Chapter 222

Damon let out a low grunt. He pressed Celeste against the wall in the elevator. He kissed her hard till her face turned into a deep shade of red. She clutched onto his chest and whimpered softly.

Damon didn't stop her from scratching his chest. He bent his knee and placed it in between Celeste's legs. They pressed tightly against each other.

Their breathing quickened. If someone entered the elevator at this moment, they would've felt the overwhelming hormones in the narrow and small space.

"Breathe. Be a good girl." He was worried that Celeste might faint if he didn't remind her to do so.

The elevator reached the top floor of the building, but the two were making out so intensely that they didn't realize it. The door opened and closed. Using his last bit of willpower, Damon pressed the door open again and carried Celeste out.

When he reached the door to their room, he pulled out the room card from her bag with just one hand. As the electronic lock made a clicking sound, they