"What're you up to?" Damon asked.
"Can't you say something nice for once?"
Damon looked down at her.
Chloe, however, tossed Damon's suit jacket aside.
"Chloe, you're flirting with other women in front of me!"
"Damon, you're being seduced by other women in front of me!"
"Can't believe you're getting all kissy-kissy with Jeanette! Did you have fun?"
"You brought along Ms. Lennon, and let her rub her ample chest against you. Did it feel good?"
"I didn't let her touch me!"
"I didn't kiss Jeanette!"
With each sentence Damon spoke, Chloe retorted without hesitation. The rage burning within Damon's chest only grew hotter seeing Chloe's defiant attitude. He gripped her jaw tightly in anger, his cold lips filled with furious energy, suddenly pressing down onto hers.
This stubborn mouth of hers really needed to be shut up.
"Mmm..."
It was a kiss filled with anger, roughness, and command. He kissed her everywhere, a flurry of kisses seemingly designed to suffocate her, prying her lips open, forcefully intruding, sucking hard on her tongue, entangling, sucking.
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