Chapter 4 Sex With Me

Serena P. O. V

Leopold's eyes never left mine as the distance between us decreased. When we were only a few steps away, I saw a lopsided smile spread across his face.

He was like a predator in the wild, and I was the easy prey who had foolishly given myself into his hands.

"Hi, remember me?" I asked. I put on a big smile to hide my true feelings.

All I wanted to do this time was do whatever I wanted without thinking about anything. Including the consequences.

I actually wouldn't party intending to finding a sexual partner. I would also never kiss a stranger. And definitely, I would never flirt uncontrollably like this.

However, while sitting in front of Leopold, I let his gaze roam over my body. I realized that there was a part of me that I had always kept quiet about, now rebelling to escape.

"How can I forget you?" Leopold raised one thick eyebrow with a faint smile that managed to make my heart race.

I used this moment to scrutinize Leopold's figure. The sunset light was beautifully lit, so I could examine him clearly.

From behind the dim light last night, I knew he was handsome. Leopold also had a tall, muscular body. He also had a sharp gaze that was hypnotizing.

His tan skin stood out even more due to the white T-shirt he was wearing. I had to hold my breath as Leopold uncapped the bottle, letting the muscles of his arms twitch. Plus, as he downed the drink from the bottle, I couldn't take my eyes off his Adam's apple before moving up and down.

This time, I really saw the correct color of his eyes. His bright blue eyes twinkled mischievously at me, seductively. Leopold had thick eyebrows that made his gaze even sharper. His black hair was slightly curly and slightly long, and the ends touched his nape.

If Leopold becomes a model, accidents may occur as women lose control when they see his billboard. Especially if he was shirtless. I'm sure anyone would stop to admire one beauty of God's creation.

"Checking me out?" He pointed at himself and smiled, amused.

I felt ashamed when I got caught looking it up. Yet, I did the contrary. I deliberately propped my hand under my chin and leaned my body over the table.

This is the first time I've done something crazy like this. But never mind. "Yes... your good looks are for nothing if you don't enjoy your vacation in Monaco."

Leopold drew a faint smile. "Who else has fallen victim to your baseless psychological analysis here?"

I chuckled as I recalled the psychological analysis I did last night. "No one yet, because no one here has a miserable look on their face," I said.

He snorted. "Do you think I look so miserable?"

"Even from a few meters away, I can pick up on your implied message," I retorted as I tucked my hair behind my ear.

"Implied message?" Leopold muttered, and his eyes searched me again.

I tried hard to control myself so as not to look obviously interested in him. "Your eyes seem to be saying to ask for my help."

Leopold gave me a flat look at once. "You're totally wrong. Let me guess, no one can catch the implied message you're conveying; that's why you approached me."

I shrugged, indifferent. "I'm not sending you an implied message."

"Oh yes, you will," Leopold replied firmly.

I tilted my head to the left while looking at him intensely. "Let's just say your analysis is correct. So, what message am I trying to convey to you?"

Leopold clasped his hands on the table. He leaned in until the remaining distance was quite thin. "Your amber eyes seem to carry a message like this: 'I'm very heartbroken; please someone get me out of here'. My words are true, right?"

I snorted, not agreeing with Leopold's accusation at all. But, at the bottom of my heart, I laughed it off. Clearly, his accusation had some truth to it.

"Why did you kiss me last night?" I asked curiously.

"Please... you asked me to kiss you," he replies after taking a sip of his drink.

My forehead furrowed, trying to dig up a glimpse of last night. "When did I ask you for a kiss?"

With a faint smile on his lips, Leopold looked at me sharply. "From the way you look at me by always looking at my lips, that means you asked me to kiss you."

Suddenly, I patted his arm, causing Leopold to burst out laughing. I felt like drowning myself in the ocean to make this embarrassment go away.

"You should see your face," he said, pointing at me.

I didn't need a mirror to see my face, which was definitely red. I recognized the truth behind Leopold's words. I recalled gazing at his lips last night, possibly revealing the longing in my heart. That thought made me look away, not wanting Leopold to see what was on my face.

I want him.

***

Leopold and I decided to take an afternoon walk on the beach. I ignored Eloise and Renesmee's curious looks as I left the Lavarette Beach café with a stranger.

"How long are you married?" I asked softly.

Leopold walked beside me. Now and then, his feet kicked the sand. If he felt my question was too personal, he had every right not to answer. No big deal.

