Faking it with Damian Black by Louise Jane

Chapter 27

-DAMIAN-

Once the door closed, I backed Millicent up to the door, pressed my mouth on

hers, a ravenous man tasting his first meal after a long period of starvation.

Millicent made a surprised ump sound, thrusting her fingers through my hair. I

took that as permission and shamelessly poured everything that had been

swirling insidesince we started this deal. My need to have her, touch her, let

her know how f ucking crazy she makes me.

One hand weaving into her hair, I tugged her head back to gain better access to

her lush mouth, my plunderous tongue teasing hers to dance in a lustful

rhythm, Millicent tried to keep up, standing on her tippy toes, climbinglike a

tree. Bur when my free hand started to scale the curves of her waist and the

swell of her hips, she shivered against me. I was reminded of all the things her

ex forced her to do.

Like a bucket of ice-cold water dumped over my head, I slowed my k*ss and

remembered that I had to take things slow with her. This woman isn’t some

random chick I picked up in a bar.

Releasing her hair. I scooped her in my arms and carried her to the couch,

avoiding boxes stacked in the living room.

Sitting with her in my lap. I repositioned her to straddle me. The mini skirt she

wore rolled up her thighs. The view of her lacy underwear made my mouth

water.

“Damian, she breathed into my mouth, eyes blown with lust.

I need Millicent to make the first move. I’m giving her all the reins. And when

she leaned forward and pressed her l*ps against mine, I knew there was no

going back.

I slapped my palms on the outside of her thighs. My grip was possessive.

Millicent rubbed her b*dy onlike a feline seeking warmth, burying her

fingers through my hair. She licked my l*ps, demanding entry. I gave her what

she needed and groaned at the way her tongue lapped on my own.

G od help me.

Grunting, my hands inched higher, passing the lace fabric of her underwear,

sliding under her top, resting on the underside of her breast. Millicent pushed

her ch*st against mine, moaning in my mouth as my thumb pushed under her

bra, searching for her n*pples. My thumb glides over her taut little buds. They

were so hard I wanted to savor them with my tongue.

“Millicent,” I groaned, switching our position, kneeling between her parted legs.

I stared deep into her eyes. When did she becso f ucking beautiful? I don’t

know what the f u ck I’m do that I need to touch her, connect with her in ways

only a lover would.

Her ch*st heaved, biting her quivering l*ps as our eyes spoke of what we

refused to admit to each other. All t leading to this moment, the tension and

spark every twe steal k*sses hiding under the pretense of our de knew that

what we were about to do would not only cross the line of our agreement, but

we’d be erasing it.

I held her gaze as I reached for the hem of her blouse, searching for hesitation.

Her throat bobbed as she swallow tossed her top aside, feasting on the

perfection before me. She wore a matching white lace bra, her n*pples poking

the sheer fabric, begging for attention.

Still holding her eyes, I dared slide my hand up her thighs again, this time

seeking her heat through her panties. Her trembling thighs clamped shut,

slapping against my hips.

“I want to watch you come, Millicent, I barely recognized the gruff voice that

tumbled past my l*ps. It was thick with nee

and desire.

Her breath was harsh. I leaned forward and k*ssed her, pushing her panties

aside and swiping my thumb on her slit. I groaned. She was so f ucking hot and

wet. I teased her mouth with mine, k*ssing her through distraction until I felt

her legs fall open.

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“Letmake you feel good, I murmured, tracing the length of her with my

fingertips. “Lettake care of you.”

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She whimpered when my fingers slowly explored her pleasure. She got wetter

the minute; her b*dy shivered the more I touched her. I slid further down,

teasing her entrance, my mouth sketching a line down her throat, feeling her

pulse against my l*ps.

Her back arched forward, whimpering my name. “Damian.”

My thumb found her little cli t, lightly circling it, playing and teasing. She stared

at the ceiling with dilated eyes, givingaccess to the columns of her throat. I

pressed my l*ps on her pulse; it quickened as I pushed a finger inside her.

She pinched her eyes shut, panting slightly in a pre-S** haze as I worked her

b*dy expertly and carefully. Her ch*st heaved. and she moaned when I stroked

her cl it, pumping a finger inside her.

