Bound by the CEO’s Baby By SunScar9

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Chapter 83 

Chapter 83 

Ana’s stomach grumbled loudly. 

“You’re hungry already?” 

“Yes.” 

Damien handed Ana his phone. “Order whatever you want.” 

By the time they were home, the delivery guy was already waiting on the steps. They sat on the sofa and set down the containers and grabbed their cutleries. Ana took a few bites of the food and then looked at Damien. 

“Thank you for sharing Thea with me,” she smiled. 

“I knew you would like it there.” 

“I did. It felt like a vacation. I feel so relaxed.” 

“I am glad. I wanted to take you to the place where I felt myself. Thea was always there for me when I was on giving up in university and she had to offer food and tea.” 

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“She is a sweet woman.” 

Their conversation meandered toward life before they met. In the end, Damien captured her mouth in a searing kiss. Their lips molded together and he ran his tongue over her bottom lip, begging for entrance. Ana whimpered against her and opened up, allowing him to take what he needed and give her everything he had. 

They hadn’t even started to move their bodies, but the heat between them was overwhelming. 

“Ana, I can’t wait any longer.” Damien begged. “I am so ready.” 

Ana shook her head and Damien didn’t wait for a verbal response. He swooped her up and carried her into the bedroom, not even bothering to shut the door. He set her down on the floor and her hands were immediately on him. 

Her nails scraped against the skin of his stomach and rested on his hips. She took a deep breath and lifted her arms above her head. Damien slowly peeled the shirt from her body. As much as he wanted Ana naked, he wanted to savor the moment. Never again would he rush with her or make her regret it afterward. 

Damien tossed the shirt on the floor and reached for her. As he cradled her head, he leaned in, taking her lower lip and sucking on it gently. He refused to break eye contact with her as he let his hands move over her neck, across her shoulders, and down her arms. 

He gripped one of his hands and let the other trail up her hip, his thumb brushing against her stomach and ribcage before landing just below her breast. Then, he wrapped it around her back and caressed up and down her spine. 

Ana shivered and her body broke out into goosebumps. 

“Are you cold?” Damien asked, pulling his mouth away and towards her neck again. He loved the throbbing of her pulse against his mouth. 

“No,” she breathed. “I just need to feel you. I need you closer, on me… inside of me.” 

Never in his life had Damien heard words so sensual. They set him on fire. He let go of her and let her pull his shirt over his head. There was a slight chill in the air, but the moment Ana pressed herself against him, Damien was enveloped in her 

warmth. 

He made his way around and snapped open the button to her pants. He pulled them over her hips and knelt on the floor to slide them down her legs. He kept his eyes trained on her face to make sure it is what she wanted. 

Damien knew he desired her, she didn’t hide it, but he needed to make amends and needed to make sure it was exactly what she wanted. He was going to make love to this woman. 

Ana stepped out of her pants and kicked them away quickly as he ran his hands all the way back up, caressing her calves and the back of her thighs, and reveling in the softness of her skin, before cupping her ass. 

Damien was face to face with her covered mound. He could smell her arousal and he was hungry for what she could give him. He kneaded her ass and pressed her nose directly up to the soft fabric covering her warmth. 

“You smell so good.” 

Ana was wearing a simple pair of white lace hipster shorts, but Damien found them much more erotic than the usual scanty lingerie. He stuck his tongue out and licked at her, wanting to taste her. But it wasn’t enough. He needed more. He slipped his fingers into her panties, pulling them down the same way he had her jeans. Only, this time, he couldn’t look away her thighs. When he finally did glance up, her chest was heaving. 

from 

Damien lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and drove his tongue into her, listening to her cry out as she grabbed at his 

hair. 

‘I’ve died and gone to heaven. I hope I am not resurrected.” 

“Damien…” 

He used his thumb to expose her swollen clit and flicked his tongue over it. She bucked her hips into his face. Without warning, Ana gripped his hair tightly and cried out. 

“Oh my god,” she gasped. “That was incredible.” 

“You want me to do it again,” he grinned, wiping his chin with the back of her hands. 

“I do, but right now, I need you up here.” 

Damien did as she asked and stood up. She immediately pushed her tongue into his mouth, tasting herself. Damien simply prayed that he didn’t cum before he had a chance to be inside her. 

“You taste good, don’t you?” he mumbled against her mouth. He heard her giggle and then her hands were on her button. 

“Take these off.” 

He was wearing loose jeans so all Ana had to do was push them down a little and they dropped on the floor. Damien kicked them away and quickly pulled off his boxers. Ana squeaked as his erection sprang free. He smirked and followed her as she scooted up the bed. 

Using his teeth, he slipped one strap of her bra and then the other off her shoulder. He pulled them down her arms and with one quick flick of the wrist, the whole thing fell away, revealing to Damien her breasts.