5 First Kiss

Rhys lifted his head and hovered his lips against hers, his movement slow, still giving her time and space to adjust.

Beatrix's eyes widened in shock. She really couldn't believe this was happening. This-this was her first kiss.If someone had told her a sexy Greek god would take her first kiss she would have laughed.

But the problem was she had no idea on what to do. She has never kissed before and she was afraid he might regret kissing her. Rhys' hand traveled up until his fingers curled around the back of her neck, making her shiver.

"Relax love. Stop thinking." He rasped.

Beatrix eyelids fluttered shut. His lips met hers softly and heat coursed through her body. His kiss was slow, wet, and coaxing. Beatrix met him back willingly, surprised by how good it felt. He kissed her slowly, with an intensity that was dreamlike and erotic

Encouraged by her favorable response, he pulled her closer to him and he took control of the kiss, cradling her head in his hands. Gone was gentle and soft kiss, now the kiss was possessive, greedy for more.

Beatrix gasped as he bit her lower lip. He wasted no time darting his tongue inside her mouth as he deepened the kiss. A small moan released from her lips and Beatrix stiffened when she felt his arousal.

Blood throbbed in her veins with a scarlet web of desire and electricity coursed through her at the feeling of him erect between her legs.

His mouth came down to her neck, teasing and tasting her sensitive skin. Seemingly of its own accord, her head dropped back to give him better access, and she moaned deep in her throat.

She would have been embarrassed if every nerve-ending of hers wasn't focus solely on the pleasure he was causing her.

His palms traveled to her thighs, until they reach her ass and he squeezed it firmly over her jeans,and her hands tangle into the back of his hair over the action

Pleasure pulsed in her veins and he left out a groan as he rubbed her against his arousal.

The movement caused electricity to explode up and down her spine. The sound of his feral desire and the feeling of him rubbing against her made heat uncurled in her abdomen.

Beatrix had no idea how much time went by as they immersed themselves in each other's kisses and

touch. The sound of a phone ringing interrupted them.

Rhys pulled his face back from hers, his lips raw

and swollen, and breathing just as ragged as hers.

He pulled his phone from his back pocket and furrowed his brow as he looked at the person who had called him.

"Yes?" He said coldly and Beatrix felt a shiver along her spine. His voice was so different from when he was talking to her.

Who the hell was this guy?

"Hmm." He said and hung up the call.

Beatrix bit her lips and avoided his gaze.

"Are you shy now?" He teased as his eyes flicked between her own and her mouth.

Beatrix flushed with embarrassment now that her mind was clear, she realized that she had given her precious first kiss to a complete stranger.

A sly smile covered his lips as he took in her

shocked and embarrassed expression.

"Don't tell me you're regretting kissing me." He muttered, shaking his head with a shallow mirthless chuckle.

"W-hat? Of course not!" She replied quickly. Why would he think like that? Wasn't she the one who should be asking him that question?

Beatrix saw him frozen but he quickly regained his composure, "You're not?"

Beatrix creased her eyebrows. "Why should I? If anything I should be the one asking you that since this is my first kiss and I don't know if you li-"

"Your first kiss?" He interrupted her, his face contorted with shock.

Beatrix chewed her lips nervously and nodded, "Y-yes."

She flushed and looked at her toes.

"How old are you?" Rhys questioned.

"Ah- twenty two. Today is my birthday so we decided to celebrate."

A moment of silence passed through them before he spoke again, "Happy birthday, love."

Beatrix lifted her gaze from the floor and broke into a big smile. "Thank you."

This was her best birthday. Her father had allowed her to go out by herself since that was what she wanted as her birthday gift and she had gotten her first kiss.

"So what do you want as your birthday gift?" Rhys asked as he put his hands back in his jeans pocket.

Beatrix frowned. No one had asked her what she wanted for her birthday before. They just got her the most expensive gifts that she didn't even need.

Also she was already from a rich home so she didn't lack anything except her freedom of course.

She contemplated for a moment before her eyes lit up.

"I want to go out and explore. You know? Visit beautiful places and take pictures. Go on a picnic. Just a normal day where I'm not cozying up and lonely in my room."

She finished with a sad smile. Rhys nodded with an understanding smile.

"Well we can arrange that if you want." He mumbled.

Beatrix widened her eyes in shock, "Huh?"

"Tomorrow if you want. I will pick you up and we will tour around."

Beatrix wanted to agree but she was afraid. Her father had many enemies and even though he had done his best to hide her and make people believe she was not his daughter but rather an adopted maid child she wasn't sure how many people knew the truth.

As his only daughter she was considered his weakness and she was afraid his enemies would find her.

"You don't have to worry about your safety.I'm a serial killer remember? I will protect you."

Beatrix arched her brows, "how did you know I was worried about my safety?"

Rhys shrugged, "You look like a sheltered rich man's daughter. So I assumed."

Beatrix flushed, "Oh."

"Yeah so what do you think?"

"Alright." She agreed. Just tomorrow she could be normal.

Rhys nodded.

"It was vodka and strawberry by the way" he said suddenly.

Beatrix creased her brows at him, her thoughts a

jumbled mess "What?"

He leaned his head down, hovering his lips above

hers as he bit her lower lip.

Beatrix whimpered slightly. He smirked and pressed his forehead to hers

"That's how you taste" he replied

"Oh." Beatrix flushed. She had forgotten about that.

He let out a short breathy laugh and pinched her cheeks.You're so cute."

He said and pulled away, "Sorry but I have to go. It was nice meeting you."

Disappointment coursed through Beatrix. She didn't want him to go.

"Pass me your phone love"

Beatrix fumbled for her custom made phone from her back pocket and handed it to him.

"Guess I was right. You're rich rich." He teased her as he entered his number and called his phone to get her number too.

Beatrix smiled at him and shrugged, "Yeah, I guess I am."

He handed her phone back and stepped forward pressing a soft kiss on her forehead. Beatrix's heart thudded in her chest.

His lips lifted to her ear, grazing it softly "See you tomorrow love."