Young Master Damien's Pet (WN)
chapter-462

The music amped her feelings, the soft keys of the piano that echoed through the entire theater.

Damien stepped closer to her, his body pressing her against the glass. She could feel her pulse running fast, goosebumps forming on her skin. He placed his left hand on her waist, curling it to pull her to him, his right hand holding the side of her neck he moved his head closer and kissed her lips. Pushing and moving against her own which moved along with his. Her lips were already parted which made his work on her lips easier where he didn't have to wait for her to open up.

The sensual cries coming from the actress, even though being faked, she could feel her own senses clouding with the way he looked at her right now making her knees weak.

"We are going to try something different today, mouse," he spoke against her lips, his eyes staring right into hers. This wasn't the first time but it didn't push the embarrassment away. They were in a public place, a theater and Damien wanted to try something which she was worried to try it out.

She gulped down the nervousness, pushing it down and away, "Why not back in the room?" maybe the gallery was tinted with the kind of glass that didn't allow one to see, but she found the thought of doing anything out here in the public to be mortifying.

A smile came to be known on his lips, it wasn't a teasing grin but it felt like he was smiling in his mind. A very faint smile that was laced with something very wicked and sinful.

"Why not here?" His habit of questioning her back was something that put her in a spot.

"Because it's embarrassing doing something like that-" she felt him run his thumb over the bottom of her lips.

"Then I am going to enjoy it more," bending down to capture her lips, he bit into her lips which made her gasp in pain. He licked his smooth, sharp fangs, running his tongue over it staring down at her, "You will enjoy it too," there was promise in his words and Penny's heart somersaulted in her chest.

Seeing him take a step back, Penny wondered what he was going to do next. By now the voices from the stage had dulled down and all she could see or hear was Damien who was in front of her, maybe the light music which came passing through the screen of glass.

He pulled the purple-colored scarf which he had been wearing that was tucked in the front of his vest, "Turn around," he said and she did just as he wanted her to do. He took hold of both her hands behind and tied them together.

Stepping closer to her, such that her back touched his front, she felt his breath on her right ear, "How are you doing so far?" he asked, his lips caressing the edge of her ear.

"A little dizzy," she said feeling the overwhelming feeling which was starting to acc.u.mulate in the pit of her stomach.

Damien stepped away to pick up the glass of water, and when he left her side, Penny took a glimpse at what was going at the stage along with her hormones which were raging in need. Her cheeks turned pinker but her eyes never looked away. The woman on the stage had positioned herself in between the man's legs and was going down on him.

Penny turned around when she heard Damien arrive back to her with a glass of water in his hand. With her hands tied, Damien brought the glass up to her lips, tilting the glass so that the water would flow down to her lips.

Some drops of the water escaped from the corner of her lips, trailing down her chin and her neck. He pulled it away, asking her, "More?" and she shook her head.

Placing the glass back on the table which was at the side, Damien then put his hands around her shoulders before it slid down to the top of the zip of her dress. He pulled the piece of metal down until its end was met on the dress. His fingers tracing her back which sent a shiver down her spine. His fingers along with his hands moved up to pull the dress backward from the front. But he didn't pull it down completely, just enough to have her shoulders exposed to his eyes.

He pushed her back against the wall, his teeth and lips finding its way to her shoulder which was bare and smooth. He took a large bite and heard her sigh. His teeth assaulted her skin but Penny had no complaints about it, with her hands tied, there was no way for her to move her arms and she was at his mercy.

"I should have tied your hand later," he said with a hint of unpleasantness in his voice, as he wouldn't be able to pull the upper half of her dress down until her waist. A giggle escaped through Penny's lips when she saw the deep frown on his forehead.

He gave her a sharp look, the frown disappearing from his face. His hands reached for her dress and he tore the front part of the dress that she wore as if he had paid less than a silver coin for it which in truth people would think more than ten times before paying the price of this dress.

The tear of the dress came out to be a harsh sound and Penny's eyes turned wide like saucers. His hands next reached for her hair which she had tied it in a single braid. He started to unwind them one after another until the last one. Using both his hands he combed her hair to spread them out evenly.Before she could ask him, he said,

"Much better," he commented, his eyes worshipping what was in front of him.Penelope looked absolutely delectable right now.