Kelvin's POV
"I want you, Celine."
"Uh..."
"Shhh," my index finger crosses her lips as I tilt downward, and take her full lips in mine, in a slow and sensual kiss.
Damn!
She tastes so good!
Her lips are plush and full and literally have the best feel on mine.
Like time freezes, she just lets me have my way but doesn't reciprocate. Somehow, it waters down my mood.
I need her to do more than just stay like a statue. It makes me feel like I'm subjecting her to do my bidding. I want her to feel more than that; pleasurable, good... Anything, just not blank.
We break the kiss and she adjusts backward, leaning fully on the bed frame. She looks away, trying not to keep eye contact with me.
If it were months ago when we were still mortal enemies, this wouldn't have mattered, but r
