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I crawl up to kiss her and then I bring my dick back to her pussy. I ride her hard and fast.

I swallow her screams with my kiss, sucking on her tongue as I fuck her. Her legs go around me, her heels dig into my lower back.

My pace increases and I feel her tightening around me. Something magical is about to happen. Something that has never happened to me before.

Once my thumb finds her clit, she comes and so do I. At the same, we ride into the land of complete pleasure where our bodies are broken and remolded in the most beautiful way.

She lets out a loud scream, and I continue to move inside her, filling her with every last drop of my seed until she’s no longer trembling.

I collapse against her, not bothering to pull out.

I mutter in her ears, “Stay with me, Alice. Let me protect you and keep you safe. Let me be everything you want me to be and more.”

She sniffs and when I pull back, just enough to look at her, tears are streaming down the side of her face. “I don’t plan on going anywhere, Damon.”

Then she shakes her head and her arms wrap tightly around me. “I just want to be with you.”

Chapter 7

Alice

In between having sex with Damon and eating his amazing food, I didn’t realize just how huge his house is.

It’s a penthouse

Everything in it is pristine—white marble floors, elegant chandeliers, and the type of art you only see in galleries. Some rooms have floor-to-ceiling windows that have an amazing view of the city.

I’m in one of those rooms, curled up on a plush gray couch, wearing one of Damon’s oversized shirts, with a book in my hand, and it feels like I’m living in a dream.

How did I get so lucky?

The fact that I’m here because I was bought at an auction house against my will is very ironic.

I’m flipping through the pages of my book when Damon walks in from the kitchen holding two mugs of coffee. He’s wearing shorts and a shirt that is unbuttoned just enough to show a hint of his toned chest. How does he manage to look so perfect all the time?

“Having fun?”

I shrug and close the book. “Not really. When I told you I wanted to read, an inspirational book wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.”

He smiles. There’s something mischievous in the smile, and I narrow my eyes at him.

“You must really love erotic novels, huh?” he teases, setting a mug in front of me and sitting on the edge of the couch. “It seems to me like you can’t read anything else.”

“Romance novels,” I correct with a pout and pick the book up again. “Yes, I can. And you better not judge me. It’s not like you don’t benefit from my... research.”

He chuckles and leans in. Despite the smile on his face, his eyes are dark. “Trust me, baby girl, you won’t find any judgment coming from me.”

I bite my lip, fighting the urge to melt under his gaze. Everything he does makes my heart race, even with a simple tease. As much as I want to pull him into me, take in his manly scent, and kiss him till I can’t breathe, I’m still so sore from last night.

I clear my throat. “I need a good book.”

He laughs, the sound deep and rich, and it makes me feel warm inside. “Tell you what,” he says, standing up and stretching. “I’ve got a meeting that came up unexpectedly, but I want you to go Christmas shopping. Take my driver. Get all the decorations and books you want. Spoil yourself.”

I raise an eyebrow. “All the books I want?”

He grins. “Every single one.”

“That’ll be a lot of money.”

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