Chloe lowered her head, her forehead touching his, their breaths intertwining, the atmosphere gradually becoming warm and sweet.
"Got something you want me to see?"
"Nope."
Damon kissed the corner of her lips, his voice dropping low.
Chloe's eyes widened at him.
Damon chuckled, placing his hand on her waist, then slid it under her clothes, which made her shiver slightly.
"So, you're just here for a good time, huh?"
Damon kissed her chin, murmuring with a smirk, "Isn't that what you had in mind?"
When did she ever think that?
"Why were you so guarded around me from the get-go, huh?"
Chloe was speechless.
"And since you've already thought of it, wouldn't it be disappointing if I did nothing? The last thing I want is to see you disappointed."
As he spoke, he gently kissed her lips, his warm lips sliding over the corner of hers, kissing her chin, then buried his head in the nape of her neck.
He kissed her skin gently, sometimes hard, sometimes soft, teasing her senses, making her unable to relax.
His hand was wandering under her clothes. The tingling sensation from his warm palm made Chloe shrug her shoulders slightly, and her loose house clothes slid off her shoulders due to her movement.
Damon's lips moved to her shoulder, gently kissing it. Chloe's shoulder tightened, her grip on Damon's shoulder tightened, and her breath started to become erratic.
A smug smile played on Damon's lips.
"When did you take it off?" He looked up at her, his eyes dancing with teasing and hidden movement, his voice even lower. He didn't stop his hand, instead, he moved it to the other side to caress her.
Chloe blushed, "Took it off when I got home, I don't like wearing it…"
It had been uncomfortable all day, with her tits bound in the bra.
Damon chuckled quietly, nodding, "I don't like it either."
Chloe bit her lip lightly, her face reddening further at Damon's words.
"Don't you really have anything you want me to see? My dress…"
"I told you not to get your hopes up."
Damon swept the files on the desk to one side, then picked her up and placed her on the table.
Chloe's breath hitched, her eyes filled with shyness, disappointment, and a hint of hurt. These were all feelings Chloe was completely unaware of, and she had never seen herself like this before.
"How can I not have hopes? I've been looking forward to this for a long time…"
Damon looked at her, almost ready to give in to her. He really didn't want to disappoint her.
"I'll do my best, okay?"
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