All Chapters of SEDUCING MY EX’s FATHER FOR REVENGE : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I hadn’t seen Damien in weeks. It was strange, almost unbearable, how much he occupied my thoughts despite the distance between us. The transfer to a different department had been my choice, a clean break to avoid complications. But I just couldn’t stop thinking about him, I wasn’t haunted by the feel of his touch and warmth of his body against me. I couldn’t get over how much I had miss seeing his confident aura and in the room filled with people or the way he dominated and commanded people to do what he wanted. And no matter how much I tried to bury myself in work, I just couldn’t get him out of my head. Every time I closed my eyes, he was there wiring for me, looking so real and calling on to me. I refused to give in to my thoughts so I threw myself into work and tried to get back on track. I even made sure to avoid the floor where he office was located on and I took the stairs instead of the elevator to make sure I didn’t mistakenly run into him by any means. For the first time

Immediately he exited the restroom, I let out a small breath to steady myself. My knees were weak and I was still horny but I walked to the mirror, leaned against the bathroom sink and stared at reflection that was staring back at me, flushed cheeks and trembling hands betraying the storm inside me. What had I been thinking, agreeing to one last encounter with Damien? Or, better yet, what was I not thinking?I was glad he’d been interrupted. Glad that nothing had happened. I didn’t understand how I lost every bit of self control I had everytime I was around him. My body has betrayed me once again and my thoughts were all over the place. But now that he was gone, I was set on remaining focused. I had only one reason for coming to the dinner party tonight, a mission I couldn’t afford to backtrack on because of my lust or Damien’s sexy body or anytime else. I opened the the tap and poured come water on my face to wake me up and get every last horniness out of me before turning around an

The morning sun came in through the tiny curtain opening and reflected its gentle golden rays on my face. I sat up, opened my eyes, and wiped my eyes together. For a moment, I got confused and forgot where I was. The bed I was sitting on was far too comfortable, and the sheets on the beds didn’t look like any that belonged to me or could be found in the apartment I was staying at. When I caught the faint smell of the cologne on the blanket that wrapped around me when it finally clicked into place. I was at Damien’s house. Everything that had happened last night up until when I had fallen asleep in Damien’s hands came rushing back and hit me like a punch to the gut. Ryan! The way he had spoken, the fear I had felt when he walked closer to me, trying to force himself on me. My scream. The way he had tried to silence, how I had started crying, the evil look in his eyes. And then the footsteps that had echoed through the empty hallway, how Ryan had escaped and Damien bursting into the r

“Yes. I want your taste on my tongue, daddy,” I replied him, nodding rapidly and disoriented with need. Even I was unable to recognize the girl dirty talking back to him, I had come to seduce him but I was the one getting turned on instead. Inching his fingers lower, he played with the strap of my lingerie, which was barely hiding anything. It caused delicious and teasing friction against my nipples, and amplified my lust.“Then beg for my cock like a good little girl, kitten,” he commanded.“What happened to making me beg without laying a finger?” I taunted instead, ignoring the protest of my body that craved to fall to my knees and worship him. His eyes flared in challenge and warning just before he pulled away from me. I swallowed thickly when his hands lowered to his waist and unclasped his belt. Instinctively, I took a step backward and the corner of his lips tilted dangerously and deviously before he slowly pulled the expensive leather through the loops.The belt hung low as h

After I had come down from my high and I could finally feel my knees, I turned around and stood straight. Damien led me to the en-suite bathroom in his office and helped me clean up. He was so gentle and my heart tugged but I shook my head and focused. After cleaning up, I walked back to where my clothes where and put them back on as fast as I could. I looked in the mirror and hear rose to my cheeks, but I noticed that they were hickeys all over my neck so I let my hair flow down to cover to it. I looked like sex, my lips were red and swollen from how much Damien had bitten on them and my makeup was smudged. I tried my best to fix myself up as much as possible but there was only little I could do. Damien walked back into the office and was already dressed up. He gestured for the couch and I walked to it, wondering what was going on in his head. He sat down and I sat across from Damien, my nerves coiled tightly like a spring. The air wasn’t tense or uncomfortable, if anything, it s