AN:
A little longer chapter than I've done so far. Enjoy.
Chapter 4
On the second full day of the eclipse Aura once again woke to the smell of bacon and coffee. She checked the clock and saw it was almost seven am. Knowing she'd have to get up eventually Aura made her way out of bed and into the her large bathroom. She shut and locked the bathroom door feeling silly but not wanting to take any chances.
She turned the shower on and undressed. After the water was heated to the right temperature she got in and let the water wash over her. Once her muscles were nice and warm she began the task of washing her long, thick hair. She then moved on to washing her body. As her soapy hands ran across her body she couldn't help but feel a little turned on. Especially as her hands caressed her beast. It had been too long since she'd relieved herself. With Riddick in the house it seemed like a little self love was bound to happen sooner than later. And probably more often that usual too.
As Aura's left hand pulled at her nipples, she let her right hand slowly travel down her soft, wet skin to her core. Her fingers slipped between her folds and she stroked from her the bundle of nerves at the top to the bottom of her slit and back up again. She felt it through out her whole body. She wondered what Riddick's rough, long fingers would feel like rubbing her sensitive nub.
She knew her body well and knew just how to circle her clit a few times before flicking and slightly pinching it ever so lightly. She pictured Riddick in the shower with her, facing her but not touching. He would be standing there, water cascading down his body, dripping from his firm pecks, his bottom lip between his teeth while he stroked himself and watched Aura's self exploration. She felt her breath quicken and her skin cover in goose bumps. Her core tightened as one hand circled quicker and the other pulled harder. She could imagine Riddick's hand pick up pace to match her tempo and almost hear him groan as she felt herself climax. She shuddered and leaned against the shower wall to regain her breath. She hadn't realized how tense she had been till after she'd come down from her high and felt her muscles relax.
Riddick was really starting to get under her skin. She wasn't sure if she'd be able to resist if he made a move anymore. Not that she thought he would. He certainly didn't seem to be affected by her in the same manor she was affected by him.
As the water began to cool, Aura shut it off and climbed out of the walk in shower. She made sure to dry herself well but decided against drying her hair with the blow dryer. It would take longer to dry naturally but she didn't want to spend the twenty minutes it took to blow dry it. She made sure to wring out as much moisture as she could with her towel before leaving it down. She dressed in her favorite purple pajama pants, a long sleeve shirt and warm socks before heading downstairs.
When Aura got to the kitchen she saw Riddick at the sink washing dishes. Placing both hands on her hips she said, "I thought I told you to rest."
Riddick turned his head in her direction and she could almost feel his touch as his eyes swept up and down her body. She felt her face flush. There wasn't anyway he could know what she had done or what she had imagined as she did it, could he? No. But the way he was smiling at her made her think maybe he did. And he did, well he had an idea. He could smell it in the air after she got out of the shower. She had brought the tangy smell with her into the kitchen. It was an erotic smell and he was enjoying the fruits of her labor, immensely.
She walked to stand next to him and opened the cabinet with the cups and took out a large mug for her coffee. As she pulled herself some he spoke, "I can't lay around anymore. One day was pushing it for me. And how am I to earn my keep when all I'm doing is watching TV while you are waiting on me hand and foot?"
"You're injured, Riddick. I won't have you over exerting yourself doing chores," Aura said.
"You can't make me rest. Might as well let me help out," he retorted.
Riddick wasn't the type to lie around on a good day. He was usually fighting to survive. Occasionally he was fighting to not die. He knew he wasn't completely healed yet, but his body could take a lot and healed faster than others. It always had. It had taken a great deal of will power to stay on the couch the day before. He knew there was no way he could do it again.
She huffed at him and made her way to the table to sit and have breakfast. Waiting for her was a plate of bacon, eggs and pancakes with a cup of warmed syrup next to her plate. She looked up at Riddick still standing next to the sink finishing up the dishes. He'd apparently had already eaten seeing as how only one plate was on the table and the kitchen was clean.
She picked up her tablet and scrolled through the news to see if there was any new information on Riddick or the search for him. She couldn't find anything new, just the same old stuff written by different news reporters. After finishing her eggs and bacon she moved on to her pancakes and couldn't believe how fluffy and delicious they were after her first bite. Riddick must have made them from scratch because she knew she didn't have any pancake mix. Her usually breakfast consist of a granola bar or a bowl of cereal.
When Riddick was done with the dishes he sat down at the table with her and asked, "So what do you have planned to do today?"
Still chewing she picked up her list and handed it to him. He scanned it and declared, "I can do the spilt boards on the stairs and the squeaky floor boards."
Aura's head snapped up and glared at him opening her mouth to say something and Riddick glared back warning her with his eyes that she wasn't going to win this battle. Her mouth snapped shut and she looked down at her plate. After chewing another amazing bite of pancakes she looked back at Riddick and said, "All I was going to say is that if you do the stairs we will be stuck downstairs for the day since it will need to be stained." She smiled when he just stared blankly back at her. She smirked at him, raising an eyebrow as if to say he didn't know what she was thinking. She was happy she'd caught him off guard. It made her feel better about his knowing looks when she'd first entered the kitchen.
