All Chapters of Babysitting My Ex-Fiance's Son- Taming My Cold CEO: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

For a moment, she was too stunned to react. She sat frozen like a statue while he sucked vigorously on her mouth with a fervent longing. Biting into her lower lip, he forced her to open her mouth. He deepened the kiss by shoving his tongue into her mouth, igniting a blaze of desire within her. All her inhibitions burnt to ashes and her skin glowed like a thousand fireflies dancing beneath it. His intensity took her breath away. She had never known a man could kiss with such all-consuming passion. His hands were holding her in place while his mouth devoured her as if a starving man savoring his first meal in eternity. Even though he was kissing her mouth, she felt the hot sensation spreading throughout her body. Electric tingles coursed through her. Overcame by desire, she eagerly kissed him back. Her tongue moved against his in a sweet tango of desire. However, she couldn't match up with his overwhelming fervor no matter how hard she tried. He was kissing her with every ounce of his

Standing in the doorway, Maya watched as they helped him onto the bed. She decided against going inside as Carlos was also there. Even though his face didn't reveal much, she knew it must be hurting like hell. He was badly injured. Who could know it better than her who had a rich experience when it came to wounds and pain? "I'll make sure that brat gets what he deserves," Carlos said while adjusting the pillow behind his back. Dante didn't respond. His gaze absently darted towards the door and lit up with something when found her in the doorway. She mustered a hesitant smile. "Miss Diaz, come inside," he urged her, prompting everyone's attention towards her. She moved inside with tentative steps. "Do you need something? I'll get it for you" she asked, wanting to help him. Dante shook his head. "I am fine. Thank you for asking," he responded softly. She nodded. "What happened?" a voice suddenly echoed before someone darted past her, heading straight towards him."I am fine, Mom

The woman closed the door and leaned against it. Raising her light trembling hand, she clutched her chest to calm her racing heart. A whirlwind of emotions stirring deep within her, the warmth of his lips still lingered on hers. Her mouth curved into a smile of its own as she replayed the moment in her head. Now instead of calming down, her heartbeat accelerated. Why would it not? She was still not over the masculine energy he had exuded while kissing her. She hadn't expected him to be this passionate, this wild. And his eyes....she struggled to breathe as she recalled the fiery intensity in his eyes. His smoldering gaze had melted her into a pool of water. Instinctively, she flicked out her tongue and ran it over her lips, feeling the bruises he had rewarded her with. He was ferocious. Climbing onto her bed, she buried her face into her pillow. grinning hard. It was certain, sleep wasn't going to come to her now. The sun was already up and Vincent would be awake in a few hours anywa

He withdrew abruptly, leaving her unfulfilled and craving for more. His mouth curved into a playful smirk as he reclined in his chair, his eyes overflowing with unbridled lust as they roamed over her body as if he were entitled to do so. Maya unconsciously clenched her thighs, feeling heat leaking from her core. Sitting with the regal air of a King, he looked impossibly tempting. She felt like a powerless slave at the mercy of her owner. "Kiss me," he commanded her in his deep, authoritative voice. Gone was the cold, reserved Dante Martinez she knew, this man was a dangerous blend of power and seduction. Her body responded instinctively and before she knew it she was chasing his mouth like a woman starving for a lover's touch. A profound sense of exhilaration tore through her veins as she pressed her mouth to his. His lips were soft and in contrast to his personality. He didn't torment her anymore and reciprocated, turning their gentle kiss into a rough, demanding mouth-fu

He forcefully moved his fractured arm and lifted the cover for her. She understood his gesture and didn't waste a moment to join him on his bed and slip under the cover. Her fear had overshadowed her reasons. "Nightmare?" he asked, observing her trembling body. She was bathed in sweat and her red-rimmed eyes still had traces of tears. She nodded, absently staring down at the cover. Her eyes shifted to his hand as he wrapped it around hers. She raised her gaze to his face and searched but found no trace of pain. "It was just a nightmare. You are fine," he assured her. Now that she was with him, not even the devil himself could cause her any harm. She stared into her eyes and felt peace slowly taking over her anxious heart. The warmth his eyes emanated had become her source of comfort. His arms her safe heaven. A teardrop fell down her eye as she held his tender gaze. She had locked her emotions deep down in her heart knowing no one cared. But she didn't know why just one look from