POV: Lianne
The look on Ruen’s face showed that he was stunned by my words. Then, some moments later his eyes softened likely realizing what I meant. He inched closer to me and ever so gently touched my cheeks. This time, the heat I was feeling ignited more.
“Lianne, are you sure?” he asked me with doubt in his eyes.
“Yes…” was my most ardent reply.
He bent his head to kiss me. It was pure bliss. The feeling of his lips on mine, finally. I remembered back in the mansion, before my friends and I were to go to the cave, he bestowed a kiss on me like this. Although that one was a bit aggressive, possibly because he was jealous of Cain, but it was still the same, full of desire that was tangible on his lips.
I let myself loose. I didn’t allow anything to nail me down or let any feeling of hesitation come over me.
Free.
Free to give myself to him.
Our mouths collided like a comet hitting the surface of the earth. And every impact was as deep as the one before. I palmed his face with both of my hands and then ran my fingers through his hair. His scent is intoxicating as I remembered it to be. My mind registered every aroma of it.
Then he pulled back abruptly. I was dumbfounded at first, but as I looked at him, I could see the satisfaction and searing desire flaming in his eyes.
“Come with me, ” he said and took my hand.
I let him lead me once again, only this time up the bedroom floor and into the Masters.
He noticed the slight trembling of my hands and in response, he kept it still, planting a kiss on my fingers as we stood right in the doorway of his room.
“I’ll prepare the bath for you, ” he offered and I just nodded in return. He really does think that I wanted to try the Jacuzzi now.
I eyed him entering the bathroom, or should I say the enormous bathroom. It was designed for perfection. Blue and white tiles adorned the floor and in the walls were also light blue tiles with engravings. I entered the first of the three separately connected sections of the bathroom.
The first one was half the size of his bedroom. It had a huge wall mirror and a granite sink countertop. The lightings were modern and there was a walk-in shower encased in a transparent glass and a porcelain tub on its side.
This was exactly where I undressed, leaving only my black lingerie on. The necklace, I purposely left on the sink. I poised to look at the mirror. My reflection showed me… the nervous me. Is this what it feels like?
There was a white bathrobe hung in one of the walls, so I freely took it. At least to provide a bit of modesty when I enter the second section of the bathroom, which was exactly the Jacuzzi area.
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POV: Ruen
I couldn’t believe myself. She agreed.
Yes.
She agreed.
Was I a fool to even ask her that question then? What if she answered no. It would destroy my whole world surely. But now, she’s here, willing and ready to submit herself to me.
My heart hammered so much. I felt like this was just a dream. That if I acted a bit too hasty, everything would disappear.
No.
I should take everything slowly. Cherish the time that she’s with me, and hope that it would be forever.
I remembered, in the past, when we made love for the first time in my chamber then. It was heaven. But as soon as I opened my eyes in the morning, I found that she already left.
I couldn’t risk that from happening again. This would be my last card. My trump card. The only hope I have for her to remember me. Cain, I’m sure, thought the same way. He almost raped her for that fact alone. I wouldn’t do that to her, however. That was why I solely asked her permission.
I pressed the remote button to let the Jacuzzi run. Since Mr. Rafael gave this rest house to me, this would be the first time I’m using this romantic element in the bathroom. To my surprise, there were already scented candles available in the drawers beside a vanity mirror. Surely, that old geezer made it sure I have one ready. Hmff… that man is such a hopeless romantic.
Well, I couldn’t blame him. He had loved and lost also. Come to think of it, I need to thank him for strangling me out of my melancholy.
After five minutes, the Jacuzzi was filled, hinting me that it was ready. Ready for Lianne. Ready for her body.
Then a thought crossed my mind, of her and me inside making love.
No.
Slow. I have to take it slow.
I trashed the thought out into the deepest recesses of my consciousness; however, it didn’t take long until it resurfaced again as the door from the bathroom opened and in came the most beautiful woman I had longed for in my life.
She looked stunning in a short cotton bathrobe. Her hair trailing down her waist like it used to in the past. Her eyes capturing my soul like it used to in the past. And my heart throbbing like crazy like it used to in the past. Her long legs looked beautiful. And I know, under that robe, was a much pleasurable view. A view I had seen and tasted countless times in the past.
I shrugged the thought away. Damn… this was becoming hard for me.
She looked nervous and I could sense that she was nervous. Though deep inside me ached for her, I realized it would be proper of me to give her some private time for herself.
The candles flickered casting a playful shadow as I walked close to her. I noticed now how much those luscious lips captivated me.
“The Jacuzzi is ready, Lianne. Do enjoy. I’ll give you space, ” I said as calmly as I could, hiding a choke successfully. Her closeness sorely temps me. I would have loved to lift her up from the ground and bring her to the Jacuzzi myself.
I aimed for the door, but before I could step away, Lianne stopped me.
“Ahh… no, ” she muttered. I turned around and faced her again, confused and a bit dumbstruck.
“Ruen, stay. Please… stay, ” she offered, and her words proved to be my undoing.
Oh, how my heart leaped!