Page 131 of Eyes Like Angel
Her breath, her touches, her reciprocated kisses…all belonged to me. My lips tainted with hers. I marked her!
I mentally listed a tasteful wonders that benefit for my lips as I languid moistened and mingled her soul to mine—her sincere gratitude, her voice, her breathy moans, her hand entangled to mine, all those days and weeks of avoidance and fearful confrontation from my parents, from Bjorn, from Emily and Romano, all dwindled. Fear is defeated and my happiness flowed, not a care in the world but to gratify the wishes and imagined circumstances with Eva.
All mine.
Setting my leg over the bed, I caged her in, my body weighing down on her, my tongue shoved down in her mouth and she took it without protest. Her warm tongue mingled with me, as I grew hot and heavy, the skin on my back scorched,unable to maintain composure, unable to let her go, growing thirstier. Fingers tangling with hers, the heart machine sped her heartbeat a little and the balminess on her face grown warmer, redder and sheepish. My eyes wouldn’t avert from glimpsing Eva time to time. Her sheepish eyes averted, as I found myself amused at her reaction from a slight touch—my touch.
Slowly, Eva’s the old burnt scars of her hands settled on my waist, raising it up around my neck, latching hand-to-hand.
Smiling at her attempts to pull me in, she has won my heart over, as my lips found its way to meet hers fervently. Tasting her was like tasting water, my hunger sated and my head settled in peace.
My hand slithered all the way under her blue hospital gown, the plains of her flat belly was smooth and cold. My breath ragged as my fingers kneaded on her left breast, circulating the motions, emitting a sound released from her lips, throwing her head slightly at my cold touch. Nibbling on her earlobe, I let out a passionate moan in her ear.
The bulge inside my trousers hardened, and bucked my dick against her wet folds.
Eva clung to me tighter, cheeks flush deeper, like my fantasies came true.
An addiction fueled me for a greater ambition and sprung an idea, like I’ve been waiting this moment my entire life.
“I can’t get enough of you, sweet angel,” I whispered, lovingly traced her skin. “I can’t stop thinking about you and your emerald eyes.”
Every time I looked into her eyes, I swore I saw the ruins of heaven and earth.
I breathed heavily at a close proximity, slow kisses turned sloppy and passionate, hot and heavy, like our breaths constricted, heaving for air.
“I can’t stay away from you,” I added. “The prayers coming from your lips, your sinful lips. Everything you do and say will always be here with me in my heart, my mind, my greedy mind. I’m greedy and selfish, but for you,” I pressed my lips to hers, trail of saliva stick between our hungry lips, “I’m selfless.”
I pulled away; the stringed saliva broke, and lifted my shirt off, once I undressed my jacket.
Eva’s eyes widened. “Are we doing it here, Adrian?”
“Sorry, sweet angel,” I said thoughtfully, “this is the only way for my mind to be sated for tonight. Let the angels watch us, the devils, too, or God. Either way, I don’t care anything else but you.”
As Eva’s hands trailed forward, a heavy knock pounded on the door.
Ah, shit.
Fuck him and his stupid interruptions!
I got off the bed, watching the doctor coming in.
The doctor delivered a strong medication with two large capsules for Eva. One is white, the other is orange.
“This is what she’ll take for the next couple of hours. The pain won’t go away unless she drinks it,” he instructed with a tiny plastic cup handled in his fingers.
I hesitantly took the medications. “So, how many hours each?” I asked, scanning the pills.
“Every four hours. She has to drink the white capsule first, then the orange. She has to eat a meal beforehand and I highly recommended for her to drink water. Based on the blood test we did, her health was unlikely fine.”
“Are there any nutrition she has to eat?”
“A hearty meal would be the first,” the doctor recommended. “Then fruits and vegetables. Normally a fast food would do a trick to gain her normal weight fast, but taking small steps with healthier diet would be my main priority. Some fruitsand vegetables contains in sodium and sugar. She needed her energy and a sustainable diet back.”
Nodded, I mentally took notes on the doctor’s suggestions seriously.
“Is that all?”
“No, that’s about it. She has to eat, drink plenty of water and a shower. If she wants to heal, she has to be clean. Sometimes leaving her in a bad condition with her purple bruises and fresh cuts and scars would cause worsen the damage, and we don’t want that. Have a good night, Mr. Rivers.”
