Chapter 5 : Catherine

I don't know how but we ended up ending up in a coffee shop.

He's been staring at me since we got here, we sat at a table for two near a window. When we came across each other in the hallway today, we were like lost in each other, we said hello after a while then he invited me for a coffee, I accepted, we took his car and here we are.

"You know, I know I'm hot and I really like the attention you give me but it's starting to be annoying," I said, batting my eyelashes in his direction.

He burst out laughing as he threw his head back, he was laughing so hard that the customers turned their attention to our table with reproachful looks, I gave them an apologetic smile and then I hit him hard in the shin.

"Ouch, that hurts!" he said frowning and stopped laughing. He had a smile that showed off his dimples, sweet Jesus save me before I melt under his gaze that held within it childish mischief.

"How does the fact that you're hurting has anything to do with me?" I said crossing my arms below my chest which made them rise and briefly attracted his gaze to my chest, it made me smile, "Good for you, you just had to not draw the attention of other customers to us."

He looked at me, still with that glint of mischief dancing in his eyes. A smirk stretched his lips, then he bit his lower lip before smiling again while staring at me.

"Ah I see, Madame doesn't like it when the attention is on someone other than her. Would you be jealous?"

I turned red and I just wanted to kill him now.

"Of course not!"

"You know, he said," still smiling with that glint of mischief in his eyes, "Jealousy and lies are bad defaults."

"I want to slap you and wipe away the smirk you're wearing."

"And you think I'll let you? You jealous person."

"Oh shut up, you asshole," I said rolling my eyes.

He put on a falsely offended expression and placed a hand on his heart, pretending that what I just said hurts him.

"Catherine," he said, sounding deceptively wounded, "How can you call me an asshole?"

"Maybe because I can."

" You are heartless."

"Stop playing your sissy, it was just a small insult of nothing at all."

"Just an insult !?,'' he said with an exaggerated tone, widening his eyes.

I roll my eyes and he bursts out laughing, I really like this version of him, frankly this guy I don't understand him, first he kisses me without my consent, he apologizes, he ignores me , he gets angry, fights and now he laughs and makes jokes like nothing has happened. He is an enigma that I intend to solve.

"What are you thinking of?"

" Of nothing."

" Liar."

"What do you know?"

"When you're thinking hard about something or you're lost in your thoughts, you bite your lower lip harder than usual, little wrinkles form on your forehead and you pat your left cheek with your left index finger," he said in one go as if it were nothing.

My eyes widened, how could he have realized it so quickly, I mean we've only been in contact recently. What the hell, he is very observant, a little too much. Somehow I'm glad he's interested in me in a way for having noticed this but on the other hand I don't know why but it scares me.

"I know, I know, I'm amazing," he said proudly.

" No, you're an asshole."

"Catherine you're mean," he said with an offended pout, then he began to smile, "And therefore there is no rest for the wicked."

"Dereck please leave my throat, you're on my breath."

His eyes widened in amazement and that's when I realize that my words can be misinterpreted. A lazy, flirtatious smile stretched his lips and I knew at that exact moment that I should never have said that phrase.

" But who are you Catherine? I didn't know .... but what to say .... I would never have believed that you were like this," he said with that smile that was seriously starting to get on my nerves.

"What on earth are you talking about?" I said with a nervous laugh.

"I'm talking about the fact that you're a pervert in closet."

"WHAT !!!?" I yelled, it drew the attention of the other clients to us once more and I had to offer them an apology while Dereck laughed.

"Stop playing your sissy like you said so well, you want me to leave your throat, are you sure? I mean if this is your way of telling me that you want to suck my ....... dick?"

"Stop, it's okay, I don't want to hear anything anymore," I said scarlet with embarrassment, not only did he use my words against me but in addition he is laughing, the bastard.

"Just when it was getting interesting," he said bursting into laughter," I think my member is a little too big and long for your mouth but I'm ready to give you a try Hermosa, especially if it includes a deep throat," he said, winking at me.

[Translation : Hermosa - Beautiful]

I hope he will choke on his food. If my face was scarlet now it's crimson and that made him laugh even more, he stopped suddenly, leaned over the table then put his fingers under my chin and looked me straight in the eyes with so much intensity that I briefly lowered my eyes.

His gaze rested on my lips for a split second before returning to my eyes, he stood up slightly from his chair, he brought his face closer to mine and I did the same without realizing it at the time. It was like we were alone in the world, our lips were so close that our breaths mingled and our lips brushed, his fingers that were under my chin was now on my cheek and his other hand tucked a few strands of hair behind my ear, I lost myself in those soft caresses on my cheek, his hands were rough. A simple movement of the head and our lips will become one, my eyes closed and anticipated our kiss and i was gasping for air.

Suddenly I no longer felt his breathe, his scent that resembled that of the forest and mint, his lips that brushed mine, his hand that caressed my cheek, everything suddenly disappeared.

I opened my eyes to see him sitting on his chair staring at me with a composed gaze as if what had just happened had hardly affected him.

He had an amused and satisfied smile. I felt uncomfortable and ashamed that I hoped he would kiss me. I sat down trying to calm my breathing.

"Why did you do that?" I asked him coldly.

"What did I do Hermosa?" he asked innocently.

[Traduction: Hermosa - Beautiful]

"Are you kidding me?'' I'm asking you why you did what you did awhile ago.

He gently put his fork near his plate on a tea towel then looked me straight in the eye with a cold and threatening gaze.

" If you don't tell me exactly what I did a while ago, alas Catherine, I won't be able to give you answers," he said in a cold voice with a hint of irritation.

His voice made me tremble and lose my voice but not in the right way, it wasn't just his voice, it was also his gaze and his posture. He looks like a totally different person than the person I was chatting with a while ago, and the person sitting in front of me terrified me. I was also angry, I mean how dare he play with me like I was just a common hobby. He wanted me to admit that he almost kissed me and that I wanted him but he won't win.

" I feel like I'm going to have fun with you. You're more interesting than the rest," he said with a satisfied smirk.

He had the same demeanor when he first kissed me. Fuck.

"Dereck, take me back to the hotel," I said avoiding his gaze.

"My name is not Dereck, never call me that again," he said angrily, gripping my chin violently and forcing me to look at him.

I saw anger, a hidden threat, confusion and above all desire. Despite the fact that he was hurting and terrifying me, I didn't hesitate for a single moment when his lips met mine so violently that our teeth clashed to part my lips and give him the access that he wanted.

We kissed like it was the last time, like our lives depended on it, he was kissing me with passion and desire, I wanted to step back for some air but he placed his hand behind my neck and held me in place .

He placed his other hand on my cheek, he nibbled my lower lip, our tongues intertwined and fought for the dominance he clearly had. This kiss caused sensations in me that I have never felt before, the butterflies in my stomach were not still, far from it, this delicious sensation in my lower abdomen, which made me wet and which spread to my toes.

Suddenly he pulled away from me, leaving me breathless, excited and tottering. I was all red, this kiss cannot be described. Now he was looking at me.

"I always wanted to do this, especially bite your lip as you often do. Let yourself go Hermosa, I will take you to places you can't even fathom."

After a moment of silence filled with sexual tension he stood up, kissed me one last time and left without giving me time to react. I didn't understand what had just happened.

I sat there for almost half an hour occasionally bringing my fingers to my lips as I thought about our kiss. His behavior, his posture, his way of speaking, his tone, even his facial expression and his gestures really looked like a whole other person. He gave off the same aura the moment he kissed me by force.

He left and left me there, confused, filled with questions and longing for more of his touch. I finally got up and left without looking back still confused but determined to solve the riddle that is Dereck Visconti.