Chapter 600


    Chloe was so shy, she wished she could bite her own tongue off.


    Yet Damon was staring at her intently, “You are…”


    Suddenly, Chloe opened her eyes wide and forcefully covered his mouth with her hand, “Don’t say


    it!”


    A raspy chuckle rumbled from Damon’s throat, “Alright, your wish is mymand.”


    Chloe’s eyes slightly rxed. But Damon’s deep voice spoke again, “But I heard the first time hurts,


    I will be careful.”


    Chloe blinked her eyes, looking at Damon who also seemed a bit awkward and stiff. She couldn’t


    help but giggle at his nervous and bashful face.


    Damon’s eyes narrowed suddenly, “What’s so funny?”


    “You’re not really a virgin, are you?” Chloe asked.


    Two greenhorns in the same boat, a rookie boy and an innocent girl, who could possibly be better?


    Chloe’s face gradually rxed. She looked at Damon andughed again, “Most guys finish quickly


    their first time, so if you do too, don’t worry, it’s pretty normal.” Damon’s face was turning darker and


    darker.


    Chloe had crossed the line. Although she meant well and was only considering Damon’s feelings,


    for a guy, being described as ‘quick‘ in that context was the ultimate insult to their pride.


    “Really?” After a long while, Damon’s voice finally sounded, ominous andced with a mischievous


    grin.


    Chloe’sughter faded as a bad premonition arose, and she thought about running away.


    But Damon saw through her like a ss. He pressed his hand on her slender waist, flipping her


    underneath him, looking down at her from above.


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    “Let’s give it a try then.” He said.


    Chloe couldn’tugh anymore. His fingers and lips, like sparks, ignited her body, causing her to


    tremble.


    At the end, only one vague thought remained in Chloe’s mind-


    The first time hurt for a girl. The first time for a guy didn’t necessarily mean he would be quick.


    Damon was like a lion starving for a long time, his appetite unimaginable.


    “No more, enough…” she said weakly, her voice hoarse and pitiful.


    Damon’s deep eyes watched her flushed face, her delicate corbone dancing under his touch, just


    as he had imagined. Her expressive eyes and this scene, how could he let her go?


    He was addicted. Addicted to her. Addicted to her every frown and smile. Addicted to her body.


    He leaned down to kiss her soft lips, his deep voice ringing in her ear, “I’m sorry, Chloe.”


    He was addicted, like he was poisoned. He couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t control himself.