Chapter 16: This Care Is For Her
Felixa didn’t want to make him wait. She got the chalice from his hand, holding the stem of the chalice. It was heavy and she reflexively placed her other hand at the foot of the chalice.
She felt a warmth covering her hand as his fingers covered her hand holding the chalice. With a slight tremble that originated involuntarily, she lifted the corner of her lips meeting his eyes.
"You are not used to drinking wine, aren’t you?" he asked and she nodded gingerly.
"Take a small sip. Otherwise, you won’t feel good in the morning," he spoke softly as his other hand brushed a lock of her hair falling on her cheek.
Cautiously, she lifted the chalice and his hand that was wrapped around hers didn’t leave her. She took a small sip as he advised. It had a sweet, fruity flavor and it made her want more, but she wondered if she should take one more sip.
As if he understood her dilemma, he started to speak. "You can slowly get used to drinking wine. But for now, just stop here..." his voice was gentle.
She nodded and held out her hand to pass the chalice back. But he leaned closer, and with her hands still holding the chalice, he finished the rest of the wine.
He then got the chalice from her hand and placed it on the table. She watched him walk like a majestic steed. For some reason, she found it hard to stop leering at him.
He took large gulps of the wine and it was glistening on his lips. Without even realizing she had stared at him for long, she had stared at him for long.
Only when his glistening lips got awfully closer to her, did she come out of her reverie. She felt his hands sinking on the bed right next to her thighs and then came his mesmerizing voice.
"If you want more of it, you can lick them all you want," with a slight smirk, he thrust his face in front of her.
She felt a shiver passing through her.