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DAMON
When I returned with clothes and food, Lily was asleep in my bed.
She had her hair spread out like the wings of an angel and her leg flung across the pillow to reveal creamy skin.
I considered waking her up before I decided against it and put the food in the fridge. She needed sleep and I need to think about what the hell I was doing.
I sat on the couch and watched her chest rise and fall, her lips parted slightly.
Jamie was a fool… a fool I would very much like to punch in the face.
She looked so peaceful laying there that I was extremely tempted to touch her.
Hell, I wanted to do more than touch her.
I tried to reassure myself that she was far from my type.
She looked ordinary with brown hair and pale skin. The only thing she had going for her was her blue eyes.
Liar liar pants on fire.
There was something about Lily that stirred me in ways nothing had in the longest time. There was this need to protect her but also ruin her in the same breath.
From the moment I stopped her from falling and I felt her hands on my skin.
A soft moan escaped her lips stopping my train of thought.
I got up like someone under a spell and walked to the bed where she lay, so small in it.
I reached for the hair that had made it into her face and was now bothering her sleep and brushed it away, my fingertips lingering on her skin.
“What is it about you?” I murmured under my breath.
Almost like she heard me, her eyes fluttered open, unfocused on my face.
I froze, waiting… watching them close and her go to sleep again.
I straightened suddenly aware of how hard I was.
I blamed it on the fact that I hadn’t had s*x in a week due to the effort and concentration I had to put in to make the club a reality.
Well, it was time to get on top a woman and preferably not the one sleeping in my bed at the moment.
I placed the key card on the side table beside the bed and walked out of the room.
Adrian met me halfway.
“You have people wanting to see you” He stated.
“They can wait. Get me Francesca and Cindy, bring them to the room” I ordered.
He knew what room I was talking about because the door opened minutes after and the girls came walked in
“Strip, both of you”
They giggled and dropped their dresses, stepping out of them.
I settled into the couch, spread-eagled and let them get to work.
Cindy reached for my zipper, helping my hardened c**k out of my pants.
“You seem tense” Francesca crooned in my ear, massaging my shoulders.
Cindy licked her lips hungrily and massaged my c**k with both hands before taking it in her mouth. She gagged, her tongue licking my tip over and over again.
“Relax, baby… let us take care of you” Francesca crooned, reaching to grab my hand and placing it on her naked breasts.
But I could not relax… no matter what they did and how Cindy sucked my c**k till I shot in her mouth, I still felt the knot of tension in my shoulders and my mind… traitorous as it was still strayed to Lily.
“What is on your mind, my love?” Francesca asked.
“It is nothing” I said.
It was something, though and I wanted to figure it out.
“Enough” I said to Cindy who looked at me like she had been struck.
There was hurt in her eyes but I was not ready to pander to her feelings.
I got to my feet, did my zipper and walked out of the room straight to Lily.
When I opened the door, the bed was empty.
My first thought was that she had left again but when I stepped into the room, I saw her.
“Hey” She breathed, walking towards me.
“Are you okay? I did not want to wake you and…”
My words were cut off when Lily kissed me right on the lips.
I froze for a nanosecond before I returned her kiss, wrapping my arms around her waist.
She was drunk.
I could taste the whiskey on her lips. It was the very same one I had left in the room by mistake.
Fucking hell.
“Lily” I stopped her.
“What?” She frowned, her delicious looking lips folding into a pout.
“You are drunk”
“Tipsy” She corrected. “There is a difference”
“Tipsy or not… you do not want to kiss me”
“Yes I do” She corrected. “I also want to f**k you”
It would be the first time that Damon Steele was speechless in the history of his life.
“What? You are a patron, aren’t you? And that is what you do for the people that come in here so do the same for me. I want to be f****d”
I did not know what to say to her and so I did what I had been wanting to do from the moment I set my eyes on her.
I kissed her again against my best judgement.
She melted in my arms like butter and a moan pealed from her lips.
“You do not want this, I can assure you of that” I told her when I finally got under control enough to remind myself there was no way I would f**k a drunk woman.
“Do you not find me attractive?” she asked, hurt entering her doe eyes.
“You have no idea how attractive I find you” I told her.
“Then what is the problem?” She stepped away from me and reached for her bathrobe.
I watched it fall from her shoulders so she was standing naked before me.
My breath hitched in my throat.
She had full breasts… I knew they were full but seeing them was way better than in person stole the air from my lungs.
“Lily” her name was like a strangled sound in my throat.
She approached me and God help me, I took a step back.
“Go back to sleep, Lily” I ordered.
I watched her face fall and it took everything in my power not to close the space between us, take her in my arms and punish her… teach her… rock her world.
Instead I did something that would have earned me a bloody halo, I walked away.
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