"If I do that first, I can have it down early enough that it should be dry enough by this afternoon," he finally spoke. She had indeed taken him by surprise and it endeared her to him even more. He didn't like that.
She told him where he could find the lumber that she'd already had cut at the lumber supply store, the stain and anything else he'd need. She cleaned up her plate and went to get one of the boxes that held all the parts to a new bookshelf she wanted to put in the entry way for kick knacks and such. As she dragged it from near the back door to the living room to put it together Riddick stopped her and carried it to the middle of the living room. She started to scowl at him but stopped herself. If he felt like he could do it then who was she to tell him he couldn't.
She bent over and pushed the coffee table against the couch and felt his eyes on her ass. When she stood back up he didn't even have the decency to hide his grin.
Riddick wasn't a gentlemen, he knew that. And if she was going to bend over, he was going to enjoy the view.
"So, what happened to those stairs? How did you split two of them like that?" he asked curiously.
"When I got a new headboard for the guest bedroom I thought I could carry it up myself. It was really heavy and when I almost had it to the top I slipped. When I let go to catch myself the thing slide down the steps. The bottom leg caught on those two stairs then it flipped over and hit the front door. It messed up the door frame, the front door and the shutters," she explained. "I had to have the door and shutters taken care of before I could even think about the stairs. That was a few months ago."
He nodded and she began getting all the pieces out of the box to start her project. As he walked away to begin his own, she turned and asked him if he was ok with more lights on. She would need to be able to see the instructions and what she was doing. Only one of the two lamps in the living room were on and the lights above the kitchen sink.
He nodded and turned on the light switch on the wall as he walked out. The bright light hurt her eyes for a second until they could adjust. Over the last couple of days she hadn't been in a well light room and she was starting to enjoy the ambiance of low lighting.
After laying out all the pieces, Aura grabbed the remote for her small stereo and turned it to an oldies station but left the volume low. They both worked in silence with only the sounds of the radio and tools for the morning.
Riddick knew he could get it done quickly. It wasn't that hard a job. All he needed to do was remove the spilt boards, nail down the already cut ones and stain it. It wouldn't take long at all. However he could tell just how much time, effort and money Aura put into her home and he wanted to do it right for her. He would take his time and make sure it looked like her little accident with the heavy furniture never even happened.
About an hour and a half later Aura had the bookcase together she started to push it carefully across the wooden floor. She hadn't made it a foot before it was lifted up off the ground and she saw Riddick carrying it to the entry way.
"Where do you want it?" he asked.
She pointed to the wall beside the door opposite the control panel and side table. He easily set it in place and Aura smiled. She was proud of her accomplishment.
Riddick walked back to the stairs and Aura noticed that he was cleaning up. The stairs were fixed and she could see he'd already stained it. He'd even found her old box fan to help with the drying. She figured he was almost done when she'd smelt the stain earlier but hadn't really thought on it. She crossed her arms and studied him for a moment. The way his muscles in his back moved as he wiped his hands on the rag he held. The way his chest narrowed at his waist. But her favorite part of her view of his back was his ass. It wasn't too big or too small. She bite her lip and imagined how it would feel in her hands as she gripped it as he thrust into her. Aura moaned quietly, her thighs rubbed against each other and her nipples stood at attention. She realized she'd been staring at his ass for fair too long when he bent over to pick something up and then turned to look at her over his shoulder. He had a smirk on his face and Aura imminently blushed, having been caught.
"Thanks," she said sheepishly. "How does pizza sound for lunch?" she asked as she looked at her feet.
He stood and turned to face her. "Sounds good," he answered.
Aura hurried to the kitchen and started getting everything out to make homemade pizza. It was still a little early for lunch but she loved making her own crust. It would take some time for it to sit and proof before she could actually cook the pizza.
Her mother had taught her and her sister when they were young. She had many fond memories of flour fights and delicious, lumpy, odd shaped pizzas. Aura smiled at the thought of her mom and sister and started hunting for the ingredients she always kept on hand.
Aura decided to go ahead and make sauce as well. She always made a huge batch and would freeze whatever she didn't use to make lasagna later. After combining all the ingredients, she covered the dough to rest on the counter. She then put everything needed for the sauce in a large pot on the stove, set it to simmer and made her way into the living room.
Aura made sure to turn off the extra lights then sat on the couch to watch some TV before she had to finish the pizza. Riddick appeared in the kitchen, having put away the extra stain and tools, he stopped in the kitchen and got them drinks. He brought her a glass of tea and sat closer than usual but Aura pretended she not to notice.
