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Chapter 13
Lexi’s P.O.V.
I couldn’t breathe. Not with Damon so close to me. I could hear my heart beat, the sound almost deafening. I’m hyper aware of his thumb tracing circles on my hip, the soothing touch bringing out forbidden desires. He’s pressed up against me, and I can feel his… excitement against my stomach. I felt too hot, and I couldn’t think clearly with his arousal pressing into me. Before I lost all my common sense, I raise my hands to press against his chest.
“Get away from me,” I breathe, hating how my voice sounds breathy and low. Please don’t leave. Stay here.
I shake my head, trying to rid all of my body’s wishes. Whenever I’m around Damon, I can’t think straight. I get confused with what I want and what I know I shouldn’t do. It gets all jumbled up and one thing would lead to another…a shudder of pleasure runs through my body.
“You know you want me,” he replies, his voice low and husky. Mmmhmmmmm.
Oh god, yes I do. “We can’t do this,” I whisper harshly. “Especially here of all places!”
“Yes we can,” he murmurs, his hands gripping my waist. I could feel his fingers tightening, pulling me impossibly closer. Yes! Yes! Yes!
“Damon! No! You have your bimbos to whore around with! And I can have fun with Lance,” I say in final attempt to push him away. I gasp softly when I see his eyes darken, anger flooding his beautiful blue eyes. His hands grip my waist in bruising strength, and I know there’ll be marks. Fear… and more arousal course through me.
“Damo-,” I attempt to say, before his lips crash to mine. I feel my eyes widen in shock, and I push against his chest desperately, knowing if I only had 2 seconds before I succumb to his wonderful kisses. He in return held me tighter, deepening the kiss with a fiery passion. My frozen lips are under fire against his, and with a moan of abandon, I grip his shirt tightly, pressing myself as close as I can. I meet his rapid pace, kissing him with all my might. My head grew dizzy as I felt his familiar kisses. Never have I ever been so turned on by a kiss. Damon’s kisses are heavenly. His lips moved swiftly against mine, his tongue snacking out to glide across my bottom lip, asking for entrance. In return, I nibble on his, taking his lip and sucking it with my own. I hear a deep groan before he forces his way into my mouth, his tongue quickly twining with mine. I let out a deep moan, feeling pleasure zap across my body. I move my hands to his head, plowing my fingers into his thick, blonde hair. I lightly tugged, asking for more. He responds, kissing me with bruising strength. Our lips fit perfectly together, and I taste mint… and a hint of strawberries. I could kiss him all day. His lips leave mine, and I moan at the loss, before feeling them travel down my throat, leaving a trail of hot kisses. He reaches my collarbone, before sucking the most sensitive part of my neck. I buckled against him, pressing his head against my neck. I couldn’t stop moaning, it seems, and all I see, taste, and feel is Damon. He releases my neck, and raises his head, pinning me with his electric blue eyes.
“Listen to me,” he demands, his voice heavy and choppy. “You don’t say his name. Ever. You will never speak of him. You are mine. Mine. Understand?”
I feel too lightheaded, my mind still swirling from his amazing kiss. He spears his hands through my hair, pulling me close to his face. “Tell me you understand. You. Are. Mine.”
“Yours,” I hear myself saying. His face shows a primal satisfaction before he connects our lips once more. Yes! More!
“God, you feel amazing,” he murmurs against my lips.
“More. Please,” I whisper, pressing my lips against his again. I feel his hands on my butt as he hefts me up. Needing no instructions, I wrap my legs around him, hooking my ankles together, and his erection meets my wet thong, and I feel myself cream even more. He presses me against the wall, and pushes my dress up to my hips, before resting on the waistband of my panties.
“God, you’re so wet for me, baby. You look so sexy in this dress,” he says, grinding against me. Oh my god. Oh my god! I wish those panties weren’t there…
I don’t know how long we were standing there, just kissing and feeling.
“Erm, excuse me? Is everything going okay in there?” I hear someone ask.
I jolt up, ripping my lips from Damon. Oh god. I just made out with Damon in a changing stall. With people around. And I was moaning! Oh god.
Still reeling from the kiss, I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. Damon’s grinding didn’t stop, and I felt my hips pushing back, doing a naughty dance with him. Sweet Jesus…
“Damon! Stop! Put me down,” I harshly whisper. “We need to stop!” I bet Alice and Chase heard us… I internally groan.
Thankfully, Damon understood that the… moment was ruined, and he slowly lowered me, dragging my body down his before placing me down on my feet. I hastily pull down my itty bitty dress, and I felt my thong mid-thigh. My face heated up as I quickly yanked it up, mortified that I didn’t even notice him pulling it down, too preoccupied. That means he saw my… Oh God!!
I push him away, panting. “This can’t happen anymore. You and I are done, no more.” I felt every part of my body protesting, yearning for his touch. Too bad!
I stalk past him, but he grips my forearm and turns me around. He leans down close to me.
“Listen sweetheart, we may have stopped here, but we are far from down,” he murmurs harshly, before placing a scorching kiss on my lips and exiting the changing stall.
I stood frozen. What just happened. Oh, you just had a make out session with Damon, someone you thought you hated, in a changing stall with nothing like a mini dress. Oh! And you declared yourself as “his.”
I placed my head in my hand, groaning. This is bad. Real bad. I couldn’t help but place my hand on my swollen lips, the tingles still there. Why does it have to be you Damon?
A knock resounded on the door. “Lexi?” It’s Alice. “Are you okay?”
I clear my throat. “Uh yeah, give me a second and I’ll be right out.”
“Okay,” she replies, sounding skeptical.
I quickly change, taking a deep breath before stepping out, clutching the dress in my hand.
“Wow, you were in there a long time,” Alice observes. “What were you doing, sleeping?”
I quickly realize that Alice didn’t know about what happened in there with Damon. I let out a breath of relief. “Oh, you know me, just admiring myself in the mirror. I look smoking in this dress,” I nervously let out. Alice narrowed her eyes, opening her mouth to reply, but Chase cut her off from the other side of the store.
“Hurry up ladies, you don’t want to be too late to the party,” he bellows. Alice rolls her eyes, and I notice that she has a deep blue dress. We head over to the cash register, and I hand the cashier my dress. She appeared to be in college, mid-20’s. When she took off the security tag, she frowned.
“Oh, there’s a small, wet stain on your dress. It’s on the inside though,” she says, perplexed. I hear Damon choke a laugh, and I heat up, my face growing tomato red.
“Would you like to exchange it?” she asks, confused.
Before I could respond, Damon steps up next to me. “No, that’s fine. No one will see it,” he tells the cashier, before handing her a credit card. I can’t help the next flush of color to my face.
Ooooooh la la. Was that TOO sexy? DO YOU GUYS think it was too hot? If it was, I’ll tone it down. I want this story to remain PG-13, so too much? Not hot enough? :O Please comment and tell me! Hopefully this update was worth the wait? Thanks again for all your support. You all are amazing <3 <3 Enjoy the summer everyone!! It only comes…. Almost never, so enjoy it!!