The Art of Trusting a Greek Billionaire(12)

“Got you!” she exclaimed when her fingers came into contact with the familiar shape of her iPhone. She looked up and screamed.

Or at least she tried to.

Damen was there in front of her, and the moment she had opened her mouth, he kissed her. In the next second, he had swept her up in his arms, causing her phone and purse to clatter to the floor.

When he let her up for air, she demanded breathlessly, “What are you doing here?”

It was a question he was not ready or able to answer for now, and so Damen did the next best thing and that was to kiss her again, to both their satisfaction.

The door started to open and he moved fast, locking them inside one of the small cubicles and kicking her stuff – Mairi winced at this – inside with them by the time someone entered the room.

As they were in one of most expensive restaurants in town, everything was pristine and luxurious, the dark rose marbled walls shiny and scrubbed clean, with the cubicle’s thick and heavy door made of varnished wood.

When Damen pushed her against the door, Mairi’s legs still wrapped around his waist, the impact barely made a sound.

Motioning her to keep quiet with a finger to his lips, he inched her dress up to her waist. When his hand went to the edge of her panties, Mairi recovered from her shock and shook her head wildly.

What the hell was he thinking? JB – her date – was still outside, waiting for her! Did he think—

Damen yanked on her panties, tearing it apart instantly.

She moaned silently in shock, embarrassment, and excitement.

After stuffing it inside his pocket, he wasted no time dipping his fingers into her heat and was immediately rewarded with her beautiful honeyed wetness.

A gasp escaped her.

Outside, a woman asked a bit nervously, “Hello?”
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Answer her, Damen mouthed with a wicked grin even as he started thrusting his fingers in and out of her.

“Hello?” the woman called out again, sounding even more nervous this time.

“S-sorry,” Mairi managed to croak out. “I’m having, umm, period cramps.” Damen chose to tease her clit then, forcing out another unexpected gasp from her.

She glared at Damen, but soon she was whimpering silently again as a completely unabashed Damen used his thumb to continue playing with her clit while his other fingers maintained its exquisitely rough pace.

Outside, the woman said, “Oh, I’m sorry! Is there anything I can do?”

“N-nothing…” Damen, the wicked man, had withdrawn his fingers and was licking them dry now. The look on his face, as if he was savoring her taste, made her shudder in pleasure, and her head fell back, slamming against the door.

Damen’s eyes widened in concern even as she yelped in startled pain.

“Are you really sure you’re okay?”

Damen’s gaze was asking the same thing.

“S-sorry…I’m really okay, I just need some time to wait for the cramps to go away.” She kept her gaze on Damen as she spoke, wanting him to see that she meant the words.

“Oh, well…if you’re really sure…”

Mairi started to answer the woman, but then she saw Damen unzipping himself. By the time he had released his fully erect cock, she had completely forgotten her train of thought.

It had been so, so long, she thought. The way she hungered for his touch, it didn’t seem believable that she had lived for so many years without knowing it.

But now that she did, now that she knew what she was missing, Mairi admitted to herself that there was no going back. His touch was an unforgettable memory that would turn into a nightmare if there ever came a time they’d part and she wouldn’t be able to experience pleasure in Damen’s arms again.

“Miss?”

Shit! She had forgotten to speak.

She opened her mouth—

Swiiish.

There was that unmistakable sound of wetness as Damen slid his cock home.

“Oh my God!” The woman outside had heard it, too, and worse, she recognized it for what it was. The door slammed shut a second later.

“Oh my God!” It was Mairi’s turn to moan the words out even as her eyes rolled back at Damen’s thrusts, which had instantly become wild and forceful now that they were alone.

“She’s going to tell management about us!” Mairi knew she should sound more worried and concerned, but most of her mind was focused on the scorching-hot pleasure she felt every time Damen’s cock sank back into her.

“Then we better make it quick, don’t you think?” Damen panted in answer. And with that, he gripped the curves of her butt tightly and began fucking her raw and hard, so much so that the door started to groan every time her back slammed against it.