The kiss deepened, slower and softer this time, as if they were relearning the taste of each other.
Damian's fingers were trembling as he softly slid them through Sierra's hair between their kisses.
He bit her lower lip between his teeth, kissing her harder. As if he's making sure she's real this time. Making sure he's in reality. That this wasn't another cruel dream.
His breath paused. He was trying to control himself but couldn't resist the desire he's been holding for so long.
His hand landed on her waist. Trying to ask permission without a word. Sierra didn't push him away. Instead, she clung to him tighter. Silently confessing how much she had missed his touch.
Both of them seem to be starving for each other. Nothing in their mind but to share the love of their unfinished romance and unspoken pain.
Sierra slightly tilted her head and lifted his legs. She wrapped it around Damian's body to pull him closer. Damian supported her leg to deepen the kiss.
His grip on her legs was tightening as if he was afraid she would lose Sierra again the moment he let her go.
Sierra's hand reached Damian's wandering hand while the other one was supporting her leg. She smiled between their kisses and guided his hand to her chest.
He gently squeezed it, making Sierra moan his name in plea.
"Damian..."
'I love it' A playful thought and dark satisfaction flickered in his eyes when he heard her moan.
The desired inside him burned stronger. He wanted her. He needs her.
He paused everything they were doing and rested his forehead against hers.
Staring at her like he was studying her face thinking it might be the last time he would see her again. That she might leave him again.
"What the hell are you planning after leaving me? You shouldn't be doing this to me." His voice sounds drunk even if he's not. He looks tipsy just by kissing her lips.
"Then stop me." Sierra confidently answered looking at him. Brushing her lips unto him and making sure she sounded so flirty to make him want her more.
His jaw clenched. Trying to control himself but he knows it's too late to back down. Sierra is too much for him, he knew he already lost to her. His heart betrayed him for making him believe that he won't be affected by her anymore once they meet again.
He closed his eyes and thought twice. When he opened it again, the wall he built around himself was now crushing further.
"You don't know what you were asking for lady." he said brushing his fingers to her lips.
"Then show me." Her reply made him chuckle. She had always known how to undo him.
For a second, Damian sealed her lips again, filled with desire and longing for her.
His kiss goes down to her neck. A little sound escaped from Sierra's mouth.
He explored his lips lower to her chest. Hoping to hear more moan from her just for him.
Sierra doesn't know where to put her hands. She's losing her mind from what Damian is doing to her. All of this was new feelings and she didn't know she wanted more of this. She wants more from Damian.
He nibbles gently at her nipple while his right hand is playing with the other one.
His left hand wandered down there, trying to find her private place.
When he touches her intimate spot, he slowly slid his hand inside her underwear. Playing with it. His every brush was sending shivers to Sierra.
"Lovey..." Sierra moaned again making Damian desperate even more.
He kissed her on the lips again and lifted her and carried her toward the bed.
He laid her there and stared at each for a moment. Eyes couldn't lie. They both desperately want each other.
Damian impatiently tore her clothes revealing her naked body.
He was mesmerized by how beautiful Sierra is. He misses her skin's natural scents.
Sierra blushed when she saw Damian staring at her whole naked body. Her heart was racing.
Damian positioned himself above her. Supporting her legs widely to get a proper entrance.
"I've missed you..."
Damian whispered against her skin before finally closing the last space between them.
At last, Sierra saw Damian's usual look at her when they were on campus.
They shared their unspoken feelings and confession through making love.
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Sierra slowly opened her eyes. Her body ached pleasantly and saw bloodstain in the sheet she was sleeping in. A quiet reminder that she and Damian shared an intimate moment last night.
She turned her head to scan the room. Damian wasn't there. No one was. She was alone. Emptiness hit heavily in her chest.
Sierra frowns.
"How could I even think about bringing everything back to how it used to be? We're not students anymore. And he's getting married..."
She paused. Remembering something painful.
"And I'm just part of his past... trying to interfere with his present."
Sobbing continues. Letting her heartache out with no one there to see her.
Her phone suddenly rang. She reached for it and saw Nadia's name flashing on the screen.
[God! I've been calling you since last night. Mom keeps asking about you. What the hell happened? Where the hell are you?"] Nadia's voice rushed through the line.
"I'm at the hotel, the one from last night." Sierra spoke weakly, trying to hide the fact that she just cried.
[What? Did the two of you… you know? Hehe.] Nadia curiously asks her again but shyly.
"Yeah! Whatever." Sierra tried her best to be cheerful to avoid her sister from worrying again.
"I'll head home soon. Where are you?" She quickly changed the subject.
[At the company, heler! You have work tomorrow, so rest up today and get ready. My break's over. Gotta go.]
Sierra carefully slipped out of bed to search for her clothes.
She gasps when she remembers that Damian tore her clothes last night.
She pressed her palm to her forehead, thinking that she might be cursed.
"Great! Just great…"
She headed to the bathroom to look for a robe that she could borrow and wear temporarily. When she stepped back out, she saw a dress hanging neatly behind the door.
It was a fitted black dress with long sleeves. She saw a small note pinned to it.
"Sorry for leaving you. There was an emergency at the company. - Damian."
She loudly but softly read what's written on it. A smile slowly formed in her lips.
Happy to know that she misunderstood him for leaving her.
She quickly wears the dress. It fit her perfectly. Falling just below her knees, the exact style she used to love wearing back in their university days.
Butterflies on her stomach surged in.
"He never forgets anything, does he?" She whispered to herself, wondering when she would see him again.