one another, her arms around him, his around her, pulling her close, I felt colour flood my cheeks and I turned away, suddenly embarrassed, meeting Lucian’s eyes. I could see a fire burning in them and his nostrils flared, his hand shifting restlessly on his knee.
Despite my embarrassment at the obvious and very public display of affection between Fabian and the woman who must be his wife, I found myself unable to look away. My breathing quickened, my heart rate increased and I felt my nipples harden and push against the cotton t-shirt I wore with my jeans. A strange sensation started low in my stomach and speared down between my legs making me feel hot and achy but for what, I wasn’t sure.
I tore my eyes from the passionate couple in front of me and turned to Lucian. He was watching me, his eyes burning with a heat that was almost scorching me as his gaze travelled over my face and down the front of me. He stared at my breasts where the nipples pushed up hard and clearly visible beneath my clothing, and then down to where I clutched my hands together in my lap, unsure of what to do next, or how to deal with these strange feelings flooding my body.
He reached out, his finger tracing my bottom lip and I sat there unable to move, my breathing quickening. Slowly he touched me, moving over my chin and down my neck, pausing where the pulse beat frantically. I saw his eyes lift to mine again as his fingers moved back and forth over that little tell-tale sign that I was nowhere near as calm as I was pretending to be. With every touch, my skin tingled and I whimpered, scared of these feelings that were running rampant through my body and unsure what to do next.
I watched as Lucian’s head came towards me, his eyes on mine and just as he reached me, his lips a hair’s breadth from mine, I heard someone clear their throat. I panicked and lunged back, the moment lost as my head whipped around to where I’d heard the sound.
My wide eyes landed on Fabian who was watching us closely, the tiny woman by his side, focused just as intently. I heard a soft groan from Lucian, just the tiniest of sounds, little more than a sigh under his breath and my eyes turned to him again seeing the frustration and disappointment in his gaze.
“Sirene, this is Lucian’s friend from across the road, Arissa and Arissa this is my beauty Sirene.” Fabian said, smiling at the woman by his side and I stared at them trying to imagine what it would be like to have a man who loved me like he obviously did. His eyes lit with something, they seemed to glow, to heat with some kind of fire every time he glanced down at the tiny woman by his side.
I managed to mumble some kind of nervous response but I did feel a little less intimidated when Sirene smiled warmly at me. “So you are the woman that has our dear Lucian in a state? I hope you’re here to accept his invitation to go out with him on Saturday night? I fear for the boy’s heart if you’re here to turn him down.”
I looked up into Sirene’s smiling face and felt myself relaxing a tiny bit. She seemed nice, kind and she was smiling at me. “I…I’ve already told Lucian I will go with him on Saturday night. I came to tell him that and to thank him for the things he sent for me.” I said, my voice quavering slightly.
“Things? What things?” Fabian’s eyes turned to Lucian and I watched him squirm. It would seem no one else knew about the dress he’d sent me and suddenly I felt worried that I had said and done the wrong thing.
“I sent Arissa a dress and shoes for Saturday since she doesn’t own anything suitable to wear out.” He said and when his eyes met Fabian’s I thought I could see a hint of defiance in them.
“How very noble of you my son.” Fabian’s eyes shifted to me. “So you are going to accompany Lucian? How nice of you to come and tell him so he didn’t spend another night frustrated.”
“That wasn’t the only reason for Arissa’s visit father, as she just
Despite my embarrassment at the obvious and very public display of affection between Fabian and the woman who must be his wife, I found myself unable to look away. My breathing quickened, my heart rate increased and I felt my nipples harden and push against the cotton t-shirt I wore with my jeans. A strange sensation started low in my stomach and speared down between my legs making me feel hot and achy but for what, I wasn’t sure.
I tore my eyes from the passionate couple in front of me and turned to Lucian. He was watching me, his eyes burning with a heat that was almost scorching me as his gaze travelled over my face and down the front of me. He stared at my breasts where the nipples pushed up hard and clearly visible beneath my clothing, and then down to where I clutched my hands together in my lap, unsure of what to do next, or how to deal with these strange feelings flooding my body.
He reached out, his finger tracing my bottom lip and I sat there unable to move, my breathing quickening. Slowly he touched me, moving over my chin and down my neck, pausing where the pulse beat frantically. I saw his eyes lift to mine again as his fingers moved back and forth over that little tell-tale sign that I was nowhere near as calm as I was pretending to be. With every touch, my skin tingled and I whimpered, scared of these feelings that were running rampant through my body and unsure what to do next.
I watched as Lucian’s head came towards me, his eyes on mine and just as he reached me, his lips a hair’s breadth from mine, I heard someone clear their throat. I panicked and lunged back, the moment lost as my head whipped around to where I’d heard the sound.
My wide eyes landed on Fabian who was watching us closely, the tiny woman by his side, focused just as intently. I heard a soft groan from Lucian, just the tiniest of sounds, little more than a sigh under his breath and my eyes turned to him again seeing the frustration and disappointment in his gaze.
“Sirene, this is Lucian’s friend from across the road, Arissa and Arissa this is my beauty Sirene.” Fabian said, smiling at the woman by his side and I stared at them trying to imagine what it would be like to have a man who loved me like he obviously did. His eyes lit with something, they seemed to glow, to heat with some kind of fire every time he glanced down at the tiny woman by his side.
I managed to mumble some kind of nervous response but I did feel a little less intimidated when Sirene smiled warmly at me. “So you are the woman that has our dear Lucian in a state? I hope you’re here to accept his invitation to go out with him on Saturday night? I fear for the boy’s heart if you’re here to turn him down.”
I looked up into Sirene’s smiling face and felt myself relaxing a tiny bit. She seemed nice, kind and she was smiling at me. “I…I’ve already told Lucian I will go with him on Saturday night. I came to tell him that and to thank him for the things he sent for me.” I said, my voice quavering slightly.
“Things? What things?” Fabian’s eyes turned to Lucian and I watched him squirm. It would seem no one else knew about the dress he’d sent me and suddenly I felt worried that I had said and done the wrong thing.
“I sent Arissa a dress and shoes for Saturday since she doesn’t own anything suitable to wear out.” He said and when his eyes met Fabian’s I thought I could see a hint of defiance in them.
“How very noble of you my son.” Fabian’s eyes shifted to me. “So you are going to accompany Lucian? How nice of you to come and tell him so he didn’t spend another night frustrated.”
“That wasn’t the only reason for Arissa’s visit father, as she just
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