YVONNE got busy writing and lost track of days. Her literary birthday, which she was supposed to celebrate, passed just like ordinary days. She didn’t regret it, though realizing she wasn’t able to celebrate it even with Rohan made her feel a little somber. Yvonne was used to celebrating even the smallest victories in her life.
She heaved a deep sigh and stretched her arms afterward. It was already five in the afternoon, and it was already Saturday. Maybe it was time for her to get some rest. If Rohan’s in a good mood, maybe they could celebrate a little. A post-celebration would do. She’d just cook them something they could share and make a toast.
“It isn’t too late for a celebration.” Yvonne tied her hair in a messy bun and headed straight to the kitchen.
But just as she was about to open the fridge to look for what she could cook, she heard footsteps approaching. Rohan appeared in the kitchen after a few moments, holding a bucket with bottles of wine and champagne. He sauntered toward her.
“Oh, good thing you’re already out of your cave,” he jested as he reached for the fridge’s door.
She stepped aside so he could get the ice.
“Do you have visitors?” she asked with furrowed brows.
He turned to her with a grin.
“Visitors? Nope, this is for us.” Rohan cocked his head to one side. “I’ll wait for you by the shore. You can doll up if you like.”
Her mouth opened, but no words came out of it. Yvonne couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Why did he tell her that? And wait, did Rohan just ask her to join him in whatever he was up to? Could it be some sort of miracle? Ah, maybe the heavens saw her struggling too much and asked the dumb Cupid to do a better job.
Grinning, Yvonne rushed back to her room to change into a nice dress. There was no way she’d disappoint Rohan when he just told her to dress up for him.
Her cat immediately ran to her and rubbed its cheek on her leg the moment she came back. It seemed that Bean could already tell she was in a good mood. Giggling, Yvonne crouched and patted her cat’s head.
“You like it that I’m happy, don’t you?” Bean meowed softly, and she knew that he just said yes in response. “Come, I’ll give you a treat.”
 
SHE wore her favorite floral dress and met Rohan by the shore, surprised by the sight that greeted her. Yvonne didn’t expect that Rohan would make such efforts for her. There was a tent filled with lights inside, and he even prepared food and drinks. It was a romantic set-up, at least for her.
“What is this for?” she asked as she crawled inside the tent.
Rohan was setting up the bonfire outside.
“Well… You didn’t get to celebrate your literary birthday, so I thought we should at least do something.” He flashed that boyish smile that never failed to make her heart go crazy.
There was no way she’d deny how it always affected her.
“Ah…” She nodded her head repeatedly. She looked around before fixing her gaze on him. “Thank you, Rohan. This... means so much to me.”
“You’re welcome.” He crawled inside the tent and joined her. Then he gestured at the bucket resting between them. “Which one do you like, wine or champagne?”
“Champagne first.”  She grinned.
“Okay.” Rohan picked up the bottle of champagne and popped it with a smile. He then filled the glasses. “I’m glad you already got out of your room. I was hesitant to disturb you.”
“I got too focused on writing. I lost track of time.”
“Yeah, I know. Imagine we’re together, but I seldom see you around. You even skipped your meals.”
“Did you miss me?” She cocked her head to one side.
Rohan laughed heartily and raised a glass. “Cheers.”
She picked up her glass, and they made a toast. They took a sip of their champagne at the same time without taking their gazes off each other. His gaze made her cheeks burn, and she just hoped he didn’t notice.
“I didn’t expect we’d be sharing the villa for this long,” Rohan said afterward.
“Do you really think I’ll give up easily?” She smirked and shook her head.
“No.” He looked at her intently. “I know you’re less likely to give up. The truth is… I’m surprised how well I coped.”
Yvonne folded her legs and hugged them. She then rested her chin between her knees and watched Rohan as he stared at her. She could see something in his eyes at that moment, but she didn’t want to give it a name yet. It wasn’t that she was afraid; it was just that she didn’t want to assume. It could be just a mere fascination, or it could be something deeper. She knew very well that assuming would cost her more. If there was one lesson she learned from the past, it was to let things take their own course.
“I’m glad to hear you finally accepted my existence in your life.” Her words were suddenly cut off when Rohan leaned toward her. They were so close that their lips were just a few inches away, making her heart beat as though it wanted to jump off her chest. “R-Rohan… w-what are you doing?”
But she didn’t get any response from him. Instead, Rohan gently kissed her forehead before he cupped her cheek and trailed kisses down to her lips. Yvonne didn’t object, though she was surprised at how fast it happened.
