The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 600

Chapter 600

Chloe was so shy, she wished she could bite her own tongue off.

Yet Damon was staring at her intently, “You are…”

Suddenly, Chloe opened her eyes wide and forcefully covered his mouth with her hand, “Don’t say it!”

A raspy chuckle rumbled from Damon’s throat, “Alright, your wish is my command.”

Chloe’s eyes slightly relaxed. But Damon’s deep voice spoke again, “But I heard the first time hurts, I will be

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careful.”

Chloe blinked her eyes, looking at Damon who also seemed a bit awkward and stiff. She couldn’t help but giggle at

his nervous and bashful face.

Damon’s eyes narrowed suddenly, “What’s so funny?”

“You’re not really a virgin, are you?” Chloe asked.

Two greenhorns in the same boat, a rookie boy and an innocent girl, who could possibly be better?

Chloe’s face gradually relaxed. She looked at Damon and laughed again, “Most guys finish quickly their first time, so

if you do too, don’t worry, it’s pretty normal.” Damon’s face was turning darker and darker.

Chloe had crossed the line. Although she meant well and was only considering Damon’s feelings, for a guy, being

described as ‘quick‘ in that context was the ultimate insult to their pride.

“Really?” After a long while, Damon’s voice finally sounded, ominous and laced with a mischievous grin.

Chloe’s laughter faded as a bad premonition arose, and she thought about running away.

But Damon saw through her like a glass. He pressed his hand on her slender waist, flipping her underneath him,

looking down at her from above.

“Let’s give it a try then.” He said.

Chloe couldn’t laugh anymore. His fingers and lips, like sparks, ignited her body, causing her to tremble.

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At the end, only one vague thought remained in Chloe’s mind-

The first time hurt for a girl. The first time for a guy didn’t necessarily mean he would be quick.

Damon was like a lion starving for a long time, his appetite unimaginable.

“No more, enough…” she said weakly, her voice hoarse and pitiful.

Damon’s deep eyes watched her flushed face, her delicate collarbone dancing under his touch, just as he had

imagined. Her expressive eyes and this scene, how could he let her go?

He was addicted. Addicted to her. Addicted to her every frown and smile. Addicted to her body.

He leaned down to kiss her soft lips, his deep voice ringing in her ear, “I’m sorry, Chloe.”

He was addicted, like he was poisoned. He couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t control himself.