Brutal Temptations (2)

‘This won’t do.’
Selene bit Theron’s tongue hard, who was not regaining his senses.
“Ugh.”
There was a reaction.
Perhaps due to the pain, Theron’s eyes regained their focus.
‘It was a good thing I bit him hard.’
Taking that opportunity, Selene quickly stepped back.
At the tingling sensation on his tongue, Theron touched his lips.
“…Did you have to end it like this?”
“I gave you enough chances.”
Selene, who had taken out a handkerchief and wiped her damp lips, replied with her eyes lowered.
Theron glanced up at Selene, then touched his reddened neck.
Selene, who had regained her original composure as if nothing had happened, looked at the silent Theron.
“Are we going to keep standing here like this?”
As Selene, who had been standing still, placed her hand on the doorknob, Theron urgently stopped her.
“Wait, are you leaving already?”
“Is there anything more to say?”
“No… I was just wondering if you could tell me your thoughts, even if it’s brief.”
‘Thoughts?’
As Selene remained silent, Theron hesitated.
His ears, faintly visible, were redder than his face.
“Since it was your first kiss and you were curious… I mean, whether you were satisfied.”
Ah.
“It wasn’t bad.”
At Selene’s simple answer, Theron, who had been avoiding her gaze, lifted his head.
“Really?”
“Yes. I was worried I might want to kick you in the shins as soon as our lips touched because it was unpleasant, but seeing as it was just strange and unfamiliar.”
‘That tingling sensation between my legs too.’
Selene didn’t bother to add that part.
She still didn’t know how long her relationship with this man would last, so she planned to share personal stories only to a minimum.
“By the way, you said you’ve never been in a serious relationship with a woman, Mr. Theron, but you were a good kisser.”
“…I’m good at everything.”
“That’s a talent too.”
Even at her thoughtless words, Theron’s body stiffened.
The atmosphere of the room, which had been heated by the hot act, seemed to have become awkward for some reason.
“So, are you thinking of doing it again?”
“Again?”
“The kiss. Once wouldn’t be enough, would it?”
Theron seemed to be persuading Selene rather than asking a question.
Selene knew why Theron was speaking with such a serious face.
Even without asking him for his opinion on the kiss, he seemed to be enjoying it enough.

“I’m going crazy.”

No, it wasn’t just enjoying it; he was deeply engrossed, as if he would die if he took his lips off her.
Although Selene loathed men who tried to get their way with women, Theron Cox’s appearance didn’t feel particularly dirty or bad.
“I’ll think about it. I’ll see if it helped my performance.”
Theron’s face, which had been waiting with bated breath for Selene’s words, crumpled like a piece of paper.
He roughly swept back his fallen hair and muttered to himself.
“The piano… right, that’s why I was doing this.”
Selene, who hadn’t heard him, remained still.
Not long after, Theron smoothed his crumpled brow and put on a neat expression.
“Then I will wait, hoping that this has been helpful to you, Miss Selene.”
“Alright.”
“However, when you need someone to use in this way, you must come to me.”
Theron held Selene’s hand as if to kiss the back of it.
However, he didn’t immediately greet her but stayed holding her hand.
“You should call others by their last names if possible. Your cousin’s fiancé is an exception, but… anyway, please promise me.”
“You have a lot of wishes.”
“Don’t you dislike men, Miss Selene? Calling someone by their first name is a sign of familiarity, so it’s better to keep your distance by calling them by their last name.”
Selene nodded vaguely.
It wasn’t a difficult request, and Theron’s words weren’t wrong.
Besides, there were no men around her whom she would call by their first or last name anyway.
“And the most important thing. The promise you made with me today.”
“…”
“About calling me by my first name.”
Theron squeezed Selene’s hand a little tighter.
“I remember that.”
‘Even if he didn’t emphasize it so much, Theron rolls off the tongue better than Cox.’
“So, would you please let go of this hand, Theron?”
Although Selene’s request was curt, the corners of Theron’s mouth, which had been stiff since the kiss, curved for the first time.
“Oh, my apologies.”
Theron gently pressed his lips to the back of Selene’s hand and let her go.
Selene didn’t linger any longer and opened the door to the corridor.

Theron admitted that the process leading up to the kiss with Selene was not so clean.
He didn’t even know where it had gone wrong.
Was it from the moment his unfixed hair, without pomade, annoyingly swept his forehead, or was it from the moment he heard from Gary that Selene Ashcombe might be attending that party?
No, it probably started to get twisted when he threw a punch at the other man without knowing he was engaged to Selene’s cousin, just because he was talking about kissing.
His mind just went blank.
Without even having a chance to calmly assess the situation, the image of the man who would have gladly accepted Selene’s proposal and pounced on her lips was drawn in his mind.
Thwack, an incongruously cheerful sound was made.
It had been a while since he had thrown a punch, but it wasn’t bad.
The tingling sensation in his knuckles became nothing when he thought of that villain-like guy losing face in front of Selene Ashcombe.

“This person is my cousin’s fiancé.”

That’s when he came to his senses.
Without even having time to compose his embarrassed and awkward feelings, his chest slowly burned.
If this woman hadn’t said such strange things, he wouldn’t have misunderstood like this.
The burning heart soon consumed him.
He couldn’t stop his words even as he realized his gentleman’s mask was slipping off again.

“Because I like you!”

Was that line in his calculation?
Theron was a little confused even after he had said it.
There was no way such an uncool confession was calculated.
It had just popped out of his mouth without going through his brain.
In a moment of crisis, thinking that this woman might end up kissing another man.
A begging confession is not moving or romantic at all.
Still, thanks to the naturally flowing sequence of events, he was able to kiss Selene.
A kiss…
Right, he had kissed that woman.
Theron, recalling that moment, unknowingly swallowed dryly.
It was different from a simple, ordinary kiss.
If anything, it was closer to an act he was experiencing for the first time.
In the first place, his reason had flown far away when Selene languidly uttered his name through the gap of her red lips.
It was an ecstasy he had never experienced in his life.
Not the simple heat of his lower body getting hot, but a strange feeling of his brain melting in a sweet sensation.
A great satisfaction that made the desire stirring below his pants seem like nothing.
Of course, he had no time to guess whether Selene’s unusually red lips were due to cosmetics or their natural color.
That was not important at all, and he had to pray that this moment, with his lips pressed against hers, would last for a long time.
Even though Selene, unlike him, seemed to be lost in thought even while passionately kissing him.
Crunch.
Theron, whose throat was burning just from reminiscing about that moment, bit into an apple that was on the table.
He had hoped it would taste a little like those alluring lips, but only the red color and sweet taste were similar, and his thirst was not quenched at all.
Theron, who had thrown the half-eaten apple back on the table, leaned back on the sofa and tilted his head back.
Suddenly, he felt like a country boy.
‘Will Selene ask to kiss me again?’
Theron, while praying, ‘Please, please, let her,’ was worried about one thing: whether he could control his instincts if they had a deep kiss in a dark place like that again.
Whenever his body just touched that woman, his virile lower part stood up like a high-performance spring, and it was quite uncomfortable.
Putting aside the situation of showing that to Selene, if they kissed a second time, it was as clear as day that his whole body would squirm…
Yes, that could be quite a problem.