Chapter 53

Shocked, surprised, bewildered, dumbfounded, flabbergasted—I could list all the adjectives I know, but they wouldn't be enough to describe how I felt.

Caesar's lips are soft, and I could feel it very well. I could also feel how starving his mouth is for me to respond—from brushing my lips with his to gradually biting them, wanting me to open them and accept his tongue's fiery attacks.

I don't remember anymore how long I just stayed still and let Caesar taste my lips as much as he wanted. But what I do remember is how my body reacted, gradually heating up as his hands that were on my cheeks moved to my neck, shoulders, and back before he slowly pulled me close to him to the point where I was already almost sitting on his lap.

My heart, which was already beating fast, went even faster, but it wasn't because of nervousness anymore. It was because my body was slowly turning on.

I clenched my hand tightly. My mind was telling me to push Caesar away, but my body did otherwise. Because inste