After Faking My Death, My Alpha Husband Went Mad

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Chapter 80

“Hey Damion, come with me.” I say standing up.

Everyone laughs and Damion smirks. He slowly gets up and I grabs his bag and mine. I take mine from him and out it on, then I take my hand and clasp it with his. I drag him out into the hallway where a few other people linger.

I hear Damion laugh as I lead him into an empty classroom and shut the door.

I turn around and he is standing there with his hands in his pocket and a smirk on his face, “Yes? Did you need something?”

I look around the classroom and start walking to the storage room to see if its open and it is. I turn around to tell him to get in here, but he is already behind me with his hands around my waist. He puts his head in the crook of my neck and starts to lightly kiss me.

I walk further into the closet and I hear him shut the door with his foot.

I turn myself to face him and wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. I put my tongue into his mouth and he moaned into me. I feel myself getting wet because of his sounds.

He softly bites my lip and I gasp. I feel his tongue go into my mouth and rub against mine. His hands start to wander down to my ass.

“Jump.” He commands breathlessly.

I do as he says and jump up to wrap my legs around his body. He walks back and sets me down on what I think is a table. Its too dark to know though.

He keeps kissing me on my lips and then travels down my neck. His hands start to lightly grip my thigh and he inches my skirt up so that its bunched at my waist.

I moan when he sucks my neck. I lean back and prop myself on my left hand, and then out my right hand in his hair.

Chapter 80

He starts to rub me through my panties.

“Ohhh Damion.” I moan.

“You’re all wet sweetheart. I’ve barely touched you.” He whispers into my ear.

“Damion Please. I need…” I stop myself.

“Need what? Use your words. Tell me what you want.” He says as he continues to rub me.

I hesitate, but as his fingers work I give up, “I need you to touch me.”

“I am touching you.”

I groan in frustration, “Damion I swear if I don’t feel your fingers or mouth on me in the next three seconds I am walking out of here.”

He chuckles darkly, “Really? Try it. You won’t get far. All you have to do is tell me exactly what you want.”

I whimper as his thumb goes in between my lips and rubs my clit, “I need you to make me

cum.”

“Your wish is my command.” He says before taking my underwear off so fast I don’t even realize they are gone. The next second his mouth is on my clit and he is on his knees.

I throw my head back and moan. He hands push my legs further apart and I oblige. My right hand goes to his hair and pushes his face further into me.

“Yes, God yes. Just like that.”

He groans onto my pussy making my hips buck.

He flicks my clit with his tongue which only brings me closer to my release.

I’m close, I can feel it. I just need a little more.

“More.” I beg.

He sucks harder and starts to bite my clit,

Fing his hair harder and I cum on his tongue. My legs shake as I release.

Once I finish 1 see his stand up, “Good job baby. You did so good.”

“Ummm.” I hun

He leans down and kisses me. I taste myself on his lips making me groan into his mouth. He detaches form my lips and get on his knees again to slide my underwear back on me.

“Lift your hips.”

I do and he puts them over my ass. After that I get off the table and nearly fall over because my legs are jelly. I put my hands on his shoulders to stabilize me as he pulls my skirt down.

He stands up and pulls me closer by my waist.

“Thanks for lunch’s sweetheart.” He says to me.

Lee’s POV:

I am dating the hottest guy on the face of the planet and nobody can fight me on that.

Right now I am sitting in the stands watching football practice. Today they are running drills or something, so they are in shorts and no padding. Damion is standing the the field covered in sweat dripping down his toned body that makes me want to lick every inch of him. It of course doesn’t help that he’s shirtless and his abs are on display.

I am thinking about all the things I want him to do to me. Choke me, bite me, fuck me, hell he could kill me and I’d thank him.

The whistles blows and I am snapped out of my trace. Mr. T calls them over and tells them some football shit that I don’t understand. Damion and Max pair up and start throwing the ball. I watch the muscles in his back flex as he runs and catches it. I can’t keep my eyes off