Chapter 8: Only Sex.

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"Is that your room?" I questioned while staring at the white and black room. The walls were black while the furniture were white. Everything matched in this room. The room had a window which gave view of the back garden of his house.

"Of course not" he scoffed in disbelief, bringing my attention back to him. I crossed my arms over my shoulder and stared at him. He looked like one of those spoilt kids.

"It's such a turn off when you scoff " I mumbled as I walked to the big picture on the wall. It was so beautiful. Abstract Art. I smiled at all these colours mixed together to make a beautiful piece of art. I could feel Damian behind me. He was really close. One of his hand wrapped itself around my waist and pulled him against him. I unwillingly moaned as I felt his hard on against my ass.

"And what turn you on, Vixen?" Damian asked huskily as he gently bit my right ear, causing me to arch my back. He turned me around, but still kept his hands on my waist. I could see lust clouding his beautiful eyes. Before I could answer, he pushed me against the wall, just next to the photo. I moaned when I felt him pressing his whole body against mine. He grabbed both of my hands in his and pinned them above my head. I was already breathless, squirming in need. I needed him. He was torturing me. Hell yes. He was. He gave me a smirk as he stared at me.

"Damian" I breathed in need.

"What do you want?" he asked tauntingly. He ran his finger on my arm, causing goosebumps to rise. He buried his face in the crook of my neck and lightly chuckled. "Tell me. What do you want?" he asked again. Right now, I wanted to slap the hell of his pretty face.

"I fucking want you Damian Spears" I snapped, making him raise his face to stare at me. He clenched his teeth and let a little growl before crashing his lips onto mine. He lifted me up slightly, making me wrap my legs around his waist. His lips were so perfect on mine. I gently bit his lips, making him groan against mine. He let go of my hands and used his to cup my ass. My hands wrapped themselves around his neck, pulling his face even closer. I felt myself being pulled away from the wall. His hands were holding me in place so that I wouldn't fall. I could feel him walking and as soon as I felt the soft material, I knew that I was on the bed. Damian opened my legs and took place in between without breaking the kiss. I tugged on his hair, making him groan in want. As we were soon out of breath, he pulled away and attacked my neck with his lips. He sucked on my skin, just beneath my ear. I bit my lips as my eyes closed as the pleasure engulfed me.

"Your skin is so soft" Damian mumbled as he pulled away and stared at me. I was still breathless. His hands made their way to the hem of my top. I lifted my body a bit, so that he would take off my top easily. Once it was off, Damian threw it on the floor. I giggled at how impatient he was. Once his eyes fell on my black bra which cupped my boobs well, he let out a groan and took a deep breath. Damian let his finger trailed on my skin, causing goosebumps to rise. His hands slowly made their way to my jeans and he get it off without any problem. I was now laying in front of him, with only my underwear on. He gave me a slight grin before kissing his way to my stomach. He kissed my skin and lightly blow on it, making me shiver. I moaned when I felt his tongue come in contact with my hot skin. He then brought his face to mine again, he kissed my lips. My hands went to his shirt and i started fiddling with it. I needed to touch his skin. I needed that skin to skin touch. I couldn't concentrate on his lips and his shirt at the same time, so I pulled away and tried to pry off his shirt. He chuckled and pulled away to take it off.

"Damn" I breathed when my eyes fell on his toned chest. He took my hands in his and placed it on his eight pack abs. He gave me a slight smirk as I ran my fingers on his abs. "How many times do you work out?" I questioned after licking my lips.

"Four times a week" he whispered as his eyes fell on my stomach and then my breasts. "What about you?" he questioned as he pointed to my body.

"It depends" I said as he pulled me up so that my face was now just in front of his chest. He looked so yummy.

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