Deep down desire

by boleynia

Cielmine, a 15 years old girl, is torn bettween the desire of her past intimate lover and the romance drama of her own life. she can't forget the one who she is deeply loved but the school popular "prince" desire her, and her half brother begin to reveal his sinful but passionate love for her.but when the intimate lover of the past comes back, will she still fall for him ?

1. Chapter 1

Deep down desire

Chapter 1: summer time's lemon

"You will be mine," he said, his lip curved with a sly smile.

"…" I didn't say anything, only looking in his dark eyes, I feel like looking into a deep pond of water, and I feel my heart had already sunk into it.

My face had betrayed me, it is now full of wiliness and desire, he smiled when he notice that, slowly he bend his head down. I think he is teasing me, because when he bend his head down he grinned and move very slow, almost too slow to let his lip touches mine.

One light kiss.

Another light kiss. He chuckled when he saw my face flushed with shyness.

I think he must be teasing me, actually I feel a little insult, because the kisses he gives me not even can count as real kisses, they are simplely just lip slightly touch mine, I don't even really can feel the warmth of his lip .

But to my surprise, he kiss me again, I can feel his tongue moves inside my mouth, hot with desire. It is an extraordinary sensation; his kiss is gentle but intrusive at the same time.

It is too much for me, I feel my heart beating so fast that I think I can almost die.

Deeeehhhhh-

The alarm clock ranged, I sat up on my bed, feel a little disappointed that all of that was a dream. But the sensation of the dream is so real and I can still feel my heart beating at the thought of it. I huddle my blanket around me, pretend that I was still in my dream, with his arm around my waist. But unfortunately, I have no time for daydreaming.

"Cielmine! Hurry up or you will be late for school bus!" my brother Anthony yelled.

Yep. My name is cielmine, ha ha; a rather strange name isn't it. My original name was sielmin, a name that my mother says it means "summer time's lemon". However, sielmin would be too weird, so my father changes it to cielmine, so it would sounds like an actual name.

I put on my white skirt and creamy shirt, when I went down stairs, Anthony already had everything prepared for me. Breakfast, lunch box al l is ready. Sometimes I feel I'm very lucky to have a brother, even though he is only a half blood related brother. But I like being loved and spoiled as a little sister. Especially by a handsome and responsible brother.

"I have to go to the bus stop now, I going to be late!" I said, after finishing chewing the last bite of my sandwich.

Anthony didn't say anything but pick up my backpack for me and gentlely put it on my shoulder.

"You don't have to be so rush" Anthony said, "I just got my driver's license last month and I can drive you to school."

I hesitate, although I want to ride the school bus so I can meet my best friend heather and tell her about the dream, but I seem to melt under Anthony's tenderness.

"Ok, you can drive me" I said,

He gives me a boyish smile as my reward. And I smile back.

Sometimes I think my life is too complicated for a 15 years old girl. Having Brian Denver chasing me at school, having a gentle handsome half brother care for at home. And having an intimate lover who is far away and only smile at me in my dream.

But somehow, I feel like a lemon, sour lemon. He, the one who only smile at me in my dream , probably don't even care about me, he is now far away and I don't even know we have a chance to meet again, maybe I can't see him again for the rest of my life . I moved to this place a year ago, I wonder where he is now, is he still in that small town…

Will we meet again?

When the car stopped at the school parking lot , I turn my head and look at Anthony, who is smiling back at me, he squeezed my cheek as he usually do , but this time, he plant a kiss on my forehead.

The kiss can pass for a brotherly kiss , there is nothing wrong with it, but there are something in Anthony 's eyes made my heart feel a little scared, he look at me with gentle gaze, mixed with desire , the kind of gaze that is supposed for lover not for sister.

"I wish you a good school day," he said softly.

I get out of the car, turning my head to say good-bye. But I feel a little scared of facing him now. I like being loved and spoiled by him, I want to being loved by him as a little sister, not something else. I feel like living inside a romance fiction, if I really am, then I want to punch the author on the face.