Warning, this chapter contains a very graphic sex scene, so read at your own risk.
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Celia Vargas pov

Maybe time stopped when his lips met mine, but the flutter only intensified. My heart started pounding in my chest and my knees got weaker. I could only focus on how soft his lips felt against my mouth, how addictively he invaded all my senses. My mind got blank. I wanted to move back but I couldn't. I cling to him as the only solid thing in a dizzy swaying world. His insistent mouth was parting my shaking lips, evoking sensations that I have never felt before. And before I could withdraw my mind, I knew that I was kissing him back. His finger touched my neck and the hair, as it was moved away it nearly gave me the chills. I felt his canines ripped into the skin, on my neck. I couldn't care less. His hands went from the sides of my head and down to my neck. my hands running slowly up into his messy hair and down over his shoulders. It was a deep passionate kiss. I don't want him to stop. It feels amazing.

Soon we both were naked. Without breaking the kiss, he pushed me down on to the bed and crawled on top of me. His warm body felt nice against mine. He slowly started to kiss my neck then tracing down to my breasts. His hands were brushing my inner thighs. He licked my nipples, then moved his lips slowly down to my stomach. A faint sound of moaning left my mouth. Theodore started kissing above my pubic bone, he slipped two fingers inside me. I moved into his hands until he stopped suddenly, removing his fingers as if he’d thought better of the whole thing. he better not tease me.

Slowly he started kissing me on my breasts. His hands were gripping me by the hips, exactly where it matters. He drove himself harder into me. I was whining with pleasure and that was good. The bed creaked with our movement.
He kept on, slowing himself. He pushed my knees up, higher. My hands around his neck. He was slow, rhythmic, gentle, thrusting in and out. there was a sharp brief pain but soon it turn into pleasure. no more pain, just the sweetness. I pressed him hard against me. I moaned loudly. I felt my belly tighten, hard as a board and my wetness slipping on his skin. We catch our breath and pulled the covers back up. For the last time, Theodore kissed me on the cheek, a quick good-night kiss. I was kinda embarassed but also filled with pleasure and satisfaction.

"Go to sleep, you must be tired" said Theo, whispering into my ears. I nuzzled into his chest, while brushing my fingers across his chest. His arms were around my waist. After that darkness surrounded me and I felt asleep, knowing that I was in the safest hands.