Chapter 190: Just One Night… Again

Tristan stared at her with astonishment in his hazel eyes hearing the condition she just spoke of.

“Just for one night, I want to feel like your wife, as if we are truly on a honeymoon after our wedding… After that, I’ll never come before you again.”

If this was the last time she was going to see him, she wanted to have something with her, a last moment of love even if it wouldn’t be real, and she would safely keep those moments in her heart for the rest of her life.

He would be the man she loved but could never have, his memories would forever remain fresh in her mind.

Tristan was silently struck dumb by her request. He felt like he had been taken back to the past, on the fateful night five years ago. However, the circumstances were different now.

Back then she was just a stranger to him, a woman he was strangely attracted to, back then he didn’t feel the depth of emotions he felt for her now, back then she hadn’t become as important as she was to him now, back then she was just a passing dream in his listless life. Now things were different.

Back then he’d had her once and from then on couldn’t erase her from his mind, from his heart. He felt an irresistible desire to have this woman, desire to posses, desire to protect. After that one night she had become a painful addiction he never wanted to quit.

She had made a request to him again, just like she had on that night. His heart raced to have her, his body burned for her, but he couldn’t let himself have her. For if he did, then he would completely be ruined to crave her for all eternity.

She had said that she would disappear from his life never to return, she loved him, but she was willing to let go of him, but wanted to savour a last moment with him.

Tristan knew it was incredibly selfish of him, due to his own insecurities, he had to hurt her and break her heart. Though he knew having one last time with her would ruin him into wanting her for the rest of his life, that was a punishment he was willing to accept for breaking her heart.

If she wanted one last moment with him, he was willing to give that to her, then set her free, maybe then she would later find happiness someday.

He slowly made his way to her, crossing the little amount of distance between them,

“After this… We can never see each other again.” He said softly just like the conditions he had placed before her five years ago.

Though she had accepted it, hearing it from him still pained her heart, nevertheless she nodded.

“It will be one last time.” He murmured slowly moving closer.

“One last time.” She murmured as well just before his lips softly covered her own in a slow soft kiss.

Slowly winding his arms around her waist, her arms over his neck, lips merged together in a sensual dance.

Slowly, the heat rose, like a flame of desire fanned by a deep seethed hunger for one another, a hunger that both have surpressed for a long time, in this moment it all surged up like a tidal wave. Disregarding the urge to breathe, their lips remained locked in a deeply hungry rhythm, both only momentarily pulling apart to catch a second’s breath before plunging into a deeper kiss.

As the terrace wind blew against them, the heat between them grew even more.

Tristan swiftly swooped her up in his arms turning around to head back into the suite.

Her face was already deeply flushed red as she gazed at his side profile softly. He slowly placed her down when they were finally inside, then stared down at her.

It felt just like that night, because just like then, she was currently in a wedding dress, the only difference was that. Five years ago, she had been someone else’s bride whom had stumbled into his suite by accident, but in this moment, she was his, she was his bride.

Tristan realized that even if it was just for a night, he also wanted to savour the moment of having her as his completely.

He pulled her by the waist and drew her in a warm embrace, holding her against his chest quietly for some time. Celine also wrapped her arms around him to embrace him, feeling her reciprocate he drew her in even tighter.

They both held each other for a few minutes before he slowly drew back ever so slightly, he gently pulled her hair aside revealing one side of her shoulder, then softly pressed his lips on the skin on her shoulder.

Celine felt his warm lips on her skin eliciting a tingling shiver that ran up her spine, her breath hitched. She let out a sigh from her lips.

His mouth slowly moved upwards to her neck, where he dropped a light nibble before trailing up to the side of her chin where he cupped her face.

Celine’s heart was pounding rapidly in her chest, every breath she inhaled smelled deeply of his masculine scent that had more heat building up within her.

He dropped a gentle kiss to her chin, then another to her cheek, he slowly trailed up gently peppering every part of her face with soft airy kisses that left a fluttering feeling in her stomach. When he came to her forehead, he pressed his lips to her forehead lingering slightly.

Her heart swelled with a sweet feeling. When he slowly returned back to her lips, he dropped a light kiss.

His every action was slow and gentle, as if to savour the moment the best they could.

She could feel his hands trail her skin, like a cascading waterfall her puffy wedding dress fell in a small pool beneath her feet.

His hands trailed the skin on her back upwards, making a soft sigh escape her lips from the tingling feeling it caused. Unlike the first time, she wasn’t nervous, nor was she scared or uncertain.

He kissed her again, slow and sensually, hands exploring her skin, he seemed to already be familiar with every inch of it, familiar with what to do to drive her to the edge. His hands blazing hot on her skin, but it was a kind of heat that her body craved and longed for.

She helped him out of his suit, pulling the jacket off his shoulders. Looking up into his hazel eyes, she could see a deep heat burning, one that she felt like could scorch her. But he let her take the lead, slowly helping him out of his clothes.

Her hands trailed the taut muscles of his chest, slowly inching downwards. A light groan escaped his mouth when she fully grabbed him in her hands.

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