burst in my mouth, and he was

ragged gasps. I wiped the spend still on my lips with my thumb, smirking triumphantly at how completely

he looked.

a giddy mood, I pressed my thumb into my mouth, suckling at the taste of him. His burning eyes followed

his arms as he smothered me with his gaze. A wicked smirk crawled up his

“How naughty, Addie.”

I grinned, “What are you going

throat, biting down just enough to sting. and I moaned as he practically tore through my shorts,

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my underwear, just enough pressure to know he was there.

dear,” he purred into my ear. “I’ll make sure to repay you all night long.”

soaked panties, exposing me to the air, and I shivered, the deep ache burning as

arms around his neck, but he only grinned,

with desire but also mirth. He dipped one finger into

wasn’t enough as he pumped it slowly in and