Chapter 2: First kiss

He chuckled in amusement as he fingers moved from my jaw to the my neck.

A shiver crept down my spine at the ticklish sensation his fingers caused.

"Is that so, Clover?" Calhoun taunted, huskily as he eyes gazed at my lips.

My breath hitched when I heard my name roll out of his lips so sweetly, this was the first time I heard him say my name.

I leaned in, taking the initiative, I brought my lips to his without a second thought.

My skin developed goosebumps as he reciprocated the kiss.

This kiss... It was my first kiss and I'm glad that it was with him, if not him, who?

As we explored each others lips I subconsciously wrapped my hands around his head, pulling myself even closer so the kiss wouldn't stop.

A small moan escaped my lips as our tongues danced and rubbed each other.

Slowly I noticed how the soft, smooth kiss had turned into a rough, raw one.

Our lips remained glued to each other as if we had a longing for each other, the wanting and yearning for him only intensified and I didn't want to be the one to end this beautiful moment.

I was starved of air at some point but I was still not content with his soft thin lips that sucked on mine.

Finally our lips parted as I opened my eyes to see his eye already concentrated on mine as I gasped for air.

Was he kissing with his eyes open?

Once again he lip claimed mine and just like that my mind went into a fog.

So many thoughts clouded my mind.

What were we doing?

This doesn't seem appropriate.

Guilt washed over me as I realized the man I was sharing a kiss with was my stepsister's fiance.

This is wrong but why is my heart filled with so much ecstasy and fulfillment.

Why is my lips unable to part his.

Why is my vulnerable body filled with excitement and eagerness that I was in his arms?...

Yes I desired him, a whole him but...

"This isn't right"

I uttered out loud in between the kiss.

Receiving no response I pulled away from him after mustering a lot of courage.

He's Adam's apple moved as he swallowed.

"I'm only making your dreams come through" He smirked mischievously, inching closer to have my lips again but I retreated my face.

It was like he read me, recalling the CCTV he showed me I finally realized it.

He has been monitoring me...

Anytime I was in his room to 'clean' I did stuffs that shouldn't be seen by another eye.

My expression stiffen, recalling those times I would always make out with his picture frames.

Not to mention that time I almost masturbated while lying in his bed and day dreaming.

Did he see all that...

"Mr Hanson, you're my sister's fiance"

"OK?" He flatly replied as his brow scrunched up together in question.

"Don't act all innocent Clover, you're already far from it" He voice came out hoarse as his fingers grazed my lips.

I jolted when he yanked my head closer and his lips crashed mine, a second later he slowly zipped down my dress, my back quiver the moment it was exposed to the cold air.

He pulled away, saying

"Take off your clothes"

My eyes flustered in shock.

At this point my hands and feet were getting overly sweaty from nervousness and the heat building up within me.

Standing up for his laps I took off my apron and dress.

I looked to the side awkwardly now that I stood bare of any clothes, the only thing covering me was now a strapless red bra and black underwear.

I bit my lower lips hard while I stared at something insignificant.

"Come here" He spoke in a breathy voice as he gaze accessed my body.

Looking into his eyes i noticed lust in them, that gaze of wanting and needing, it was visible.

It's funny how I always thought that Mr Hans never really made much expressions apart from keeping a straight face or lazy gaze.

He always appeared like someone apathetic.

I sat in between his laps, in a blink of an eye he grabbed my butt, as he stood up I promptly encircled my arms around his neck and my feet around his waist to avoid falling yet he held me firmly while walking towards the bed.

He laid me on the bed gently as he descended on top of me, he sucked on my lips a little while before his lip trailed down to my neck.

"Umm ah" my breath hitched when he unclasped my bra and flung it to the side.

He then proceeded to suck on one nipple while pinching and fondling with the other.

"Ah..mm" I grabbed a pillow to muffle my moans however I couldn't stop myself from humming in pleasure.

My body quivered, fervidly, I felt my private area getting wet with every passing second, warmth building in my belly...were they the butterflies? 

 Even with the air conditioner on we were both sweating endlessly from the burning urge.

Humming softly I curled my fingers around his head as he continued to suck on my nipples.

"Ah!" I groaned as he bit hard on my right nipple while pinching the other.

Out of the blue I felt him slide his fingers into my underwear.

That moment I forget how to breath when a finger slide into my v.

The sensation it caused me was overwhelming and peculiar

"Mr Hanson ..please...take it...ah...ea..sy" I stuttered in a raspy tone. 

He dug his finger a little deeper which caused me to wince in pain

Is it possible to feel pain and pleasure at same time?

I had never done anything like this...

"Fuck.. " he cursed under his breath.

I wondered what happened.

Did I do something wrong.

My eyes darted to his trouser, seeing something bulging out I looked away, not because I was shy but it felt good to know I wasn't the only one turned on.

As his lips grazed my bellybutton, I bite my lower lips, fighting off the urge to moan.

 Reaching my climax, I released slowly, panting in the process.

In that moment he pulled out his fingers, smirking.

His fingers were covered in a white silky sticky liquid.

How embarrassing, I came from just one of his fingers...

Yet the passion in my body was still there and the heat in my belly had not subsided.

My jaw dropped slightly when I saw he lick some of the sticky liquid off his fingers..

"Why would you swallow it?" I asked, flabbergasted.