“Too bad for him. I already snatched you from him. He can be your first love, but I intend to be your forever love,” Benne said with a wink as he kissed her forehead, “By the way… Thanks for wearing your hair down and ditching the glasses for my sake tonight. You look delicious,” Benne said with a playful smile as he used his tongue to lap at the tip of her nose like a dog, making Celsie giggle as she looked up at him with her arms around his waist.
“Who would have imagined that the almighty Benedict Delgado could be so playful?” Celsie asked with a smile as she grabbed the collar of his shirt and tugged it so he would lean forward for a kiss.
“Ahem!” Benne’s dad cleared his throat behind Celsie as their lips touched, making her spin around in surprise, but Benne held on to her arms so that she wouldn’t fall, while he glared at his father for the interruption.
“You are Celsie,” Benne’s father said, looking at her flushed face curiously as she unconsciously tried to adjust her dress. This one seemed more naive and innocent than the other one. They were a good combination.
“Yes, I am…” Celsie said, feeling embarrassed at being caught being naughty. She could tell that he was Benne’s father, but she didn’t know what else to say to him. It seemed like she was tongue-tied around his parents.
“Celsie, this old man here, who just stopped you from kissing me is my dad,” Benne said, placing a possessive hand on her lower back as he stepped down from the last staircase so that he would be at the same ground level with her.
Celsie felt like strangling Benne for making the introduction that way, but judging by the grin on his father’s face, it seemed like the man didn’t mind.
“It’s nice meeting you, sir,” Celsie said with a polite bow.
“The pleasure is mine,” he said and Benne watched his father in surprise as he held out his arms for Celsie to embrace him. His father hardly easily accepted people and that was why he and his siblings hardly had friends, yet here he was making it obvious that he liked Celsie. He was glad.
Celsie glanced at Benne in confusion before going to embrace the man, “Feel at home. This is going to be your home after all,” he murmured to her before breaking the hug.
“Thank you, sir,” Celsie said, wondering if this was the same reception Sonia had gotten from the man. Benne’s parents seemed like very cool people. She knew she wasn’t supposed to be surprised since the apples couldn’t have fallen too far from the tree. Benne and Bryan had wonderful personalities, so it made sense that their parents were just as wonderful.
“When are we going to have dinner? Or is it a midnight meal? Your mother keeps saying I need to avoid late-night meals yet she is the same person starving me,” Benne’s father complained just as his wife appeared in the living room.
“The three of you can proceed to the dining while I get the others,” she said as she walked past them, ignoring what her husband had just said.
“I will leave you both alone. Celsie, you can continue from where you stopped,” he said with a wave at Celsie and puckered his lips to remind her of where she stopped before walking away.
Celsie closed her eyes in embarrassment, “Your parents…”
“Speaking about my parents, what did my mother say to you?” Benne asked curiously, and Celsie shook her head.
“She started by apologizing to me for believing the news about me, and for asking you to fire me and break up with me.”
“She told you that?” Benne asked, surprised.
Celsie nodded, “And she ended it by asking me to keep things down tonight since her room isn’t too far from yours. I think your butler reported me to her,” Celsie said with a blush, and Benne chuckled.
“Why didn’t I think of making my bedroom soundproof? Oh! I know why. Never mind,” Benne said dismissively and Celsie raised a brow.
“Why didn’t you?” She asked, and Benne grinned.
“I never imagined that I would meet a screamer like you. And even if I had soundproofed the bedroom, what about the living room? You also couldn’t keep your voice down when you were the same person who insisted that we do it on the dining table,” Benne said and laughed out loud when she raised both hands to cover her face.
“Now I’m wondering how I’m going to eat on that table tonight without thinking about you sprawled on it with chocolate spread all over your boobs. This dress you are wearing is certainly not going to help matters either,” Benne complained as he looked into her face which was flushed. Her lips were still glistening from their kiss. He wanted to kiss her and make love to her. But he knew that wasn’t going to happen until after dinner. Only a quickie was possible, and what he craved wasn’t a quickie.
Celsie cleared her throat, “I was drunk the other night. It was the alcohol’s fault,” Celsie said defensively.
“Really?” Benne asked in amusement, and she nodded.
“Alright. I will make sure that you don’t taste a drop of alcohol tonight. I don’t want you blaming the alcohol for your inability to control yourself when I touch you,” Benne said with a promise in his eyes as his hand moved under her hair and he used his thumb to caress her nape before pulling her in for a kiss.
He kissed her slowly, tasting every inch of her lips before slowly teasing his way between her lips and into her mouth with his tongue. Celsie sighed as she leaned into him and returned the kiss.
Benne broke the kiss when he heard footsteps ahead of them, and he looked into her eyes with longing, “How about we make a bet,” Benne suggested.
“About what?” Celsie asked curiously as she tried to blink back the desire in her eyes.
“If you’re able to keep your voice down tonight, you can ask me for whatever you want,” Benne said, making Celsie giggle.
“You’re serious?”
“Yes.”
“And let’s assume that I’m unable to. What happens?” She asked curiously.
“You’ll do whatever I want for a week,” Benne said, and Celsie narrowed her eyes at him as she licked her teeth.
“Seriously? I can ask for anything?”
“Anything.”
“Okay.. I’m game,” Celsie said with a nod, believing that the presence of both her family and his under this roof will keep her from embarrassing herself and them.
Inside Bryan’s bedroom, he pulled Sonia to himself as he fell on the bed so that she was lying on top of him. Sonia raised a brow when he ran his hands down her exposed back, “I thought you didn’t like such outfits? You specifically asked me not to get this dress,” she reminded him playfully.
“Yet you went ahead to buy it. You should be punished for being such a stubborn and naughty girl, don’t you think?” Bryan asked as his hands moved down her back and to her ass where he grabbed both ass cheeks.
Sonia giggled as she angled her head to look at him, “You know we don’t have time to fool around, right?”
“Says who? We have all the time in the world,” Bryan said as he slowly ran his hands down her thighs and then between her legs, making her shiver slightly before he pulled her skimpy dress up her thighs so that her ass was exposed.
“You are really very naughty,” He said when he realized that Sonia wasn’t putting on any undies.
“Am I?” Sonia asked with a coy smile as she looked into his face, “I guess I should be punished then,” she said with a sultry smile and Bryan shook his head.
“Tell me what was running through your mind as you dressed up,” Bryan asked as he sat up, and helped Sonia to adjust on the bed.
“This…” Sonia said as she placed a hand over his boner and rubbed it softly making Bryan suck in a breath, “Yesterday morning started so beautifully in your bathroom, yet it looks like ages ago. We have been so tense since this whole madness started yesterday. We deserve some sort of celebratory sex, don’t you think?” Sonia asked, and Bryan nodded in agreement.
“Definitely. But we are yet to deal with the perpetrator,” he reminded her.
“Yeah. We will go another round when we deal with her. For now, let’s celebrate,” Sonia said with a wink as she reached for the front of his trousers and unbuckled the bet before unzipping it.
“I thought you said that we didn’t have time to fool around?” Bryan asked, his already erect rod getting even more engorged with anticipation.
“That is why I’m not fooling around. I’m getting right on it,” Sonia said, making Bryan grin sheepishly as he stood up to let her take off his trousers.
Sonia pushed him on the bed and took off her dress before getting on top of him. Just as she straddled him, the door was pushed open.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.