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.”

ran my hands through his hair, pulling him down to meet my lips.

lip, savoring the taste of us together. His hand pressed against my chin, lifting it to meet his kiss. He

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

feel of his lips on mine was not enough; I wanted more. I needed more. My skin felt feverish to the touch, and I wanted

feeling him through his pants. I took control this time as his

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 his body shuddered underneath me as he let out a

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 hardened under

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

mine-his pupils expanded with desire.

my mouth against his. The kiss was sloppy and open-mouthed and scorchingly hot as

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

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 onto his

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hand 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 hands clenched the

of my tongue against the underside of his d*ck in a firm, wet lick, the taste of him exploding, and he shuddered beneath

stretch as my mouth tried to take him in fully. He groaned, his hands

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

eyes staring at the way his c*ck disappeared into the hot

built as he swelled in my lips, and I moved with purpose, swallowing him as 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

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

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

he looked.

mouth, suckling at the taste of him. His burning eyes followed my

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

“How naughty, Addie.”

I grinned, “What are you going to do about

enough to sting. and I moaned as he practically tore through my

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down over my underwear, just enough pressure to know he

into my ear. “I’ll make

I shivered, the deep ache burning as

his neck, but he only

also mirth. He dipped one finger into me,

as he pumped it slowly