Page 86 of The Devil's Fire

“What’s so funny?”

“You.” He said.

My mouth fell open in disbelief.

“How am I being funny right now?”

“You’re cute when you’re mad.” He smirked. He wrapped his arm around me, drawing me in close, until our faces were just inches apart. “You were so scared of me the first time we met… and now, you’re sitting here, calling my ass insecure.” His eyes lit up with entertainment, and I couldn’t help but smile at it.

“The way you screamed in fear that day… Now, I’m making you scream for other reasons.” Damiano’s voice went low, and I felt a rush of excitement. The way he was looking at me made my cheeks flush with warmth. A steady pulse coursed through me, and I squeezed my thighs together. A smirk played across his lips, as it didn’t go unnoticed by him.

“You owe me an apology.” I whispered, leaning closer to his face, our lips almost touching.

“And how would you like your apology?” Damiano tugged on my lip with his teeth, and I almost let out a moan.

“I might have something in mind…” I breathed out. I pushed him back into the seat and straddled his lap. His hands reached for my hips, but I quickly grabbed his wrists and moved them away.

“No touching.” I ordered him. He raised a single brow, conveying his curiosity, and I responded by giving him a flirtatious look.

Damiano’s eyes snapped down to look when I wet my bottom lip. My hands explored his body, starting at his broad shoulders and tracing down to his sculpted chest. I continued further down until I felt the hard bulge in his pants. Moaning, I stroked him.

“Althaia, fuck…” Damiano tried to touch me again. I quickly shifted my position and sat on top of his hard cock.

“I said no touching.” I moaned as I moved my hips slowly, grinding against him while he let out a groan of pleasure.

I moved slightly away and reached for his pants, unbuttoning them before taking hold of his length. With each stroke, he let out a low sound of pleasure, his eyes closing briefly before opening again.

“You better let me inside of you. Now.” His voice was strained, grunting when I pumped his length faster. Then I slowed down with a grin. “You’re going to be the death of me.” He said through his gritted teeth.

“All in due time.” I smirked. My fingers gently held his jaw, drawing him closer until our breaths mingled. He responded with a feral growl as my tongue met his lips, igniting a fire within us both.

“I want to make you feel good…” I whispered against his lips, stroking him faster as I watched him trying to restrain himself from touching me.

“Althaia…” Damiano moaned, his breathing getting heavy.

“Mhmm?” I replied, keeping my eyes trained on him as I closed the distance between us for a kiss.

Only to stop at the very last second.

“Oh, looks like we’re here.” With a swift movement, I rolled back to my side, opened the car door, and stepped out.

“Shit, fuck! Althaia!” Damiano called after me, sounding obviously very displeased, just as I shut the door in his face.

Heh.

“No need to, Antonio. He will be needing some time before coming out.” I said to him before he could open the door for Damiano. He raised a brow in question. “He just got taught not to piss me off.” I smirked proudly.

I looked toward the building where the auction was held. It was like standing in front of the White House. So elegant and extravagant. I inwardly groaned when I saw the enormous staircase, knowing it would be hell for my foot.

The car door swung open. With a glare, Damiano stepped out of the car, and I tried to look as innocent as possible. He stopped in front of me, and his eyes bore into mine with a fierce intensity. I had to slightly tilt my head up to meet his gaze. He towered over me, and even my heels couldn’t make up the difference.

“You’re going to pay for that.” Damiano sneered, his voice husky as he spoke.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I smiled sweetly.

“You know exactly what you did.” He sounded so displeased I had to bite back my laugh. I looked down at his crotch, seeing his bulge was still visible.

“If you behave, I might give you what you want.” I retorted, using his own words against him.

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