Chapter 124 *
Damon’s POV
I pulled her down and took her mouth with mine.
The kiss was not gentle. Not sweet. It was demanding. My hand tightened in her hair. My other hand slid down to her hip. Gripped hard enough to leave marks.
She made a small sound in the back of her throat.
That sound went straight to my groin.
I stood up. Kept kissing her. Walked her backwards until her ass hit the edge of my desk.
Then I lifted her. Put her on the mahogany surface.
Stepped between her legs. Pushed them apart with my hips.
My hands were everywhere. Her waist. Her thighs. Her back.
I wanted to touch every inch of her. Wanted to memorize how she felt under my hands.
She was kissing me back now. Her hands fisted in my shirt. Pulling me closer.
Her tongue met mine. Shy at first. Then bolder.
I groaned into her mouth.
My hand slid up her bare thigh. The dress had ridden up even higher.
Soft skin. So fucking soft.
I wanted to rip the dress off. Wanted to see all of her.
My fingers traced higher. Found the edge of her underwear.
She gasped against my lips.
I forced myself to pull back. Just a few inches.
We were both breathing hard. My forehead rested against hers.
"This—" She was panting. "We can't— this is a fake marriage!"
Her voice was breathless. Barely coherent.
But her body was saying something completely different. Her legs were wrapped around my waist. Her hands were still fisted in my shirt.
"We had a contract." She tried again. "This isn't supposed to—"
I caught her chin. Made her look at me.
My eyes were probably black right now. Pupils blown wide with want.
"There's no such thing as a fake marriage, Mrs. Wolfe."
My other hand was still on her thigh. Thumb drawing slow circles on her inner thigh.
I leaned in. Put my lips right next to her ear. "You're my legal wife."
My teeth grazed her earlobe. She shivered.
"You signed the papers. You took my name."
My hand slid higher up her thigh. Just an inch. Testing.
I felt her breath hitch.
"And what I want to do to you right now?"
I pulled back just enough to look at her face. To watch her reaction.
"Perfectly legal between husband and wife."
Her eyes went wide. Her face flushed deep red.
For a second, she just stared at me. Speechless.
Then she moved.
Pushed hard against my chest. Scrambled off the desk.
Her legs were shaky. She almost fell.
I reached out to steady her. My hand closed around her elbow.
She jerked away like I'd burned her.
"I— I need to go—"
She grabbed her purse from where it had fallen on the floor.
Didn't look at me. Couldn't look at me.
The door slammed shut behind her.
I stood there. Staring at where she'd been.
My hands slowly curled into fists.
Every muscle in my body was tight. Wound up. Ready to chase after her.
I forced myself to stay put.
To breathe. To think.
The outline of her body was still imprinted on mine. I could still taste her on my lips.
I walked back to my desk. Braced my hands on the edge.
Stared down at the surface. At the spot where she'd been sitting two seconds ago.
Always starting fires then running away before I burn.
This look-but-don't-touch bullshit was killing me.
I could still feel the softness of her skin. Could still hear that little sound she made when I kissed her.
I'm so fucking done with this.
I wanted her. All of her.
And one of these days, she wouldn't run fast enough.
A knock on the door made me straighten up.
"Come in."
Axel stepped inside. He had a folder in his hand.
His eyes immediately went to my wet pants. My messed up hair. My kiss-swollen lips.
The office probably still smelled like her perfume.
His mouth twitched. Like he wanted to smile but knew better.
I gave him a look that could freeze nitrogen.
"Don't even fucking think about it."
"Wouldn't dream of it, boss." His face went carefully blank.
He set the folder on my desk. Stepped back.
I flipped it open. Tried to focus on the contents.
Tried to make my brain work on something other than the taste of Scarlett's mouth.
"The Park situation ends here." My voice still sounded rough. "Back off Madison. Let it go."
Axel's eyebrows went up slightly. But he just nodded.
"Yes, sir. Understood." Axel nodded once. Then quietly left.
The door closed with a soft click.
I was alone with my thoughts.
And my very uncomfortable arousal.