The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 54: I want you

Chapter 54: I want you

He was so confusing. The Rhys she had met a year ago was so different from the man sitting there. Or maybe she never knew him.

"Sound sleep,dear. I will say dream about me but my brother would murder me eh?" He mused smugly.

Damien chuckled, completely oblivious his younger brother wasn’t really joking.

"She will be preoccupied with thoughts about me. Maybe you should find yourself a girlfriend." Damien replied.

"But the one I want is already taken by someone else." He said with a shrug.

Beatrix’s heart constricted in her chest. His lips pulled into a satisfying smile seeing the horror on her face.

"Is she married?" Damien asked with a frown.

"No but she is engaged. She seems happy too." For a second, Beatrix swore she saw a glint of sadness in Rhys’ eyes but it disappeared so fast she thought she was hallucinating.

Damien sighed, "I’m sure you will find someone better."

"No.....I don’t want someone better. I want her."

Beatrix’s heart slammed in her chest and she tried her best not to look at Rhys.

"Let’s go Damien. I’m not feeling well."

Damien nodded and patted his brother’s shoulder.

Beatrix paused for a moment by the door, catching one last glance of Rhys still sitting on the dining table, his dark head still and inclined slightly to one side as if he was deep in thoughts

He sighed all of a sudden-a deep, gruff, hollow sound that sank into her heart like stone.

If only fate wasn’t so cruel.

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Damien walked Beatrix to her room where she coaxed him to watch a movie with her. She didn’t want him to leave her alone.

The way his brows had furrowed showed that he had never done this cheesy thing with a girl before but he agreed.

He went to make her a fruit salad while she quickly took a shower and waited for him.

When Damien came back she was waiting for him wearing only a big T-shirt and shorts underneath it.

She had chosen an erotic movie recommended to her by Stella a while back but she had not paid any attention to it.

Hoping that Damien would at least get in the mood for her to seduce him.

Damien sat beside her on the couch in her room, placing the bowl containing the fruit salad on the table.

"What movie are we watching?" He said,pulling her close to him.

"Romance."

Damien scrunched his face in disgust.

"Really?"

Beatrix stuck her tongue at him, "What?Romance is nice."

He gave her a half-smile before leaning down to kiss her sweetly.

"Okay."

"So you’re leaving tomorrow?" Beatrix suddenly asked, her voice barely a whisper in the dark room.

"Yes.." Damien replied. He pressed a kiss at the back of her hand.

"Don’t be sad. Once I’m done with the traitors. We will always be together. Do you want to live in constant fear?"

Beatrix shook her head, "No."

"Then you have to understand, I’m doing this for us."

Beatrix nodded, "Okay."

Damien pressed a kiss on her forehead and scoped her unto his laps.

They watched the movie in silence, both of them lost in their thoughts.

Twenty minutes into the movie, Beatrix couldn’t believe her eyes. When she saw the 18+ on the movie she didn’t think it would be this bad.

The movie was too explicit for her to even comprehend the plot. Her face was red and she didn’t dare to look at Damien.

She could feel him stirring, could feel the tautness of his muscles as he tightened his arms around her.

He was trying to master his self-control-to sweeten and gentle when he wanted to ravish her that she was sure of. The bulge hitting her butt confirmed her thoughts.

His breathing was uneven and he was fidgeting.

Beatrix glanced at him and he met her gaze.

His eyes were blazing with lust. Beatrix bit her lips and she saw his gaze move to her lips.

The moaning of the female lead in the quiet room didn’t help her situation.

"Damien...." Beatrix rasped.

"We should probably go to bed."

She watched as his gaze glimmered and narrowed at her statement and she realized a second too late what it implied.

She laughed, her cheeks warming. "I meant to sleep.

Unless you have other suggestions."

She left the statement hanging, casting him a sidelong glance of uncertainty.

Beatrix watched as he pressed his lips together in annoyance before taking a deep, ragged breath.

He pushed a hand through his hair and turned to face her, "No, I have no other suggestions. Not ones I should make anyway. But you’re right. It’s getting late. I have a long flight tomorrow."

Beatrix nodded, "Alright." She swallowed when she felt the huge bulge in his trousers.

"Fuck." Damien cussed

He stared at her for a moment before taking a long, deep breath.

"I want you, please." He rasped, putting her hand on the huge bulge in his pants.

Beatrix’s eyes widened with surprise, her heart hammered madly against her chest.

"Do you?" She asked, her voice coming out so

meek and nervous she was not even sure he heard it.

"Yes." He breathed.

"But only if you give me the permission. I-I won’t take things further with your consent."

Beatrix searched his eyes and saw the uncertainty there.

"O-okay."

In a heartbeat, a low groan escaped Damien and she found herself pressed against the couch on her back, his large, muscular frame hovering above her, his face inches away, baring a deep, dark desire through his burning amber gaze.

"You haven’t had the pleasure of being eaten out before right?" He asked with a tight face.

His hand trailed higher up her thigh, her breathing became uneven and the tension became unbearable.

Beatrix shook her head to avoid talking since she couldn’t form the correct words, she exhaled painfully as she nodded her head.

"Y-yes." She stuttered.

"Well then I guess it’s time we change that."