Chapter 182: Cloud Nine
Finally wearing the top and the shirt, she used the belt to hold the shirt in place. Waking up to the mirror, she snorted at how ridiculous she looked, even with the belt holding her waist, it still looked baggy on her.
Holding up her hair, she tried tying it up with her hair but she wasn’t getting it. Looking around the desk, she sought out a rubber band or anything rope-likely to tie up her hair. She searched through the cupboards, but couldn’t find anything to tie up her hair so she gave up.
Sighing, she looked into the room and met Damien’s gaze some distance away from her. The gaze in his eyes reflected lust, it looked like he was going to pounce on her any moment from now.
"Ermm, you should get dressed," distracting him, she said and was about to move away from the mirror when she heard, "Wait!" Causing her to halt.
"Why?" Through the mirror, she asked.
"Just wait," saying that, he started walking up to her, with each of his strides dripping water from his hair. She just noticed he was only tying a towel and hadn’t dried his hair. Swallowing, she forced herself to look away and dropped her head to avoid being caught drooling at his chest.
"Are you trying to tempt me?" Circling his hand around her waist, he drew her closer to him and whispered into her ears, causing her to shiver.
"Wha...what do you mean?" Nervously, she gulped and stammered. His bare chest wasn’t helping her think, the hotness from it was blocking her senses completely. She wanted to turn around and feel it, but that would be shameless of her.
"I am sure you understand," he whispered hoarsely and traced his finger to her breast. "Should I continue?" Fanning his hot breath against her ear, he asked and she grew numb. Damien smirked knowing the amount of effect he had on her. and proceeded to rub her nipple through the top that she was wearing.