Chapter 50 Dessert Before Dinner
His forehead remained pressed against mine, creating a small, private world of our room, inducing instant tranquility into my soul.
A peaceful smile adorned my lips, unknowingly swaying along his beat and warmth, indulging in the delight of it.
Vince didn’t move away. Instead, his hand traveled slowly from my elbow to the side of my neck, his fingertips grazing my skin with a burn that made me yearn for more and grip it firmly.
The light touch sent a trail of fire, forming goosebumps all over me when his thumb gradually shifted under my chin.
“You are trembling,” he whispered in a velvety tone, pulling away enough to stare intently at me.
“I... I didn't realize,” I breathed out shyly.
“Is it because of our closeness?"
He didn't pull back. He shifted closer until our knees brushed, finger caressing me protectively yet not taking things further when I wanted to.
“Shall we find out?”
Immersing in the moment, my gaze lowered gradually, a smile adorning my lips as permission for him to proceed.
“...Yes,”
His other hand came up, his thumb tracing the line of my lower lip with a reverence that made my heart race abnormally.
Slowly, almost tentatively, he began to tilt his head. I closed my lips, waiting for the euphoric moment as none of it felt wrong.
In fact, this made the most sense at the moment.
He gave me every second to pull away and to eradicate his doubt, I leaned an inch closer, he grasped the chance and closed the distance immediately.
His lips pressed upon mine gently, consuming a fraction of time that made me crave more and grasp his shirt.
His kiss wasn't a demand, it was a question, a sign, a warning.
‘If we proceed, there will be no going back,’
I accept. I accept. I accept wholeheartedly!
His lips were soft, warm, and moved against mine with an agonizing slowness. It was a gentle, seeking pressure that tasted of relief and a deep, buried longing.
He broke the kiss for only a second, just long enough to trail his lips across my cheek to the sensitive skin just below my ear.
“In the room earlier, I became another person hurting you. I am no better than them, I am sorry for it,”
“Vince,” I breathed out, leading my hand above to wrap it around his neck, eradicating the distances between us.
“Don’t apologize. Just don’t ever let me go again.”
My head tilted, in order to press his lips firmly against my cheek, granting him all the rights as my husband, as my protector.
He chuckled huskily, “Don’t let go… huh?”
His free hand moved to my waist, his large palm drawing me into the cradle of his lap, lifting me on top of him.
Abashed when I felt so small against him, yet for the first time in my life, I didn't feel weak. I felt cherished and snuggled to his neck, embracing him with all my might.
“I couldn’t let you go even if I wanted to anymore,” he murmured, fingers starting from top of my hand to my locks, opening my messy bun to clasp my hair.
The air in the room changed instantly. The guilt in his eyes caught fire, turning into a raw, starving hunger.
“What do you mean-”
He lunged, his mouth crashing against mine with a desperation that stole the oxygen from my lungs.
With one, quick and precise moment, he shifted and pressed me down on the bed while deepening the passionate kiss.
When we hit the silk sheets, the world outside, the locks on the cabinets, the cruelty of his mother, all pain- ceased to exist.
There was only the weight of him, the heat of our skin, and a craving so intense that it crawled under my skin as I followed the rhythm and held his face in my palm.
“Do you still need words on why, Mrs. Lysander?”
I smiled, pecking his lips, “No,”
He finally broke his seal. His breaths hastened, eyes darkening with an unkempt desire which enhanced my heartbeats.
Control slipped like sand through his fingers and he growled, pinning my wrists beside my head with his knee brushing against my thigh.
An electric spark surged in my veins, my beats synchronized with his. My body burned to be touched by him as I was about to unbutton his shirt desperately but stopped hesitantly.
He noticed and smirked.
“How explicitly do you want to know this man is yours for you to proceed, Ma’am?” He teased me, leaning down to implant a soft kiss on my neck.
Blushing, I couldn’t help but to giggle and remove his shirt, exposing his toned, tempting muscles, enhancing my needs.
“Wow…” I breathed out mindlessly, dragging my nails on his chest, feeling the heat of his skin sheltering deep into my core.
He smirked, pressing his chest against mine while sucking on my neck intensely that made me moan his name out.
“V-Vince,”
My back arched, head in the other direction to grant him further space to explore my body as his possession.
My body trembled under him, requiring more of him, moaning his name as his other hand slid inside my shirt, fingers probing my body.
It was no longer a gentle kiss, it was a reclamation. It tasted of suppressed needs, and a deep devotion, forming his marks over my neck, collarbone and chest before ripping my shirt open.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close enough to mix our breaths and fill the absence of the sound, sharing a deep, wet kiss that numbed my body.
The longing in my body grew, I could also feel his arousal burning through the fabric and begging to be released.
“Fuck, what do you do to me, Alyssa?” He groaned low in his throat, a sound of pure, unadulterated want, as he started trailing the kisses down, from my chest, to my stomach.
He removed my trouser, leaving in my undergarment. My hands instinctively were about to cover but he grabbed the wrist.
His back straightened, eyes converting into a piercing one that stared right into my soul, stealing breaths from my core.
“V-Vince?”
“Shh, let me admire,” He ordered dominantly.
Slapping my thigh made me moan out loud and close my legs which he didn’t permit and kept them apart, shifting above me again.
I could help but to shake in a fiery fire of need, staring at the man who was no longer in the right state of mind, permitting his urges to let loose and claim me as his possession.
Forming an innocent face, I called hesitantly, “Vince,”
“Hmm?”
“I am hungry,”
“Don’t worry, I have ordered it already. We have time until our food arrives.” He chuckled seductively.
Pecking my lips before unbuckling his belt and pinning my one hand above my head with hungry eyes that only wanted to devour me at the moment.
“I think I am going to have dessert before dinner tonight~”