Chapter 22

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

Chapter 22

his answer.

“I always have.”

Warmth filled me like a hot summer day, and I ran my hands through his hair, pulling him down to meet

my lips.

His mouth opened, and I 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.

Everything else was abandoned as the blueprints he had been working on 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

him.

The 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 him so badly.

He fell back against the pillows, my hands on his chest as I straddled him, feeling him through his

pants. I took control this time as his hands. settled loosely on my hips, and I kissed him needily.

My 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 quiet,

hot exhale.

“Addie.” His voice broke on 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 my hand. “What are you

doing?”

“You really have to ask?” I replied, coyly, caressing him over his pants. His jaw clenched as he

breathed out through his nose, his hips rising unconsciously to meet my hand.

His eyes found mine-his pupils expanded with desire.

Before he could protest, I pressed my mouth against his. The kiss was sloppy and open-mouthed and

scorchingly hot as we were both driven by our shared desire.

I kept him distracted with my tongue as 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.

Soon 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.

Chapter 22

I shivered, feeling his girth in my 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 bedsheets.

I ran the flat of my tongue against the underside of his d*ck in a firm, wet lick, the taste of him

exploding, and he shuddered beneath me.

His head pushed past my lips as I took his length in, feeling the uncomfortable stretch as my mouth

tried to take him in fully. He groaned, his hands gripping my hair as I tasted him everywhere.

My other hand worked 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 squeeze of my hand.

“Addie,” he breathed heavily, his molten eyes staring at the way his c*ck disappeared into the hot

expanse of my mouth. “I’m-Addie, I’m-”

The tension 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 as his hips jerked into my mouth.

He pushed 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 so deep in my throat that I had no

choice but to swallow, some spilling past my lips and down my chin.

Damon 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 lips with my thumb, smirking triumphantly at how

completely wrecked

he looked.

Still, in a giddy mood, 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 me alive.

Faster than I could blink, he had me on my back, caging me in with his arms as he smothered me with

his gaze. A wicked smirk crawled up his lips, and I could see his desire for me.

“How naughty, Addie.”

“So?” I grinned, “What are you going to do about it?”

He buried his head against my throat, biting down just enough to sting. and I moaned as he practically

tore through my shorts, his hand already

Chapter 22

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

“Don’t worry, dear,” he purred into my ear. “I’ll make sure to repay you all night long.”

He tugged down my soaked panties, exposing me to the air, and I shivered, the deep ache burning as

he pressed his hard d*ck to my slit.

“Please,” I whined, wrapping my arms around his neck, but he only grinned, teasingly.

“Please what, Addie?” His eyes were filled with desire but also mirth. He dipped one finger into me, and

I groaned.

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

“Please, I need you,” I panted, begging him with my eyes, but I knew how cruel he could be.

“Need me to do what, Addie?” He raised an eyebrow, smirking as he added another finger, stretching

out my opening. I was soaked to the core, shivering and mewling under him as he pressed his thumb to

my cl*t.

He took his sweet time as he teased me open, splitting his fingers to get me as ready as he possibly

could. All the while, he held what I really wanted right in front of me, pumping his c*ck with one hand,

breathing just as heavily as I was.

I could feel it building inside of me, the tension getting stronger and stronger like a taut wire, and I was

almost there, but he pulled back.

I snarled, feeling it fading away as he stood over me, triumphantly. He softly brought his thumb to his

mouth, licking the length of it.

Still drunk, I was not going to let this slide. I pounced forward, grabbing him around the shoulders as

his hands automatically went around my hips, pulling me off the bed.

“Just f*ck me already,” I spat out.

His eyes glinted with victory.

“As you wish, dearest,” He smirked, and then all at once, he shoved himself inside of me. I screamed at

the sudden shock, my eyes nearly rolling back into my head as he held me up.

Chapter 22

He moved once, plunging himself deeper, and I moaned, burying my face into his shoulder at the

shocks of pleasure moving through me.

“F*ck,” I heard him curse in my ear.

He pulled back and then slammed into me. All I could do was moan, my nails scratching down his back

as he pushed me back into the mattress, his hips pounding wildly into me.

Like a savage animal that had finally been released, I tried my best to meet his thrusts. It was too much

and not enough as we clung to one another, nothing else existing but the two of us.

“I’m-”

He swallowed my scream with his lips, our tastes mixing together as he kissed me as fiercely and

deeply as he could. Our bodies shuddered as we came together, the pleasure exploding until I saw

nothing but white on the edges of my vision.

We broke apart, breathing heavily as he pulled out of me. My eyes fluttered closed, already exhausted

from drinking so much, but I felt his member rubbing against me, already hardening once more.

My eyes flew open and met his.

“You started this, Addie,” he smirked, eyes glinting with a hint of obsession. “Don’t think you can run

away now.”

It was right about then that I realized I had awoken a monster.

Not only in him, but in me. I grinned with delight and eagerly met his kiss, pushing my exhaustion

down.

I was going to enjoy this as much as he was.