HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 65

Throughout the entire ride home, Alaric’s hand remained on my exposed thigh while he drove with the other. It was difficult to concentrate or think of other reasons I was supposed to be upset with him for.

And I liked that I couldn’t concentrate. If it meant I wouldn’t have to cry or dwell on what had happened in that facility with my unhinged twin sister, then I was all in

I bit down a moan when his hand inched higher. I wondered what he was going to do to me. Whether he was going to finger me or find other ways to make me orgasm that didn’t involve him actually sticking his dick inside of me.

Wet heat pooled between my thighs. I wasn’t going to ask him.

I already had a plan of my own

“You’re shaking,” he stated plainly, glancing over at me before refocusing on the road. He was driving fast. So fucking fast, I’d be terrified if I wasn’t so turned on

“Not from the cold,” I admitted, tugging his jacket around me and sniffing subtly, getting used to his scent.

Alaric let out a low chuckle that sent another shiver down my spine as he drove smoothly through the gates. And when he parked the car in the garage, he was out without a second thought. And so was I

“Come here, baby,” he rasped, wrapping an arm around my waist as he lifted me up and merged his lips with mine for the second time today.

I wasn’t sure why I’d asked him to kiss me back then. All I knew was that this was a man who was willing to cut ties with his own mother just for mistreating me.

And there was nothing sexier than that–except his kisses, of course.

He groaned low into my mouth as my thighs wrapped around his waist, my hands snaking around his neck. His kiss wasn’t soft. Not like it was an hour ago. There was nothing fucking gentle about this.

No restraint or patience. Alaric’s tongue forced its way between my lips and I accepted it instantly. meeting it with mine as I played with the hair at the nape of his neck

I didn’t even know Alaric had started moving until the door slammed against the wall. I whimpered as his kisses turned fiercer and he spanked my ass hard.

“Oh my God.” I froze.

That didn’t come from me, or Alaric

Alaric tore his mouth away from mine. “The hell are you doing here, Cami?” he snapped, I buried my face into his neck, embarassed. I wasn’t going to turn.

No way I was going to be able to face her now–or Mel, who I could tell had also seen us by the sound of her throat clearing.

“Um, I just came here for some advice, but it looks like you’re busy. Hi, Meadow.”

“Hi,” I squeaked, burying my face further into his neck.

Alaric sighed, his voice cold as he said: “Go home, Mel. And you, leave. Now.”

“I mean, you don’t have to tell me twice,” Cami murmured, followed by sounds of her feet shuffling as she walked out through another door–thankfully not the same one we had just walked in through.

Alanc didn’t wait, he carried me toward the stairs, peppering kisses all over my jaw and neck as he did.

“Oh my God,” I groaned. “That was so embarrassing.”

He let out a low chuckle. “Easy for you to say,” he murmured against my neck. “You’re not the one who was sporting a fucking hard–on in front of the woman who practically raised you.”

Alaric kissed me again before I could say anything in response. He stepped into his room, taking his jacket off my shoulders, and then tossed me onto his bed.

I let out a sound between a gasp and a moan, watching Alaric with half–closed eyes as he popped the buttons of his black shirt. My heart thudded in anticipation. This was way different. More heated than his usual control and precision when it came to delivering pleasure.

It looked like he’d lost every form of control. And I wondered what he would do with this. With me

“Alaric…“My tongue dried up as he shrugged off his shirt, revealing those goddamn sexy tattoos, and then my gaze dropped to his pants. To the bulge that was pushing against it.

He didn’t take them off. He just made his way to me on the bed, pulling me by my thighs to the edge in one swift motion.

“Fuck, Meadow,” he rasped against my mouth. “You make me lose my fucking mind.” He kissed me once, and then pushed my gown up my thighs and stomach. “Lift for me, baby.”

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