4. His Desire

Cadmus’ POV

Slow music playing in the background makes me feel at ease. The atmosphere has changed with it, filling the air in the room with romance.  I never thought this could be nice.

Sitting on the bed, I check the time on my watch.

She should be here any minute.

A smile creeps into my face as I think about her.

Celestine Smith.

The first time I met her, I swore to have her for myself. If not for his idiotic father, she would have been mine long ago.

A brief knock interrupts my thoughts. I can’t think of anyone else coming at this hour but her.

"Come in," I say, my deep voice fading into thin air despite the excitement I feel within.

The door creaks open, revealing my muse in an emerald evening gown. I love how her dress hugs her body, showing off her curves and slender figure. I want her even more, though I'd rather have her without clothes.

"You came," I greet, standing up as I walk towards her with open arms.

All along, I’ve been thinking she’s shy and reserved, but who would have thought she’d agree to my condition in exchange for my help? The thing she asked isn’t even hard. I mean, I can kill her ex-husband if she wants me to.

"I have no choice," she says, looking at me with her eyebrows knitted. "You demanded I come."

I laugh. "And you chose to do what I want," I retorted, caressing her cheek.

The softness of her skin is driving me insane. I can’t help but wonder what it feels like down there.

Swallowing a lump in my throat, I hold the back of her head and kiss her lips. She can push me away if she wants, but I want to taste her red and plump lips, bite them until they bleed.

Contrary to my guess, Celestine doesn't fight back; instead, she wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me back.

Interesting. Very interesting.

"Aren’t you going to take my clothes off?" She asks, pulling her face away. Her blue eyes scream submission, and there’s nothing more I want than to have her under my control.

"Whoa! Lady, why are you in such a rush?" I dampen my lips on her neck, sucking it and leaving my marks on her skin.

"I don’t have all day," she replies, looking bored all of a sudden. "Can’t we get over with this? Besides, I don’t think we should be seeing each other again after I give you what you want."

I see. It seems like she misunderstood me back then. All along, did she think I only wanted her body?

Wrong.

I want her. Everything about her—her heart, body, and soul. I don’t think she’s going to agree with the deal if I explain the details to her. This misunderstanding isn’t bad.

"Is that so?" I smirk, tracing her lips with my thumb. "I don’t want it."

"Huh?" She looks at me in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Oh, Celestine. How can you be so cute?

I hold her by the shoulders and gently push her away. "You’re saying you won’t see me again if we do it tonight. If that’s the case, I won’t do it." I smile, watching her as her expression changes. "I want to be with you all the time," I admit.

She may not believe it, and that’s okay. I will stick to her like the plague, not leaving her side. If there’s one thing I want in the world, it’s her, Celestine.

She sighs, rubbing her temple. "You said you wanted me!" She yells, which I didn’t expect. "Do you even know how much time I wasted thinking about this, and now you’re not going to do it?"

It’s surprising how she changes her attitude. She was docile when we made an agreement. Could it be that she also wants me?

Celestine is mad because she’s been waiting for this moment, isn’t she?

"Calm down, Celestine." I hold her hand and guide her to the balcony. "Take a deep breath to calm down," I say, smiling at her.

"What are you up to?" She asks, giving me a scrutinizing look.

I love it when she’s fierce, too.

"Nothing." I shrug. "I just don’t want to end things almost immediately when we’re only starting. Also, I don’t feel like doing it with you tonight," I say, which is true. I want her underneath me in bed, but watching her frustrate over some misunderstanding is also entertaining.

"This is embarrassing," she mumbles. Her face turns red as she avoids eye contact with me.

Now, what? Did I say something wrong?

"What’s the matter?" I place my hand on her back and pat her.

"Get your hand off me!" Celestine shrieks. "Are you not going to sleep with me because I’m not good enough? If you’re going to reject me after all, you should not have agreed to the deal!"

Tears well up in her eyes as she purses her lips.

Ah. This is getting out of hand. How am I supposed to tell her that even if we do it tonight, I won’t be leaving her side? But she’s going to hate me if she finds out about the misunderstanding.

"Am I not good enough?" She asks, guiding my hand to her chest. The way she looks at me changes, and it’s not in my favor.

Damn! This is a disaster. If she keeps staring at me like this, I might just do her tonight.

"It’s not like that," I say. "When you say you aren't going to see me again after tonight, it changes my mind." I pull my hands away from her and smile. "It’s you who I want, Celestine. You. Not just your body, but all of you."

Confessing the truth, I cup her face and kiss her lips. How can I easily give up on her when she tastes so sweet? If I have to be honest, I can do her tonight, tomorrow, and anytime I want.

But it’s not what I aim for. Claiming her body is not enough. I also want her heart and everything else.

"Nonsense," Celestine mutters, wrapping her arms around me, closing the distance between our bodies. "I don’t want to spend another sleepless night thinking about how to repay you," she whispers. "If you want me, then take me."

Her words set fire to my body. She has no idea how hard I’m trying to control myself. With her consent, I carry her inside, throw her in bed, and get on top of her.

"You’re hard," she states, noticing my erection rubbing against her.

"You can tell?" I ask as I remove my top. "Do you mind if I rip this lovely dress of yours?"

I watch the edge of her lips curl up. "No, I don’t mind."

Damn!

"Then, don’t regret saying that."

I rip her clothes, throw them somewhere in the room, leaving only her undies on. My gaze lands on her marvelous body. She turns me on without doing anything at all.

"That... can you turn off the lights?" Her lips are shaking as she asks.

"I want to see you better," I reply. "Do you mind?"

Celestine turns her head to the side, blushing. "I don’t know. I prefer doing it in the dark, I guess."

In the dark? How am I supposed to see her face when I’m pleasing her? No way.

"Sorry, baby. I can’t grant your request this time," I mutter, kissing  shoulder blades.

My body feels even hotter when my lips touch her skin.

Damn! I want her immediately but don’t want to scare her.

"It’s…It’s okay. You can do as you please," Celestine says, looking at me with a smile.

"You said it," I reply, taking off my pants.

Her shock face when she saw my hard thing is priceless.

"I’ll do it my way, then."

Putting her legs over my shoulder, I kneel in front of her and hold her hands to the sides of her head. I bend down to kiss her, and just as our lips touch, I thrust my erection inside her.

"Argh!" I groan when she bites my lips.

What the fuck?

"Celestine, you’re still a virgin?"