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 A small smile curved on the corner of Beatrix’s mouth as Damien laid slow, lazy caress along her neck.
 Her back was pressed against his warm solid body and their legs were tangled together under the covers that only came up to their waist.
 His arm was draped over her waist, his hand full of her left breast.
 His fingers were gently tugging at her nipple, his hips lightly pushing against her bottom, his erection hot, hard and heavy against her ass.
 "Hmm....this is a nice way to wake up in the morning." Beatrix murmured, a faint smile gracing her lips.
 "I know right." Damien rasped,as he pressed a soft kiss at the back of her neck that sent a ripple of sensation down her spine.
 "I can’t seem to get enough of you" he mumbled
 Beatrix looked at the time on the alarm clock next to the bed.
 Six o’clock.
 She couldn’t remember what time they drifted off after Damien had carried her back to the bed after their little session
 Just thinking about what happened last night had her whole body blushing, everything from undressing each other to when he kissed her and what happened after, she still couldn’t believe it happened.
 That mouth of his.... Dear lord.
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 </div> Beatrix turned around to face him. She must have done something good in her past life to get a man like this.
 At times she had doubts if any of this was real. He was too good for an average looking woman like her.
 Beatrix still couldn’t stop the way her heart skipped a beat anytime she looked at this man.
 What the hell did he possibly see in her?
 Okay okay if not her father he would probably not even look at her when he meets her on the streets.
 That was the harsh truth.
 Beatrix wished for once her brain had an off switch, because it had the ability to throw all of these doubts and insecurities around her mind that destroyed her good moments..
 "What are you thinking about? I know I’m handsome but you don’t have to look at me like you want to eat me for breakfast."
 Beatrix blushed and buried her face into the pillow to hide my embarrassment.
 Damien chuckled under his breath and bit her ears.
 "I told you we have passed the embarrassment especially after last night." He teased her.
 Why did he have to bring up what happened last night? Now that was all she could see in her head was Damien buried in between her legs and it was enough to make her toes curl. Her face turned scarlet, fortunately her arms were still wrapped around the pillow as it shielded her face.
 "Beatrix...let go of the pillow" Damien said, she could hear the smile in his voice.
 Clearly he knew the effect he had on her.
 "No.....I’m having fun with my friend here. Since someone wants to tease me this early morning.
 "She replied, muffled,"
 "Beatrix......" he warned, his voice dropping to a low playful tone "You can make this easy or harder, it’s your call."
 "Ah Mr. Niarchos I’m so scared. Please don’t hurt me." She taunted.
 He sighed, but she could hear the smile. "Since you want to be stubborn I have to punish you."
 "What do you mean, punish me?" Beatrix frowned.
 Damien didn’t reply to her, instead she felt his warm hands slide up her bare thighs and pushed her t-shirt above her chest.
 Beatrix stiffened, What was he planning to do?
 She squealed in surprise when she felt his warm lips press against her stomach,
 "W-what are you doing?" Beatrix stuttered.
 Damien chuckled against her skin, lazily stroking her inner thigh.
 "I said I will punish you right? But before that I need to eat breakfast for energy",
 Huh?
 Beatrix was too stunned to comprehend what he meant.
 Damien trailed kisses on her inner thigh, while sliding his hands under her knees to part her legs.
 "Oh so you’re going to prepare breakfast?" Beatrix asked.
 The weight on the mattress shifted again until she felt him position himself between her legs, while he pressed a kiss on her fold.
 "Exactly , I’m going to prepare breakfast." He rasped before his lips traced slow kisses across her pubic area over to the thigh.
 Beatrix held the pillow tighter even though she was struggling to breath from the weird sensation he was filling her body with.
 She was going to pass out.
 He opened her folds apart and licked and flicked her clit, while entering a finger inside her.
 Beatrix’s whole body tensed as she gasped, throwing the pillow from her face and trying to breath in all the air she could.
 Damien paused, lifting his face to look at her with a cocky smirk, as her wide eyes stared back at him.
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 </div> "Ah so you have finally let go of the pillow."
 Beatrix glared at him when she realized she had been played by him.
