Love on the Run: Adaora

Floor Talk

Meilen Zurich Lake Aurick' house, his kitchen floor

Adaora

- Where do you live?

A simple yet complicated question to answer. Do I tell Aurick the truth? Can I trust him? My gut says no. He is too handsome, too tall, too blond, too lovely...too rich too apparently. Relying on people on their looks did not benefit much to me so far. But what choice do I have? Nowhere to go, no money.

- Are you in trouble with the law? Aurick asked again.

Another complicated question. Felicia got me a Schengen visa in 72 hours; it could be a fake one. That would make me her accomplice.

- I don't either how to answer this question, I replied

He looked at me with his piercing ice-blue eyes, apparently perplexed by my answers. I think I have never been this close to someone this handsome. He reminds me of the actor playing Captain America in the Marvel movies.

It is challenging to compose a calm attitude when I am only dressed in a t-shirt, sitting on my heels. The way he looks at me does not help either.

- The truth is that I have nowhere to go and nobody to call to inform about my safety.

He remained silent, waiting for me to give more details. The words started running out of my mouth. I told him everything: my father's cancer, my distress after my mother's passing. The debts I inherited. Madam Felicia role in my relocation to Switzerland and finally about Cassius and the Penguin.

I realized tears were running on my cheeks when he reached out to wipe them. His act of kindness completed opening the dam. I burst into tears.

I can't stop crying. It is so embarrassing to weep like this in front of a perfect stranger, but I could not stop. I did not cry at my father's funeral, neither did I at my mother'. There was too much to do.

But now, sitting on the kitchen floor of this empty house, I feel the heavyweight of my grief, my loneliness.

Aurick gently took me in his arms. I instinctively nestled my head in the hollow of his shoulder. The tear flood decreased to stop, leaving me emotionally drained finally.

I decided to leave the cocoon of Aurick' arms to run and hide in one of the empty rooms to hide my shame. His gaze stopped me in my motion. He had an intense look. He grabbed my neck and slowly bent towards me.

Instinctively I knew he wanted to kiss me. I could easily get out of his grip if I wanted. But I don't. I want to be kissed by him. My lips are tingling with anticipation.

Aurick began to loot the corner of my mouth. I closed my eyes to experience all the sensations provoked by his touch, his smell. His second hand migrated towards my waist to bring me close to him if possible. With this proximity, I could not ignore the evidence of his desire. He finally covered my lips with his; his tongue found its way into my mouth, exploring, tasting, devouring.

Goodness gracious, I feel like I was set on fire, and somebody poured a bucket of cold water on me. The sensation of hot and cold was rhythmed by the movements of his tongue.

When I thought it could not get better, his hand moved from my waist to my chest. He found a n****e, started playing with it. The blazing fire running in my veins seems to be concentrated between my legs, creating a need.

I also want to touch Aurick. My hands find their way on his back, under his t-shirt, his steal abs. I didn't know what to do, so I decided to mimic his moves. When I rubbed my thumb on one of his n*****s, I was rewarded with a moan.

Aurick brutally interrupted our kiss; he picked me up and carried me towards the hallway leading to the bedrooms before I could protest.

- We can try the kitchen floor another time. For our first time together, I want you in my bed.

His words gradually drilled into the fog of desire surrounding me—bed, first time together.

- NO!!!

Surprised by the violence of my reaction, he dropped me.

He looked at me puzzled at first, then smiled

- You are right. We don't have enough time to do things correctly. Listen, you can stay here as long as you like. I will make some calls to provide you with everything you need. No, it would be best if you had clothes, shoes- he said as I wanted to protest. And Adaora, I want you madly, but I don't pay for s*x. If we sleep together, it will be because we both want it. I would help you anyway. Now I have to go to work.