"Celeste."
Javier Sinclair held her tight.
"No one is ever going to take you from me."
Celeste Grant smiled and nodded.
"I know. I'll always be with you."
The moment the words left her mouth, his lips captured hers. With a swift turn, he pressed her down onto the bed.
His kisses trailed down to her neck, and Celeste's breathing grew ragged as she arched her head back slightly...
After the kiss.
He propped himself up over her, lifting his eyes slightly to gaze at her.
"My lady, you're incredibly beautiful when you blush."
He felt like he couldn't look away, wanting to stare at her forever. 'This woman was always teasing me before. I've finally gotten my own back.'
'Tsk, tsk. A man's damnable competitive streak.'
However, Celeste Grant smiled faintly. Her hand slid up to his chest, caressing it a few times before her fingers slipped inside his robes.
"Archfiend, your body is amazing. It feels so good to the touch."
