Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress Chapter 72 - Soft Lips for Breakfast

Upstairs in Damien's huge bed, two bodies were pressed together — not wanting to let go of the other.

Damien brushed his lips against Katherine's. He was so gentle… so, so careful yet sensual. She could feel his hot breath caressing her mouth whenever he ever so slightly pull away before he's kissing her again, making her want more.

She placed her hand over his chest and found his heartbeat incredibly calm despite his body firing up — unlike hers which was beating so frantically, not knowing how to respond to his earthy kisses. 

Katherine was feeling like melted chocolate just molding herself into his embrace. She could taste the subtle whiskey flavor in his mouth yet it was masked by his tasty fragrance that wafted in her brain, making her dizzy. 

She could feel his hand that was cupping her face glide down her arms, the side of her breast… down to her waist… her hips and settled on her bare thigh. He pinched it gently before his hand went back up again and found the skin on her back from the cut out of her dress. 

For a brief second, she wondered if her dress was designed that way for this particular purpose - of feeling his warm big hand rubbing her skin at the small of her back. Whoever invented this dress was a genius! 'Thank you, Mr. West.' 

Damien lightly touched his tongue against hers a few times before he nibbled on her bottom lip; every touch of his tongue sent tingles of elecrifying pleasure on her.

He simply loved her lips and he did not want to stop kissing her. Not until he felt Katherine seemingly losing oxygen in her brain when her breathing became weak did he unwillingly part with her sexy lips, leaving her panting.

He saw her slowly open her eyes and admired the blush on her cheeks — she looked so adorable, and he loved it. Ah, so this was his little Kitten.

'Holy cow… Damien Park is such an excellent kisser.' She could literally die if he hadn't stopped. And she swore she was aching down there.

And Katherine didn't want him to stop, but she was glad that he did; it would have been embarrassing to pass out because she forgot to breathe while they were making out.

For a while, they did not talk. They only wanted to look at each other.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked in a croaked voice.

"Because you're beautiful."

'No, you.' She wanted to argue but she let him win this time; she didn't mind.

She leaned forward and kissed his chin. Damien found a comfortable position where the two of them continued to stare at each other while they cuddled.

"I don't want you to lie to me ever again. I've had enough of it," he started.

"I'm sorry." Katherine lowered her gaze, still guilty for what she carelessly said earlier.

"The world is already full of lies. I want us to remain true. Can you promise me that?"

Katherine looked up and nodded. Damien pressed his lips on her forehead before he tilted her chin up to make her look at him again. "Now tell me, who talked to you while I was away?"

She couldn't look away, hypnotized by his intense gaze. But she couldn't speak either.

"If you don't tell me now, I will still find out later. So why don't you spare me the trouble and tell me yourself?"

His voice was gentle. He wasn't mad but Katherine could feel the seriousness in his tone. She couldn't look at him when she recalled what they said to her, so she buried her face on his chest and told him what Frederick Park and Lexi told her.

Damien was quiet as he listened. He knew she didn't want to talk about it but he wanted to know what unpleasant things they said.

Katherine's voice was low but steady when she spoke and he understood why she reacted that way earlier. He was ashamed of his uncle.

"Is that everything? Are you sure you didn't forget anything else?" he hinted.

She remembered William, so she told him about him too.

"Okay… I'm sorry they said those things to you. I should have stayed with you the entire time. Don't worry, they'll be paying the price in hell if they ever lay a hand on you.

"From now on, no secrets - no lies. Got it?"

Nodding, Katherine pulled back and questioned, "What if I get irritated when they come at me again? They're your family after all."

He knew she was holding herself back for him tonight. A smile spread across his face as he answered, "You can do whatever you want. You can tell them off if you so wish. I don't care, Katherine."

She knitted her brows as though she didn't believe him. "Tch. I'll make trouble."

"I don't f*cking care even if you turn the place upside down. I'll still stand by your side."

'You smooth Devil,' she said in her thoughts.

Burrowing into his warm embrace, she inhaled his delicious scent that she so, so loved and nuzzled in his chest.

Katherine was happy.

And Damien was happy.

Katherine woke up a few times during the night as if she wanted to make sure that she was really with him, only to drift back to sleep when her heart became at peace again.

The next morning, she opened her eyes to see that she was hugging a pillow that smelled like Damien… she pouted because it wasn't him. He had woken up earlier and replaced himself with a pillow in her arms before he got out of bed.

She sighed and looked to the side when she heard the shower from the bathroom. She smiled and blushed when her thoughts went on a little detour.

Noticing the clock, she remembered that Damien had a meeting. She got out of bed and hastily shimmied out of her dress and changed into his white shirt from last night that she found hanging on the nearby chair.

She decided to make breakfast for him before he leaves so she worked in the kitchen like a little wife.

Damien waltzed in the kitchen looking spruce and yummy. "Hey, you…"

Katherine turned to him and smiled as he walked closer to her saying, "I was going to go back to bed after showering. What are you doing? And in my shirt?" A huge grin cast on his face as he took in her sexy appearance - his white long-sleeved shirt hung on her thighs, two buttons left unbuttoned, and her blushed bare feet looking so delicate.

"I hope you don't mind that I borrowed your shirt."

"Not at all… In fact, you can keep wearing my shirts just like this." He gathered her in his arms and gave her a kiss on the lips. 

'Oh, he also smelled fantastic… as always.'

"I figured I'd cook for you. What time are you leaving?" She plated the bacon, eggs, and toast and placed it on the counter.

"In thirty minutes, I guess. Do you have any plans for today?"

She shook her head, "I don't think so. Why?"

"I want to take you out for lunch," he pulled her close and she hooked her arms around his neck as he continued, "I'll pick you up when the meeting's over."

"Okay…"

Damien leaned in and owned her lips once again, making Katherine giggle. "You need to eat. You're leaving soon."

"I already am… I prefer… these… soft… lips… for breakfast," he muttered in between kisses.

His hands dangerously slid down to her bare thighs and were about to slip back up to touch her bottom when Katherine playfully slapped his hands away.

"Eat," she ordered as she pulled away and sashayed towards the nook, Damien following her behind with a charming grin on his handsome face.

The two ate their breakfast with occasional glances at each other and silly, knowing smiles on their faces. Their sweet morning already completing their day.

Park Group

Frederick Park and his son William were in his office after their board meeting to discuss future projects when the old man asked his son a question. "What's going on between you and Lexi?"

"Nothing yet," William replied as he blew out smoke from his cigarette.

"You do know that she's already paired with Damien, why are you still chasing her? You need to stop what you're planning."

"Why not? He doesn't want her anymore. It has been... for a long time. So why can't I have her?" 

Frederick Park scoffed, "I'll look for another suitable wife for you."

William chortled, "If not Lexi… I'd want Katherine Miller instead."

His father cast a look on him, irritated that his son was indeed looking for trouble. He had been waiting for him to get married into any of his friends' family but instead, he wasted his years playing around with different women while pursuing Lexi at the same time. "What is with this woman? Other than a beautiful face, she is nothing."

William drew in cigarette and blew it out in a long breath, the smoke clouding the air as his smile became wicked and his thoughts were filled with Katherine's images. "Oh… but she is something. And I want her." 

Chapter end