 "So this is the punishment?" She frowned at him.
 Making her horny then leaving her unattended.
 Damien shrugged, "I’m giving you something to think about when I’m away."
 "I think a mind blowing shattering orgasm would have done that job too."
 Damien clicked his tongue, giving her a cheeky look as he lowered his face closer "Now where’s the fun in that?"
 Beatrix groaned and pressed her lips together to hide her smile, "Too wicked."
 He pressed his lips tenderly against hers, capturing her bottom lip between his own with an affectionate hum before pulling them back
 "Aww I’m hurt. That’s harsh, darling."
 Beatrix smiled up at him, she loved this side of Damien so much. How carefree and playful he was.
 Beatrix pressed a kiss on her forehead and she saw the way his eyes lit up.
 He grinned , leaning his face closer "Do that again"
 Beatrix couldn’t help but match his grin and repeated the action, and he leaned further until his lips were hovering over hers.
 "I love forehead kisses. I don’t know why." He confessed
 He basically has his lips against hers as he smiled against them, "Again"
 Beatrix smiled, "Me too. I guess it’s more intimate? I don’t know. "
 "Hmmm," Damien hummed as he pressed his lips back against hers, starting a slow lazy paced kiss as he leaned down onto his elbows and relaxed against her.
 When he pulled away he buried his face in the crook of her neck, letting out a contented sigh, "You know ...I don’t normally kiss the women I sleep with. But with you it’s like I want to kiss you every second. It’s weird."
 Beatrix creased her brows, "Really? So you never kissed all those women?"
 Damien shrugged,"Why would I?"
 He asked as if it was a disgusting thing to do.
 "Oh ... .so who was your first kiss?" Beatrix asked, maybe his first kiss was awful?
 "Some girl in high school. I don’t remember much about it. You?"
 Beatrix stiffened at the question. Your brother.
 She wanted to say but she knew better than to say that.
 She blushed and forced out a smile changing the question, "I’m hungry, let’s find something to eat."
 Damien raised his brows at her at the change of question, but he didn’t say anything. He pressed a quick peck to her lips instead.
 "C’mon, let’s get up, I’ll get us some food"
 Beatrix watched him as he crawled off of her , and shuffled off of the bed to stand and walk to the door, "I will freshen up in my room then I will see you in the kitchen."
 Beatrix smiled and nodded.
 When he left the room, Beatrix released the breath she didn’t know she was holding.
 God, she was so screwed.
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 When Beatrix walked into the kitchen she saw Rhys making himself a cup of coffee. Damien wasn’t yet here.
 Taking a deep breath she smiled, "Hey good morning. How was your night?"
 The only response to her question was silence. A very long and uncomfortable silence as his gaze did not leave hers even for a second, holding some powerful emotion.
 Her heart began to pound unnecessarily faster.
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 </div> Taking a few steps towards her, he came nose to nose with her.
 She was taken aback when he bowed his head down just enough that she began to feel the warmth of his breath on her skin.
𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎 Beatrix’s pulse spiked and every cell in her body wanted to reach out and touch him.
 Okay something was wrong with her. She needed help.
 She slowly looked up at him and she could hear her heartbeat in her ears and feel it beating against her rib cage.
 She remained still as she studied his face and observed as the corners of his squared jaw began trembling when he looked down her top. Her nipples were poking through the shirt. Since she didn’t have a huge breast she rarely wore braziers.
 "If you’re trying to intimidate me, it’s not working,"
 She said attempting to sound convincing.
 A small smirk tugged at his lips, "Hmmm."
 "Step away-"
 Before she could finish her sentence Rhys grabbed the back of her head, pulling her towards him and crashed his mouth hard against hers.
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Chapter 57: Wicked

Chapter 57: Wicked A small smile curved on the corner of Beatrix’s mouth as Damien laid slow, lazy caress along her neck. Her back was pressed against his warm solid body and their legs were tangled together under the covers that only came up to their waist. His arm was draped over her waist, his hand full of her left breast. His fingers were gently tugging at her nipple, his hips lightly pushing against her bottom, his erection hot, hard and heavy against her ass. "Hmm....this is a nice way to...

The Sweetest Temptation

Chapter 57: Wicked

The Sweetest Temptation - Chapter 57: Wicked