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“Damon and His Ex-wife co-run a new firm, ‘Nevada’.’? It didn't sound like too much damage. “I'm a second away from kissing your lips.” I whispered in her ear. Stunned, she turned to face me immediately. And as fate would have it, our lips met. The crowd went wild!

That was all it took. Damien returned the smile and stepped closer, backing her gently against the edge of the desk, his hands braced on either side of her. “I’ve missed you,” he murmured, his voice dropping. “I haven’t had you since last night.” Before she could respond, his lips were on hers. The kiss was deep and hungry, as if he’d been holding himself back all day. Elena responded with equal intensity, her hands gripping his shirt, pulling him closer. His fingers slid down her back, squeezing her ass hard, drawing a soft moan from her throat.

Damon followed immediately, crawling over him, kissing him deeper while his fingers worked open Elias’s belt and zipper with practiced ease. Elias’s jeans and boxers were shoved down just enough. Damon wrapped a warm hand around his cock, stroking slow and tight from base to tip. Elias arched, hips jerking up into the touch. “Shit… Damon” “Relax, pretty boy,” Damon whispered, kissing down his neck, sucking lightly at the sensitive skin. “I’ve got you.” He moved lower, trailing wet kisses across Elias’s chest, flicking his tongue over a nipple until Elias hissed. Then lower still. Damon settled between his spread thighs, looking up with dark, hungry eyes before taking Elias’s cock into his mo

The kiss deepened, turning warmer, hungrier, until he braced one hand against the wall, pressing closer without letting go. Pulling back slightly, he looked into her eyes, his chest rising and falling. Without a word, he scooped her up carefully, laying her gently on the bed. Elena swallowed hard as she looked up at him. Damien leaned down again, capturing her lips in another kiss, his body hovering over hers as he moved onto the bed, caging her gently in the middle while their lips pressed together in a heated rhythm…. As their kiss deepened, Elena suddenly turned her head away. Damien’s lips brushed against her neck before she pushed at his chest.

“We stand together. That never changes.” Her breath caught, a warmth spreading through her chest. The chaos, the betrayal, the uncertainty—it all felt distant when he spoke that way. He drew her closer, pressing his lips to hers in a slow, lingering kiss that spoke of promises and possession, of battles won and battles yet to come. Her hands tangled in his hair, and for a brief, fleeting moment, the world outside ceased to exist. But the moment shattered when Elena’s voice crackled over the secure line. “Damon, you need to see this. Now.”

Maybe, it's by the way he is staring at me. "They are." He replies, "Still with the same question," "Whether we're going to kiss or not?" "Yeah, that's it." Damon continues to look at me with a smile plastered on his face. It takes all the strength in me not to slowly place a hand on the side of his face and lean forward for a kiss—knowing well how much I missed his lips on mine. As I remember them, they were soft and luscious. The way he kissed me was giving me sparks all over my body, making me feel the burning electricity.

I was laying on his body with my hands pressed against his chest and his eyes reaching out to the depths of my eyes tracing them for any discomfort in the short span when I was alone. "Damon?" Her voice lowered a few decibels and a low sultry whisper unbarred from her lips. Her eyes reeked of her provocative temptation at the sight of him. "I prefer being called Arianna Wilson's only date. Or better, Arianna's boyfriend. That's a privilege." My eyes widened and I stifled a smile at the sight of Elena's ego crumpling from her supercilious image of beauty goodness by the constant insulting blows of Damon.

Sit back to back. Because Almeera had told him before, Damian thought that the person was great at kissing. The physical quality of her mistress is above average. Especially now that there are vampires among them, isn’t that amazing? Times have changed. Once the vampires were above, in an instant, their positions were swapped with humans.

He didn’t answer. Because both of us knew what was true.” He would have never set me free. And then there was silence between us, heavy with things unsaid. Then Damian leaned in even farther and lowered his voice. “Elena”, he says, “he deserves to know me. My throat tightened. “And when you’re bored of playing father, what do you do?” His eyes flashed. “I do not tire of what is mine, Sete.”

"My my. look at New York most mighty CEO." She went around the table to put her hands around his neck to kiss him at the chicks. "Elena stop that." Damien said removing her hand around his neck. "Damien its been a month since we last saw each other or you don't miss me huh??" she said as she walk around to sit down at the chair on his front desk . “well if you don't I do. I miss you so much Damien" Elian said smiling. "Elena what did you want ?" he asked her as he continue signing his document