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

nipped at his lower lip, savoring the taste of us together. His hand pressed against my chin, lifting it to meet his kiss. He tasted sweeter, but I was sure it was due to the alcohol.

fell to the floor, and we broke away, breathing hard. I twisted myself so I was laying on my stomach, crawling my way up to

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

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

over it. His eyes blew wide open, and his body shuddered underneath me as he let out a quiet, hot

voice broke on my name, a warning tone to it, but I was past. caring for warning signs. My palm closed over the

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

mine-his pupils expanded

he could protest, I pressed my mouth against his. The kiss was sloppy and open-mouthed and scorchingly hot as we were both driven

half-expected him to push me away. To reject me over some half-baked noble reason like

enough, he was free, his pants discarded 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 lap.

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girth in my hand as I teasingly pumped it a few times. His head fell back hard against

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

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

the

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

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 mouth.

of his warm come burst in my mouth, and he was so deep in my throat that I had no choice but

was breathing heavily, head leaning back as he stared at the ceiling, his chest heaving in ragged gasps. I wiped the spend still on my

he looked.

at the taste of him. His burning eyes followed my every movement, looking very much like

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

“How naughty, Addie.”

grinned, “What are you

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

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

my ear. “I’ll make sure to repay you

air, and I shivered, the deep ache burning as

his

with desire but also mirth. He dipped one finger into me, and

pumped it slowly in and out.