Chapter 10: In love with a Bipolar

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Roseline Angelina Black

Explosions...

Fireworks...

And all the bangs.

I felt electrocuted, high on energy and my body buzzed with life under his mouth, my lips tingling. It was unlike anything I've felt before and although I was unresponsive at first, judging that it was my first kiss, it took no time for me to melt into him.

His lips moved against mine in a slow seductive rythm, drugging me. And I wanted more, so much more. My fingers grip his hair, pulling him to me in desperation.

I've wanted this for so long.

Suddenly I've lost all traces of sense, my thoughts flying to the back of my mind. Gripping both ends of his untied tie, I pull him closer. My lips molding against his like they always belonged together. He takes my bottom lip on his mouth, sucking on it and then nibbling it softly. I let out a soft whimper, aroused beyond belief.

His hand rests on my backside , the other one gripping the back of my neck firmly, keeping me to him. As if he fears I'll pull back.

I'll never pull back.

His tongue swipes against my bottom lip, seeking entrance that I happily allow him. Parting my lips for him to taste me. A low groan rumbles in his throat as his tongue dives deep into my mouth, exploring wildly as he indulges our tongues in a sensual dance.

He tastes like mint and wine and pure maleness. And I find myself longing for more.

Bewitched...

Pulling back reluctantly when I'm out of oxygen , I'm out of breathe and so deeply aroused. His mouth instantly latches on my neck, not missing a beat as his suck and kiss my skin, branding me.

I moan softly, gripping his shirt with both hands to keep myself upright. His hands roam all over my body , feeling every curve and edge of me.

He seems hungry for me, his lips tracing patterns and paths on my skin that has never been discovered before.

I don't want this to end...

Only all good things comes to an end , in my case the cause is Davis , Adon's driver and bodyguard clearing his throat. Adonis is back and away from me almost immediately. My body feels cold at the loss of contact. The electricity in the air fades to an air of awkwardness and I'm left yearning.

"The car is ready, sir." Davis announces, his eyes cast down in embarrassment of catching us in an intimate position.

"Very well." Adon replies , his voice cold and collected. I'm in awe at how calm and in control he sounds after that kiss , I can still feel his lips on mine ,I'm speechless.

Adon turns to me , once Davis makes his retreat. His eyes cold and calculating, my heart is crushed at his expression; he seems so distant.

Was I not good? Did my inexperience anger him?

I mean that was my first kiss after all.

Not that I'd ever tell him that.

"Adon, I..." I was going to apologise when he cut me off.

"Save it , wife. Let's get going, we don't want to be late." With that he fixed his tie, shrugging his suit jacket and left the room, expecting me to follow him.

And I do, numbly and still out of wits from the kiss.

******

It didn't take long than a twenty minutes ride for me to gain sense. The guilt of kissing another woman's man , let alone giving him my first kiss hitting me full force.

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