CELIA
Becoming one underneath the same satin sheet on the couch, he slowly devoured me and chased away the trauma that Damian had left over my mind and body.
I was terrified at first, pushing my nails into his broad stark back and clenching my eyes as tightly as possible.
“Celia!” His soft whisper called my name.
My eyes slowly opened and his face caught the sight before me.
“Keep looking at me!” He entangled his fingers with mine.
I didn't close my eyes again.
As our breathing merged, his length slowly went inside my space. The man who never understood the meaning of gentle…was way too gentle with me.
We kissed deeply and a drop of tears rolled down my left eye. Despite everything, fear was still somewhere inside my heart.
He noticed the tears rolling down my cheeks and softly ki
