Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (jenna bush book club .TXT) 📖

“I love you too… but don’t think this was right. You shouldn’t do such things for me, En, I love you anyway.”

He cupped my face, looking into my eyes as if peering into my soul.

“I know. This wasn’t to prove anything. Not my love. It was just to make you happy with the books, sweetheart.” I couldn’t stay with any anger for him when he was being that sweet. I snuggled more into him, my heart quickening in heartbeats.

“You know something?” I asked when I heard him hum to encourage me,

“I love all the different languages in which you express.”

“Huh?”

“Love languages. In all forms, in all gestures, and all thoughts.”

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By the time we reached home, Damien had me planted against the wall in the living room. His lips connected with mine, his hands traveling all over my body.

“You’re so damn addicting, sweetheart.” I gasped, his lips working their way down before reaching the V neckline of my sundress. He dipped his head further low, kissing the valley of my boobs.

I shuddered at his touches, his gentle feelings, and the desires rising inside me. “I want this down immediately,” He didn’t wait long to turn me around and pulled down my zipper, giving away my bare back.

His lips planted soft kisses all over my back, my shoulders stretching back, feeling the softness and the hardness of him against me. His hard-on poked my part, and I was already aware of that.

I bit my lips when he dropped down the dress and unhooked my bra. “Shouldn’t we be going up?”

His eyes turned deeper shade, the mask of desire and passion clouding his vision. He kissed my forehead before taking me in his arms. “wherever you love.” He walked up the stairs reaching the bedroom, and before I know I was plastered against the bed, his huge solid body pressed against me.

“I love you so much.” He groaned, nuzzling his face, his teeth nipping my skin, making gasps and hiss escape my lips. I couldn’t answer him anymore when he worked his finger over my moist down, my hips going up with the work of his magical fingers. Long and thick.

I cried out when the first release hit me. My skin hummed, my brain almost going numb with the after-effects before I pulled myself up and asked him to tell me how to help him.

By the time, my mouth connected to the top of his shaft, he was groaning hard. He looked so beautiful, messy and sweating, groaning in pleasure as I helped him some more.

My body is all too capable of taking him inside me more now, sweating and moaning, as we hit the release, he was lying beside me, pulling me closer to him and pulling up the duvet over us.

“You did such good work, baby.” I smiled when he kissed my forehead, as I snuggled closer to him.

I couldn’t thank heaven for giving me Damien, and the second opportunity to live my life. To build me and love again.

But everything seemed to crash down, when the next morning, fortune hit me hard against the face. He was going through the drawer to get me the crepe bandage for my right toe, it was raining, maybe due to all the walking last day, but what happened was him getting in the diary, I forgot to keep back on the bookshelf.

He looked up at me, the diary resting in his hand. “Did you bring that?” My throat tightened and almost made me difficult to answer him back.

“Yes…” He pressed his eyes closed tightly.

“Did you read that?” I couldn’t answer him back the right way. The guilt eating me up since.

“Answer me, dammit!” He didn’t shout at me, but the iciness in his voice scared me more.

“Y-yes…” I heard him curse as he placed the diary on the bed before taking in the crepe band, wrapping up my swollen feet, and taking it back.

He didn’t say anything more, as he walked towards the door. I couldn’t let him leave.

“Damien!” He stopped in his tracks but didn’t look back. “I'm sorry.” He stood there for a while before walking out, not even answering.

What had I done!

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More 2-3 chapters to go. I will publish them together in the next two weeks. 

Thanks for being patient. Love alot.