Their lips met in a gentle kiss at first, then Rohan slowly deepened the kiss. Right then, she knew it wasn’t just her who wanted more. She got on her knees and brought her hands to Rohan’s chest, feeling his heartbeat. His heart was beating fast like it was in a race with hers. He then cupped her nape and deepened the kiss even more, and she responded to them with passion. Soon, their tongues danced together, spreading warmth throughout her system.
Rohan’s hands then went to her waist and pulled her closer to him, making her land on his lap. She immediately felt something hard between his thighs, making her shiver with anticipation. Something was about to happen, and she didn’t know if she was well prepared for that, but Yvonne knew that there was no turning back now.
She let out a frustrated moan when Rohan broke the kiss, but she immediately understood why when he zipped the tent to close it for some privacy. He also took that opportunity to remove his shirt.
Yvonne could only bite her lip as she ran her hands over Rohan’s chest, marveling at the feel of his skin under her fingertips. He leaned back, resting on his elbows, to allow her to explore his body with ease. She leaned toward his chest and kissed him there before moving down to his stomach. She heard Rohan gasp out of pleasure, which fueled her desire for him even more, which gave her the courage to grab the waistband of his shorts. But just when she was about to pull it down, he pulled her up and kissed her deeply on the lips. His hands then moved to the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head, revealing her bare chest to Rohan. He looked surprised, but he immediately recovered and stared at her for a few moments, admiring her. And then he kissed her again.
Their hands moved over each other’s bodies, exploring and discovering every inch they didn’t know before. There was no way Yvonne could deny the building heat between her and Rohan at that very moment, and she knew both of them wanted more. She started grinding her hips, causing Rohan to groan. She could only grin at that.
Soon, he gently laid her down. His head descended on her chest and kissed the top of her bosom. Rohan’s lips then slid down and softly kissed one crown. Yvonne closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure when his tongue started circling it, causing both crowns to harden. She never thought her body could respond that way to the pleasure he was giving her. Never in her life had Yvonne imagined herself wanting a man to own her so badly. Or maybe because it was Rohan. He was the man she loved so much that she was willing to surrender everything.
The feeling she had for him and the desire that was consuming her were overwhelming. But there was no way she’d stop those feelings. Yvonne clutched her legs at his waist and pulled him down to her. Now that their bodies were pressed against each other, she felt his hardness pressing against her thigh.
Rohan raised his head and met her gaze. He wasn’t asking her anything, but his eyes told her that he was asking for her permission. Yvonne closed her eyes and nodded in response. That was when Rohan moved away from her, stood up, and pulled down his remaining clothing before freeing her from the last piece of cloth she wore.
She lay still in front of him, exposed and vulnerable, but she didn’t feel any fear or worry because she trusted Rohan completely. He trailed kisses down her body, stopping to kiss her chest again before he moved down. His tongue teased her, circling around her sensitive spot, making her moan louder. Yvonne then wrapped her fingers around his hair and pulled his head even closer, urging him on.
His mouth’s work seemed like magic, igniting the fire burning inside her. It might have been her first, but Yvonne wasn’t innocent. She knew she was ready for him and silently begged that he’d take her now. And as if he heard her silent plea, Rohan moved up and kissed her deeply.
She grasped his arms when she felt him positioning himself at her entrance. Rohan broke the kiss and looked at her.
“I know,” he mouthed as he gently caressed her cheek. “I’ll be gentle.”
Keeping his promise, he slowly entered her. She felt pain, but Rohan’s gentle thrusts made it go away. Warmth spread all over her body when he finally filled her completely. It was a different kind of feeling… Something she thought she knew, but now it felt strange.
“Does it hurt?” he checked on her.
“This is embarrassing…” She covered her face with her hands.
“It’s okay, Yvonne….”
Rohan took her hands away from her face and kissed her. He was careful with his every move, allowing her to adjust. And a few moments later, they finally picked up their rhythm. Yvonne felt the pleasure building down there, and she could feel it was going to happen soon.
“Rohan...” she cried his name as his pace became faster, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
Yvonne could feel that Rohan was getting there too. He was groaning loudly on her neck before his mouth found hers. Rohan kissed her deeply, and soon she felt her body shaking as his release came to her like the waves. They both cried out of pleasure. It was a moment of bliss for Yvonne, and she knew there was no way she’d forget about it for the rest of her life.
Rohan lay beside her and wrapped her in his arms afterward. He didn’t say anything, but she understood that he wanted to remain silent to enjoy the moment. Yvonne decided to do the same. She kept quiet as she listened to the sound of their breathing.