"Four years," he answered briefly.

Unexpectedly, Leopold answered the sensitive question.

"Where did you meet your ex-wife?" I asked again. I don't know what made me curious to pry further into his life.

"I know her from my friend," he replied quickly.

I patted him lightly on the arm. "Seriously?"

He nodded quickly, accompanied by a light laugh. "Yes, seriously. We met when my friend invited her to a party."

"Love at first sight?" I asked again, wanting to know more about him.

Leopold growled. "Unpopular opinion, but for me, it was the biggest bullshit. It takes time to fall in love. So it's either lust at first sight or just infatuation."

"She must be pretty, right? Until she makes you lust at first sight." I focused my gaze on him. We were currently standing facing each other with a view of the beach and the golden light of the sunset.

Leopold didn't answer, but I could see a faint smile on his face.

"Sex on the first date too," I continued to guess the storyline of his love story.

Leopold looked at me intensely, with one eyebrow raised. Then he took another step, and I followed him by walking beside him.

"You kissed me when we're practically strangers." My words brought a big smile to his face.

He was still silent, making me a little annoyed to be in this situation.

I stared at the side of Leopold's face. "You're okay with one-night stand and fuckboy behavior, right?"

"I was. But I stopped doing things like that a long time ago." He laughed crisply, which surprised me and made my cheeks feel hot. Shit! His charm was messing with my common sense even more.

I chuckled and gave him a scornful look. "Oh... really? Your answer is really not convincing."

Leopold stopped abruptly, causing me to stop my steps. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and deliberately lowered his body to reach my height. If he meant to threaten and intimidate, then he succeeded. His sharp gaze made my legs suddenly weak like jelly.

"If I were still the way I used to be, you wouldn't be able to go for a walk now. You're exhausted after our intense night together," he replied firmly, with a low growl.

Suddenly, my body felt feverish as my blood raced as soon as I heard his words. My sensitive area twitched just hearing his sensual threat. I remained calm in front of Leopold despite his passionate gestures. "How great is your manhood?"

Leopold gave a faint smile. "If only you knew. You'd be begging for this."

Leopold casually rubbed the bulging center of his pants and gave it a light squeeze.

I followed his hand movements, and my eyes widened at the sight of his behavior. Especially when Leopold didn't immediately, let go of his hand. His grip only outlined his cock, visible through the white shorts he wore.

"Serena, watch your face. How badly do you want to have sex with me?" Leopold laughed so hard that I exploded and threw a fist at his arm.

"I've never had a one-night stand with a stranger before." The confession slipped free from my lips.

Leopold took a step closer to me, as if to let me know that he was listening.

"I've always been serious when dating. That's why every time I break up, I'm devastated," I continued.

Before I got together with that asshole, I dated my college classmate for four years. He was my first boyfriend, and I always believed he was my soul mate. But, my first love ended our relationship due to time constraints caused by his career focus.

Until Jason came into my life. It turns out that I can fall in love again. And I was heartbroken again until I cried for 60 days.

"I've had my heart broken twice. One of my bucket lists is to enjoy life. I would rather not fall in love right away, let alone date. I want to do what I've never done before," I continued.

"Including a one-night stand?" asked Leopold. His thick aura of dominance made it impossible for me to dodge. After spending the afternoon with him, the wish list couldn't leave my mind.

I let out a long breath and inched closer to Leopold. "Sex with me," I whispered.

Leopold did not make any gesture, as if my words had no effect on him. He stood straight as a wall, and his face looked very flat.

"You're right, because now I've begged to feel your cock. So, sex with me?" I repeated my request again, this time in a voice that I made sensual.

Leopold studied me as if searching for something. "Why?"

On paper, Leopold would be the perfect one-night stand partner. He's experienced and certainly won't cause any problems if he spends the night with me. That's what I need so that no drama follows later on.

"First, I want to experience the thrill of a one-night stand. Second, we're strangers. And third, you see this as just a quickie." I gave an argument to answer his question.

Leopold grinned, and once again he scrutinized my body from head to toe. He stared at me for a long time before he finally opened his mouth. "This is only for one night. No call. No text. Okay?"

"Yes, agreed," I replied quickly, as if without any burden.

"So?" The flash of passion in Leopold's bright blue eyes had me trapped in his overwhelming charm.

Once again, I nodded quickly in agreement. "Sex with me, Leopold."