Bound by the CEO’s Baby By SunScar9

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Chapter 87 

Chapter 87 

Damien lunged for her, but the little fox was quick. She squealed and jumped up and over the bed, throwing open the door and running out into the hall. He chased after her in all his naked glory. He didn’t give a shit. When he caught her, the clothes would have gotten in the way, anyway. 

Ana was pretty fast, but Damien was faster. And there was nowhere for her to go. 

He caught her at the end of the hallway just before she reached the living room. He turned her around and pushed her against the wall, his lips crashing down on hers before trailing to her exposed collarbone. 

“What was the use?” he asked, pressing his body against her and warring with the flimsy rope that held her robe together. “It gets you riled up and all dominant,” she gasped as his hand found her naked back under the robe and he pinched. 

“You want me to dominate you?” he asked, slipping his fingers through her legs and finger her soaking wet core. He ran them. up and down her slit, teasing her. 

“I just want you.” Ana cried out when he plunged two fingers inside her. “Damien!” 

He worked her for a few minutes before pulling his fingers out. 

“What are you doing? Why did you stop?” 

Damien sank to his knees in front of her and lifted up the robe, which he still hadn’t managed to untic. He nudged her legs apart and then looked up at her. Ana had a look of anticipation on her face, waiting for him and his tongue. He swirled his tongue around and sucked her clit between his lips, listening to the little noises escaping her as she ran her fingers through. his hair. He wasn’t even going to need his fingers to make her cum, he was sure of that. 

As one hand held her thigh, just above the knee, the other slid up and started working on the tie again. This time, he was able to loosen it. The moment she cried out from her orgasm, he pulled his mouth away and stood up. He ripped the robe from her shoulders and lifted her off the ground, pinning her back against the wall. 

“Damien,” she yelped. 

He growled when he realized that he didn’t have a condom. He closed his eyes and rested his head against her shoulder. trying to control his breathing. Damien felt Ana shift against him, pulling her robe from where it was barely hanging from 

her wrists. 

He groaned in frustration. He was aching with need and he was about to give up and beg her to let him slide inside her without a condom. It was his own rule. But then he felt her slide something into his hand. He lifted his head and opened the palm. 

“Why are you always prepared?” he asked. 

“Are you complaining?” 

“No,” he mumbled. 

He glanced down between Ana and the condom in his hand, trying to figure out how to keep her where she was, open the packet, and get it on, all at the same time. He looked at her and then smirked. 

“Hold on tight, baby.” 

Ana wrapped her legs around his waist and put her forearm on his shoulders. He reached down with one hand and pulled on his cock so that it rested comfortably in an upright position between them. He thrust his hips against her, holding her in place. 

Ana cleared her throat and looked down. “I can’t believe that thing fit inside me.” 

Damien chuckled and took his hands off her so that he could get himself ready. She had seen it before, was she only realizing the size of it at that moment? As he opened the condom, Ana dug her heels in and started rubbing her mound against him. She spread her juices all over his length and created friction. 

“You’re tempting a predator,” he warned. 

She kept going, bringing her head close. He could feel her warm breath on his cheek. “How so?” 

He turned his head so that their lips brushed. “I am about to forget about the condom and ram into you,” he threatened. 

Ana lifted herself up and when she slid back down, her mound was right over his cock. Damien groaned, gripping her hip. He was inside of her. Not entirely, but just the tip. She was purposely holding herself up. If she loosened the grip of her legs. she would slide down on his length completely. He was warring with himself, desperately wanting to make her lose her balance and sheathing himself fully inside her. 

“Don’t tease,” Damien gritted out. 

Ana lifted herself back up and off his cock, her expression holding an amused apology. “I’m sorry. I just can’t wait to feel your cum inside me,” she said softly. 

Chapter 87 

If she kept talking like that, Damien would lose the little control he still had left. He didn’t waste time. It took him a few seconds to slip the rubbed on before he repositioned himself and let her slide down on him. She yelped as he groaned. He was buried really deep. 

Damien looked into her eyes, waiting until she was ready for him to move. He needed her approval because he was going to go hard and fast. The second he saw her eyes flicker, he pulled out, slamming back into her. Her nails dug into his neck as he went, again and again, enjoying her loud cries for faster, harder, and pleas. 

He looked down and watched his cock slide in and out. His thrusts became urgent as he felt his stomach start to tighten. He needed to get her there quickly. He was so distracted by making his woman cum that he didn’t notice the frames that rattled and fell from the wall he was holding her again. They cracked and shattered around them. 

“So good…” 

“Baby, IL…” he was panting so hard that he couldn’t get the words out. 

“Cum,” she urged. 

He wanted to wait for her, but he couldn’t. He was already there but he couldn’t force it back. “You sure? I want you 

“I will,” she nodded. 

He lost control and stalled his movements briefly. He slid his hand down to where they were joined and gently pinched her swollen nub. That was all she needed to throw her over the edge. Her walls tightened around his still throbbing member. Damien’s legs gave out and he fell to his knees, taking Ana with him. Their bodies were slick with sweat. 

“Good morning.” Ana greeted cheerfully. 

“The best morning,” Damien replied, resting his forehead against hers.