Chapter 7: An Unexpected Visitor

(Ella's POV)

What was I thinking when I agreed to Eugene's proposition, I thought as I sat through another boring science lecture. The truth was I knew I couldn't say no, because I am very much into him. And it seems clear to him, there was no point of denying the attraction. But I am afraid to get to know him, I didn't want to risk the chance of getting hurt. It is now Wednesday, and I didn't have to go to Philosophy, and it felt uneasy. I wished he didn't cancel class today, so I didn't have to wait until Friday to see his gorgeous face.

6:15pm, class finally came to an end, and I was drained. I didn't want to go to work, I wanted to go home and recline in front of the television, and pass out so that time can go by faster, so that Friday could come sooner. But I walked to the sports lounge and changed into my black uniform. Its okay, working will get my mind off Eugene. Wednesday nights are usually slow, with more of the older crowd, some students and some faculty staff. A few of the usual crowd came in for a late dinner. Some came to just hang out and have a drink. Occasionally, strangers do talk and get to know each other, but that normally happens on the weekend, when the lounge is transformed into a much more social gathering environment with a full bar and the tables in the centers would be removed so that it become a dancing area.

It was past 8pm, and was getting tired, standing behind the bar, I started to clean and organize the area, until a face I've been yearning to see appeared. He looked more matured, not in his casual cloths that I saw on Monday. He had on dark grey pants, matching grey vest, underneath was a white collar shirt, he looked tired but ecstatic holding his suit jacket over his shoulder.

"Hi," he said in his low sexy voice.

Stunned by his appearance out of the blue, it took me longer than normal to respond, "Hi…"

He walked over causally placing his jacket around the chair and took a seat. Sitting there in front of me was a godlike face of Eugene Matthews. "I would like a glass of brandy on the rocks," he said.

"Oh sure," I reply, "I thought you had some business matter to cover today."

"Yes, I did indeed, but to be honest with you, I could hardly wait until Friday to see your beautiful face, especially when you blush just like you are doing now."

I cover my face with my hands, and felt that burning sensation that I felt with his straightforward and unswerving words.

"Yes, you do have that power over me, you make me blush, but I'm sure your charm works with most girls."

"Oh Ella, but I don't care about any other girls, the way you look even when you make your witty remakes turns me on more than anything."

"I'm sure that's how you get them into your bed, with the words that you spoke so soon to a girl you barely met."

"You are different, and I'm not the playboy that you think I am."

"And I'm not an easy girl that you could easily charm."

He leaned forward to where I was standing, and although there is a bar between us, I could feel the electricity between us, he leaned more, his nose almost touching mine. Tilting his head he whispered into my ear, giving me goose bumps that appeared on my face, "I know you aren't easy, you are different, and I want to get to know you." Taking a deep breath I inhale, he continues, "And I love the sweet natural scent that you carry."

This man that I barely met had entered my mind and body, when he is this close to me, I want more, I wanted those delicious lips that were whispering to my ears to move along my neck and slowly making its way to my lips. I know he wanted to kiss me as he jerked back to face me, but I knew if I go back to kissing him like I did in his office, I wouldn't be able to just run out again. And I was scared knowing and feeling the urge to kiss and be kissed by him.

I wanted to take my mind back to reality and push those desires away, "We are about to close soon, and do you need anything else."

"Why do you always repeal to me, I know you like me. I could feel it."

"Because you are not good for me."

He looked dumbfounded, of course he would be, he's handsome, successful, I am just a poor average college student, why would he not be good enough for me.

"Let me try, I'll prove you wrong."

"I'm too broken, you can't fix me, you being in my life will only make me more unfixable. More fragile."

He looked confused, and I can't believe I just told him that, I never said that to anyone. If someone did try to hit on me, I would just ignored them or lie that I was already taken to get them off my shoulder. But with Eugene, I was being honest.

"No one is perfect, don't forget you already said you will give me a chance this Friday."

"I did, but I'm just warning you now…we are closing."

"That's fine, I can wait outside for you, please let me take you home, my car is just outside."

"I live on campus currently, I don't think I need a ride in your car. Walking is perfectly fine."

"That sounds good too, let me walk with you."

Before I could reject him, he was already standing up, winked at me, and then walked away.

I found Eugene waiting beside his Ferrari, with his hands in his pocket, he was studying me as I walked toward him.

"Nice car," I said.

"Nice hair," he replied as his hand gently touched my long hair. "I like your hair down, you look dazzling."

"Thanks," I replied shyly as I stare at the ground feeling quite nervous from his compliments.

"Shall we start walking?" he asked.

"Yes, I live in the East dorms." Before I could even direct him to take the right path, he grabbed me with his hands, and held it with his powerful yet assuring hands. I didn't reject them, because I felt completely safe in his hands. We walked hands together the whole time, I would occasionally blink and attempt to look up to see his face.

We reached the doorstep of my dorm rather fast. Normally, I didn't enjoy walking home after work, campus is huge, and the walk could take more than 25 minutes if I was walking slowly. And we were walking very slowly, I was enjoying his company, and it felt nice to feel this way.

"What are you thinking of," he asked.

"That tomorrow is Thursday."

"Yes, and the next day is Friday, and you will see me again, right?" he asked with nervousness in his voice.

"I did agree on it," I said fluttering my lashes.

"I enjoy holding your hands Ella, and most of all I enjoy doing this," he demonstrated with his lips by giving me sweet peck at the corner of my lips. This is taunting!

I want more than just a peck, and I didn't know what got into me, but before he could let go of me, I reach for his head and holding onto his fine hair with my fingers, I pull him into me and I let myself go, I kissed him. He returned my kiss with his demanding tongue, confirming to me that he had been wanting this as badly as I.

His hands are around my waist, while mine were still holding on to his head, his kisses are deeper and more intense. I felt his arms pushing my body closer into his. As we kissed, I could feel his hard erection had emerged. It was grinding against my lower abdominal region, and I let my hip swing back and forth with his movement.

He stopped but his lips still very near to mine, "Oh Ella, you don't know how much I want you." And he continues to devour my mouth with his sucking tongue.

I could do this forever, kissing him, and feeling his body longing needs for mine. But I know that I have to stop what we were doing; I can't let my body's urge take over my mind. I pulled away, "I'll see you on Friday."


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