I bent my head, pulled the cups of her bra down, and claimed one of her pert

n*pples My tongue swirled to the srhythm I stroked her pus sy. Her breath

comes out in a short gasp. I lifted my heard, watched her face as I moved my

finger faster inside her.

She rocked her hips, the tips of her stilettos pointing on the fioor, legs

trembling against my side as I clamped a hand on her

throat.

“Letwatch.” I murmured. “open your eyes, Millicent.”

The vulnerability in her brown eyes leftspeechless. I was taking what I

wanted, and Millicent was giving up more than she signed up for. Consumed by

desire, a wild thought crossed my mind. I wanted to be the only guy to see her

like this. I want to protect this woman from anyone who dared try to hurt her

again.

Mine. She was mine.

“Damian…”

Plundering her softness like my co ck would her pu ssy, I slammed my l*ps

against her, loving how she took everything I gave willingly.

She was so wet, so soft, and so f ucking perfect.

I slammed two fingers inside her, loving how she cried out my name, her head

rolling side to side. “You feel that. Millicent My fingers are inside you, f ucking

your hot little pu ssy. From now on, I’m the only man who’d f u cking touch you

this way. murmured “Hm? Would you like that?”

Her eyelids lowered, brown eyes wild with need, not answering. She whined

when I pulled my finger out of he with her tight little bud.

“Who do you belong to?” I demanded. Her hips lifted, seeking my touch.

“Damian!” she groaned in protest.

“Do you like the way I touch you?” I toyed with her cl it, loving how her b*dy

reacted to my touch, hips thrusting hand, begging for more.

“Yes. Go d, yes, the last one sounded more like a plea

Ircled her opening She was panting, her fingers fis ting on her side as she

pushed her b*dy to me. I sucked on her m until they were painfully hard

“Do you trust me, Millicent?”

She swallowed, eyes glazed over. “Yes, Damian

I pawed the back of her n*eck and pressed our foreheads together, teasing her

entrance. “Who do you belong to?“

“You, Damian..

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That was all the answert needed. I shoved two fingers inside her claiming her

l*ps as I f ucked her with my hand, pumping my fingers in and out of her. Her

hips rolled, meeting my thrust as she cried out my name. I moved my fingers

faster. penetrating her depths.

“Oh G od,” she cried. My fingers, slick with her desire, mimicked how my c ock

would plunder her p ussy.

“You’re mine, Millicent.” I stated, burying my fingers and then curling them when

I found her g-spot, I stroked her pus sy like it was my favorite pet, caressing it

with a delicate touch, marking her as mine. Her entire b*dy arched at my touch.

Her heavy, lidded eyes locked with mine as she cwith a cry of my name.

“You’re my woman, and this b*dy is mine.”

I kept stroking her, her walls choking my digits as I milked every last drop of her

or gasm. My ch*st swelled with primal victory as I watched her cdown from

her high.

She was heaving, eyes glued to my face as I pulled my fingers out of her. She

watchedclean her release from my fingers with my tongue, falling limp in my

arms as I cradled her spent b*dy. We sat there for a while on the fioor: Millicent

curled on my lap as I stroked her hair.

“What about you?” she murmured, sleep heavy in her tone.

“Tonight was about you,” I murmured. That wasn’t what I had in mind when I

walked through her door. Hell, this wasn’t what I planned when I asked her to

pretend to be my girlfriend. But after seeing her vulnerability, I want to give her

everything she deserves.

“I want to please you too.” She yawned.

“You already did, baby.” I k*ssed the top of her head and carried her inside her

bedroom. She had already dozed off as I cleaned her up. I debated staying or

leaving. We didn’t exactly have a clause for staying over after I gave her an org

asm. stayed and slept on her couch. When she wakes up, she wouldn’t think this

was a one tthing

I barely dozed off when my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was Danny and that

go d forsaken Belmont hotel. That project was starting to get on my nerves.

Whoever the f uck was sabotagingneeded to be handled fast.

Ripping one sheet from Millicent’s notepad beside the landline, I explained why

I had to leave and promised to make it up to her on our next date.

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