Chapter One Hundred and thirty two
"There's the ice cream truck, babe let's stop." I hopped excitedly on my seat.
"You do know we could have gotten ice cream at the restaurant."
"Yes but this is better." I insisted.
He sighed and gestured for the driver to stop the vehicle with a slight flick of his finger.
I practically jumped out of the car with my bare feet treading the asphalt road. I had been wearing heels all day and I was officially tired of those ache inflicting beauties. Damien would most definitely disapprove of me walking barefooted but I didn't want to think about it until I had those ice cream cones in my hands.
I felt him following behind me and didn't realize how close he actually was until I was lifted off the ground by a strong pair of arms.
"Damien!"
"You could hurt your feet." He said, staring straight ahead facing the truck owner who was scooping out some ice cream for a customer.
"Hello, we'd like to have...?" He stared at me in question.
"Two cones of chocolate and strawberry flavors please with some extra sprinkle." I piped up, stretching my neck to smile up at the young woman in charge.
"Right away." She said and got about scooping ours before handing it over to Damien who passed it to me to hold as we walked back to the car, more like he walked while I was trolleyed like a kid in a store with shopping parents.
"Here's yours." I carefully passed one cone to him when we got seated.
"That's too sweet."
"You never eat junks. Why?"
"They're not healthy? This body didn't get to where it is in a day, you know?" He sarcastically responded.
I rolled my eyes at how much of a showoff he was for just chiseled abs, broad biceps and calves and and intimidating wide chest area. Pfft!
"Just try this one time." I pressed.
"Ah... the things you make me do." He tsked and sighed. He picked up the cone and took a slow calculated lick that made me gulp and regret convincing him to take the confectionery.
The way his tongue flicked over the mound of flavors made me gulp and when he licked his lips, oh my, I felt dampness in between my thighs.
I cleared my throat and looked away.
"This is good." He hummed and wiped his lips with a handkerchief as he finished.
"You liked it?"
"Yeah I did. It wasn't such a bad idea to try it."
"Not for you, it wasn't." I muttered under my breath.
"Did you say something?" He asked.
"Uh no, not at all." I crossed one leg over the other and gave him a fake smile.
We pulled over once again and he got me a bouquet of flowers.
"Someone's being traditional." I teased, stuffing my nose into the beautiful peonies.
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"Traffic is crazy sometimes." I sighed in relief as we finally arrived at the hotel.
"It is. Glad we finally got here." He twisted his neck left and and stretched his arms a little bit as soon as we got into the private elevator.
"What's the time?" I asked him. He glanced at his watch.
"Past seven."
"It's not so late after all." I commented. I was actually glad that the villa was situated far away from the hustle and bustle of the uptown life. It was a welcome relief.
"Yeah." He said, locking the front door behind him.
"Oooh it's so clean." I said in awe as we walked into the sparkly clean penthouse I had not been in since the wedding.
"Of course, I had people clean it up before our arrival." I heard him say from behind me as I trudged towards the floor to ceiling window that gave me a perfect view of the city. My fingers rubbed over the marble dinning table, the same spot we had signed the contract, months ago. How things had changed since then...
"Come on, I have something to show you." He beckoned to me, stretching forth his hand for me to take it.
I followed him to towards the bedroom and saw a trail of roses lead us in. He pushed the door open and I gasped.
Scented candles on every end illuminated as well as gave the room a soothing fragrance. My eyes followed the trail of roses that filled the place and landed on the bed where they formed the words 'I love you.'
"Damien," I whispered trying not to get teary-eyed.
"Babe you didn't have to." I sniffled. The gesture really warmed my heart especially because it wasn't PDA this time. It was a genuine show of love and affection.
"I'm glad you like it." He wiped a tear and pecked my cheek.
"I love it and I love you too." I let myself go into his arms, locked in a tight love-filled embrace.
He soon kissed my lips in a passionate fizz. I savored the sweet aftertaste of chocolate and strawberry flavors on his tongue just as he did mine and I didn't want it to stop but for the fact that we had to breathe.
"I want you." He said in a husky whisper, looking straight into my eyes when we pulled apart for air.
"Are you ready?" He asked. I nodded slowly.
"I need words babe." He persisted.
"Yes." I panted. He kissed me again.
"Now, I need you to go in there and get freshened up. I'll give you time to think things over properly."
"Don't you want to take a shower too?" I asked him, not wanting him to give me a chance to change my mind again.
"I will. In another room." He said and I nodded.
"I'll be here by the time you're done in there." He gestured to the bathroom door situated just behind me.
"Okay." I said and watched him leave.
I stripped out of my clothes as I stepped into the bathroom. There was a buzz of excitement seeping through me as I scrubbed myself and cold water pelted my skin. This was it, I was ready to give it all to him and seal the deal. I wasn't scared anymore.
I picked up a towel and wrapped myself in it. I pulled my hair out of the bonnet and left it seated in a bun on top of my head.
Gradually, I stepped out of the bathroom and saw him standing in the doorway.
I smiled up at him hoping he wouldn't notice that I had gotten nervous at the sight of him.
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"Why do you have your shirt on? I asked him as he called for the virtual assistant to put the playlist on.
A sexually stimulating playlist? Oh good lord!
"I wouldn't want you getting distracted." He said smugly flexing his biceps as his arms folded across his chest.
I felt myself being pulled towards him and then my hair soon fell all over my face.
"You know I like seeing your hair down." He said running his hands through my thick mane to put it in place.
I didn't wait for him to finish before I stood on my toes and kissed him. His tongue soon entered my mouth as his hands squeezed my bare bottom from under the towel.
Our tongues fought for dominance and once again being the inexperienced one, I let him win.
I don't know how it happened but somehow I found myself being dropped on the king sized bed and my only covering had disappeared.
I felt him flick my clit with a finger while his mouth circled one of my hardened nipples. I moaned softly.
He hovered over me for a while looking straight into my eyes filled with want while I stared back at his filled with desire and admiration.
His eyes roamed my body in fascination. I blushed. The way he looked at me made me feel self-conscious and I tried to cover myself up but he held my two hands with one of his.
"You're so fucking beautiful. Don't ever try to cover yourself up for me, got it?" He said seriously. I managed a nod.
"Words babe." He reminded. I swallowed.
"Yes." I gave in.
"Damien take your shirt off." For some reason all my words came out as a low sultry whisper.
His fingers picked up the hem of his shirt and soon his chiseled abs stared me in the face. I rubbed on them as we kissed once again. He pulled back and gave me a sly grin as he slowly crawled down.
I raised myself off the bed and followed him with my eyes.
"What are you doing?" I asked him, hoping it wasn't what I was thinking.
"Trust me babe, just relax." He said spreading my legs apart as he knelt down gradually pulling me towards the edge of the bed.
He spoke against my pussy, kissing lightly between my thighs and the warm breath tickled me. I panicked.
"Babe, I-" I wanted to dissuade him because this was a big deal.
"Trust me babe." He cut me short.
His tongue flicked my clit and I squirmed, squeezing the sheets tightly with my fist.
He sucked on it, letting his fingers go through my folds slowly. He rolled his skilled tongue down there sending me into a frenzy.
I moaned loudly, writhing on the bed while he buckled both my knees with his strong arms to keep me still.
"You taste so good." He moaned, digging his tongue deeper into me.
"Ooooh!" My stomach tightened with need as my eyes rolled back in pleasure. I was going to cum soon.
"Cum for me baby."
His tongue stroked me continuously until my orgasm hit me and I cummed excessively.
I was close to passing out but the lip lock that came when he got up told me that this was far from over.
