As I followed Ryurik through the endless corridors, my heart racing with every step, I couldn't bring myself to look up at him. My cheeks burned with a furious blush, and I felt like I was going to spontaneously combust at any moment. I had never felt so embarrassed in my life.
Ryurik's broad shoulders moved effortlessly as he walked, his long strides forcing me to hurry to keep up.
I trailed behind him, my eyes fixed on the floor, my mind a jumbled mess, he was really a sight for sore eyes, clutching on that wall, his eyes closed while soft, sexual groans poured out of his lips as he with one hand massaged the head of that girl.
And damn that trunk in between his legs, I scolded myself realizing these dirty thoughts were only making me blush harder.
I tried to recall a fun memory, something, anything to pull my mind away from the gutters when my eyes caught ornate doors and lavish artwork, the opulence of the surroundings only serving to heighten my sense of unease.
Anyone who believes money isn't the source of happiness has clearly never been broke.
It took everything in me to restrain my hands from trying to touch and ogle at everything.
I felt like an intruder, a trespasser in a world that wasn't mine.
As we turned a corner, Ryurik stopped and turned to face me. I kept my eyes down, unable to meet his gaze. "Alek is in here," he said, his voice low and smooth.
I nodded, still not looking up. "Thank you," I muttered, my voice barely audible.
Ryurik's eyes lingered on me for a moment, and I could sense his curiosity, but he didn't say a word, he simply walked to Alek and clapped his back wishing him a good morning.
As he approached Alek, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I felt like I was going to collapse, my legs trembling beneath me. I took a another deep breath and walked closer to Alek, praying he doesn't flip out on me for wearing his shirt.
Now on second thoughts, I should have just gone with my dirty clothes, this shirt looked dry cleaned, not even a single wrinkle or crease.
Just because it looked too inviting doesn't mean I should have worn it. I was really proving the "give the girl an inch and she'll take a mile" saying or something of that sort, I thought disappointed at my self.
At this point if Aleksandr flips out, it is well deserved. I decide to put an end to my overthinking and go show gratitude to the kind gentleman who did not just only save me from probably getting assaulted yesterday.
He went further to give me a place to stay for the night and the best way to show gratitude was not to stand here looking like an ungrateful asshole but to rather go say "Thank you".
As though the morning was not already going quiet, ehmmmnnn, unfavorably, tell me why I without thinking kissed Alek on the cheek.
Good morning, I said, trying to sound casual despite the flutter in my chest. Immediately I pulled back, my mind started spinning
whyyyyy? God can the ground just open up and swallow me up already? Emily what the hell is wrong with you?
Can I just disappear? Now I just had to go do this as though I didn't already have enough troubles on my plate, ughhhhh.
While I was still cursing myself out for that cringey behavior, I get a bright, Ahhh…ha I can finally save myself from this show of shame.
Mmm, something smells amazing, I quickly compliment Alek hoping it would divert his attention from the stunt I just pulled.
Learn ladies, learn, I call that killing two birds with one stone, truthfully what Alek was making smelt delicious and I successfully distracted him from the kiss, my shoulder puffed and I mentally gave myself a tap on the shoulder proud of myself for saving the day.
You know what, henceforth everyone shall now refer to me Captain Emi, on second thoughts that doesn't sound as cool as I thought it would be.
Do not fear, Wonder E is here to save the day, mhmmmm…. well we're still not there yet, but not to worry I'll figure a cool name soon.
Just when I began to rejoice at my victory, my stomach made the loudest growl ever known to mankind. I didn't know where to tuck my head in shame.
Yeah, bring back that shovel let's dig out my grave, it seems even the universe is against me today.
To crown my shame I heard the Monster trunk let out the most sexy, stay focus, stay focus girl.
hahahahahhahaahaha! Monster trunk laughed as he wiped tears from the sides of his eyes.
Ahhh, I'm dying over here! That was so funny he laughed uncontrollably. I took a peek at Alek and he just had this smile on his face.
The only thing I could do was force out an awkward "ha….ha....ha...ha", squeak, I was dying from shame.
I'm glad your hungry, Alek said, and I blushed further, yeah nice one stomach, you just had to inform everyone 9 miles away that I had not eaten in forty days and fourt nights.
I lifted my head as though I was one of those persons you see in a horror movie who is possessed and they are about to carry out an exorcism on, when I heard two words.
Now there if your wondering, girl stop being dramatic what two words can spontaneously change you from sane to possessed? Don't worry I'm going to let you in.
I heard in a commanding voice. Taste it, my eyes nearly bulged out of its sockets, I had to stop myself from cleaning my eyes and ears to ensure I wasn't dreaming.
Before me was Alek a spoon in his hand, with something he wanted me to taste, but damn the way he said it, he was practically growling, my knee weaken suddenly unable to bear my body's weight.
Entranced, I opened up my mouth letting the spoon slide in, damn not only was this man breathtaking, and when I say breathtaking I meant the kind that would have you on your knees begging for him to spank your ass until it's blood red, he was also such a wonderful cook.
I have heard of meals tasting heavenly, and I'm glad I finally got the opportunity to experience it.
I couldn't help but compliment, this is so good Alek, I didn't peg you to be a such a good cook.
My angel I'm talented in many thing, and I don't mind showing you my talents, he said it with an undertone that suggests we were no longer talking about talents or dare I say we never were.
While I was still trying to put myself together and shut down the slut, my lips are ravaged and when I say ravaged I mean, Ra-va-g-edddd.
His tongue slid into my mouth, he was fucking my mouth with his tongue, he dominated me, sucking away like his life was tied to it, like he never wanted to stop, my head was a mess, every stroke of his tongue went directly to my clit, I was trembling and in that moment he owned me.