The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 595

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Chapter 595 

She was wearing a curve–hugging dress that perfectly outlined her exquisite figure, without a doubt, the most seductive pose in the world. 

“I really want you” Damon emphasized again, his arms around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. He then bent down, sweeping her off her feet and heading towards the 

room 

Chloe clung to his neck, watching him with a somewhat nervous look. It was a silent acceptance. 

Unable to resist, Damon leaned in for a deep kiss, quickening his pace into the room and placing the soft woman in his arms onto the comfortable bed. Then he bent down, his eyes burning like flames, staring at her, “I want you” 

Chloe’s eyes were trembling, her gaze shifting on the man’s face. 

“Isn’t it a bit inappropriate to refuse at this time?” Her voice was particularly soft, tickling his heart. 

“Refusing is useless.” Damon said. 

This sentence showed the man’s dominance. As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed down on her. 

The bedroom lights were off, and the neon lights from a distance outside the window poured in. He spread her long hair out on the bed, the slim–fitting evening dress outlining every inch of her body. 

Her beauty was maddening. 

Damon continued to kiss her deeply. They moved to the bed, a place full of endless possibilities. Damon’s actions became more intense. 

His fingertips were as hot as fire, and his tongue tip was like a flame. Chloe’s body seemed to be a fuse everywhere, and a touch from him could ignite her body. Desire gradually awakened, she looked at the man who seemed to be out of control for her in the dim light, and her heart felt a soft relief. The hands that were tightly gripping the bedsheet due to tension gradually loosened. She lay underneath, her hands slowly climbed onto Damon’s shoulders. Her slender fingers hung on the skin of his neck, the cool touch made Damon pause for a moment, propping up his body to look at her. 

Chloe gently bit her lip, and her delicate hand slid down his neck, climbing to his shirt collar. Her trembling fingers grabbed the messed up high–quality shirt button, and actually took the initiative to unbutton one.