Faking it with Damian Black by Louise Jane
Faking it with Damian Black by Louise Jane Chapter 41
Chapter 41
Like a f ucking creep, I watched Millicent roll on her back on the bed, the
blanket sl*pping low on her waist. Even though the room was barely lit, I could
see the outline of her b*dy. Her ti ts straining against the silk fabric of her
nightgown, teasingto f ucking give in to this burning desire to take her.
I knew Candice would be coming over. I asked her to accompany Millicent for
the night, but she didn’t informshe’d bring that Italian punk who pulled
Millicent into a giant bear hug the moment he saw her. When Riggs, the head of
security. toldCandice had brought a guy with her, a nagging feeling settled
within me. And when I saw how Millicent’s face lit up. at the sight of him and
how she welcomed him with open arms, I nearly crushed my mobile phone
while I was watching the CCTV footage.
I meant to surprise Millicent by coming htwo days earlier than my
schedule, but I was the one bombarded with a n un wanted surprise hearing her
say I Love You to another man. Sure, I heard her call him her best friend, but it
didn’t lessen the force of jealousy that hit me.
I’ve known Millicent was special to me, but tonight’s event enlightened me
about how much I want Millicent to be mine. I don’t understand what I’m
feeling, nor do I have the word to describe it, and f uck if I know what to do with
it,
I lift the wine bottle to my l*ps, s taggering across the room towards the
balcony, welcoming the cool air blasting from the ocean as I slumped on the
outdoor couch. Resting my head on the backrest, I stared at the tw nkling stars
in the sky, cursing myself for feeling this way.
Millicent owesnothing apart from what’s written on our contract. That’s why
I left like a coward after hearing her conversation with that f ucking Italian.
“She owesf ucking nothinged, shutting my eyes. I can’t even hate her for
talking to that Italian punk.
“Damian?”
I
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI remained unmoving, listening to Millicent’s light footsteps as she stepped out
of the balcony.
“What are you doing out here?” her voice was rough with sleep, and f uck if my c
ock didn’t like that sound of that.
“Go back to sleep. Millicent,” I said, keeping my eyelids shut. “You need rest.”
Then csleep beside me,” she suggested.
What a f ucking tempting offer. If she could read what’s running through my
mind, she would stay as far away fromas possible.
She stood in front of me, the calla lilies on her b*dy wash cut through the salty
ocean air, and her b*dy heat vibrated against my knee. All I had to do was reach
out and pull her onto my lap, then surrender to these unholy visions in my
head.
G od, f ucking help me.
“I will,” I murmured. “I just need to finish this.” Lifting the wine bottle up, I
opened my eyes and was met with the sight of the goddess standing before me.
Brown eyes glistened with concern I didn’t deserve, soft jaws framed with
golden hair, and the outline of a b*dy sculpted by the go d s themselves
beneath that thin red night down. Legs for days that I’d dreamed of having
wrapped around my waist a hundred times…
These thoughts need to stop right f ucking now. My eyes caressed her b*dy back
up until I met her brown eyes again; I took a long a ss sip of my wine just to get
my mind out of ravaging her b*dy like a starving man. My fingers almost broke
through.
the bottle.
“Are you… are you mad atshe bit her lower l*p, shifting all her weight to one
foot.
“I have no right to be mad at you.”
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“You don’t, but are you
I smirked. “What if I am? What are you gonna do about it?”
She considered her response. “What do you wantto do?”
She was asking the right questions at the wrong tand in the wrong setting.
“You can’t givewhat I want.”
A gust of wind blew from the ocean, ushering a strong scent of her b*dy wash in
my direction. Millicent was busy combing her hair away from her face to notice
how my gaze licked down her b*dy once again.
“Tell me.”
Jaw clenched tightly, I debated lying to her face. After what she’d been through,
she needed a man who’d protect her, respect her, someone who’d put her first. A
f u cking gentleman.
It must be the alcohol or this f ucking possessiveness that I’d been bottling up
since this contract had begun because what cout of my mouth next was the
opposite of being a gentleman.
“These hands,” I lift my right hand up, “it’s itching to slide up your legs and find
out what you have underneath that skimpy nightgown you’re wearing.”
She gasped, eyes glazing over as she digested what I said. I expected her to turn
around, or better yet, sass nie off, tellhow I was stepping over the line, but
then she surprisedby staying rooted where she stood, throat bobbing slowly
as she swallowed hard. “And then?”
Knuckles turning white as I gripped the wine bottle. I set my elbows above my
knees; my dark gaze clashed with her glassy ones. “If I tell you, I’d have to act on
my words.”
It was a warning. She needed to make a decision because I wouldn’t have a
repeat of what happened in New York. She’s sober, and I’m f ucking drunk with
lust, salivating for a single taste of her. No amount of alcohol could make me
forget about this need to make her mine anymore.
“Tell me…..” her voice dropped, eyelids lowering as her l*ps quivered. Her b*dy
vibrated with anticipation of my response.
I looked away from her. “I don’t have a lot of self-control right now. You should
go back to bed.”
‘Stay away, Millicent, I silently prayed to the heavens.
“Is that what you wantto do?” She squared her shoulders, standing taller. “I
want to know, Damian,”
“You don’t want to know half of what I’m thinking.”
“That sounds like a warning,” she f ucking knows, and she’s playing with fire.
“That’s exactly what that was.” I trailed my gaze over her b*dy once again,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmallowing her to peek at what was going through my head.
Millicent surprisedby stepping between my parted legs; her lithe fingers
grazed my hand as she took the wine bottle
from me.
“Gian is my friend and nothing more.” She set the bottle on the fioor, her face
leveling with mine. Her sinfully thin gowni was loose on the top enough to give
“I know.”
“Then why are you mad?”
She placed her hands on my shoulder, using them as leverage, sitting astride my
thighs. Her b*dy heat clashing with mine sent my co ck kicking against my jeans.
I badly wanted to touch her and run my hand down her b*dy, feel her skin
against mine, but I kept them on her waist, gripping tightly as she settled on my
lap.
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“You know the answer to that, Millicent.”
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“I want to hear it, Damian,” she murmured, curiosity and anticipation shining in
her eyes as they roamed over my face. Her delicate fingers run through my hair,
combing them out of my face.
My fingers dug into her waist. Millicent gasped, her eyes turning hooded.
“Millicent, if we cross this line again, I don’t care what we’re calling it anymore. I
allowed you to walk away from this once, and I won’t be able to let you go
again.”
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Her mouth parted in shock, lust, and desire, then it quickly morphed into
courage as she replied. “Then don’t.”
I didn’t recognize the sound that rumbled from my throat as I crushed my l*ps
on hers.
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