"So, what else did you want done today?" Riddick asked then took a sip of tea. Aura watched as his lips left the glass and a drop of tea clung to his bottom lip. She was in a sex haze. She felt her body warm, her panties became moist and her tongue peek out to swipe her own bottom lip to mimic the way she wanted to do to him.
When she didn't answer after a few moments he chuckled darkly. He saw her pupils dilate and smelt her arousal. Riddick knew she wanted him and he wasn't planning on letting her get away. He just needed to wait for the right time to pounce. After setting his glass down on the coffee table he picked up her feet that were sitting next to him on the couch and pulled them into his lap. He began massaging her left foot and looked up at her shocked face. Her shock soon disappeared as he hit a spot that made her toes curl and her head fell back as she moaned. "Just wait till I get you in bed," he thought. He turned back to the TV and did his best to not let her feet touch his growing erection. If she touched him there, even on accident, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from taking her right then and there.
Aura melted under his touch. She couldn't even fathom how she'd handle it if he touched her in more intimate places if she was becoming jelly just from a foot massage. And try as she might she couldn't stop from making lewd noises. When the timer she'd set for the dough went off she groaned. She pulled away from him and went to the kitchen to make their lunch.
Aura busied herself in the kitchen making the pizza, storing the extra sauce and then cleaning up as it cooked so she could cool off. She knew she shouldn't let him touch her like that. She was only encouraging him. So she washed dishes, wiped down counters, swept, went over her to do list in head, thought about what needed to be done at work when she returned, anything that could keep her mind off the man in the next room.
Riddick found it humorous the way she tried to avoid him. He watched her, for once not getting caught doing it, and wondered how much longer she would battle herself over her attraction to him. He was getting impatient waiting for her to make up her mind. He knew she'd eventually give in. He would make sure of that. Yeah, he usually paid for a women's company, but he knew how to press the right buttons to get what he wanted. And to give them what they wanted. While at times she was hard to read, he was starting to get under her skin. So he'd sit and wait for her to come around.
When the timer went off again, she pulled out the hot pizza. She cut it and set the table to eat there. Aura couldn't possible eat sitting so closely to him. This way there would be a table between them and he couldn't reach out and touch her the way he tended to do when they sat together on the couch. She called him to eat and sat down.
As she ate she told Riddick she wanted to get the other two bookcases together after lunch. She usual spent her afternoons relaxing but thought, "Idle hands and all that." He just nodded and continued to eat.
Then once again there was silence. In the past the silence with others had been awkward. She would try to make small talk but she always found that boring. With Riddick it was nice. They didn't need to fill the time with useless words. She had never felt as comfortable with anyone as she did with him.
Riddick hated when people talked and talked and talked. He was glad Aura wasn't one of those people. The more he liked her the more he didn't like her. While he planned to fuck her, he didn't want to actually care her. The people he liked tended to die. Women had a tendency to get attached if they weren't being paid. He wasn't sure if she was the type to get emotional invested or not. She always seem to say and do things he least expected. Maybe she'd be down for no strings attached fling.
After lunch, she washed their plates and Riddick pulled the last two boxes into the living room for Aura. Then asked where the floorboards that needed nailing down where.
"There's a couple downstairs, one on the stairs and a few upstairs," she responded. He picked the hammer she had out and then reached into her tool bad and pulled out a small box of nails. He motioned for her to lead the way and she turned to walk into the hall that had the half bath. She pointed out the two floor boards and he knelt down to nail them in better so they wouldn't squeak anymore. She returned to the living room and began working on the next bookcase.
The second bookcase didn't take Aura nearly as long as the first time. She hardly even looked at the instructions. When she was almost finished she noticed she didn't hear any hammering sounds and wondered were Riddick was. She had heard him on the stairs earlier. He must have just skipped the two steps still drying to get to the other floorboards. Aura could easily skip one stair and with some effort might have gotten over two but she figured it wasn't worth the pulled muscle she'd likely have ended up with.
As she started to scoot the finished shelf toward the stairs Riddick reappeared in the living room. He finished moving the shelf to the end of the stairs for her then helped her work on the last bookcase.
Aura didn't even need the instructions the third time. With Riddick working on one side and her on the other it was done in no time at all. He moved it by the other and then moved the coffee table back to its original spot. Aura collected the trash and tools and put everything away.
It was mid afternoon and Aura decided they were finished for the afternoon. She knew there was still quite a bit to do on her list but what she really felt like was reading. She was almost done with her romance novel and knew if she started it now she could probably finish it before dinner.
Aura went into the kitchen and reached to grab a wine glass from the top shelf of the cabinet. Instead she managed to push it further back were she couldn't reach. She was about to turn and get her kitchen stool when she felt Riddick press himself flush against her back. He reached up and pulled out two wine glasses and placed them in front of her. He then leaned forward and inhaled her scent. Aura gasped.
"It's been a long time since I smelt beautiful," Riddick whispered into her left ear. His left hand came up and he gripped her hip firmly. She felt him move to her right ear then he whispered again, "So beautiful."
Aura swallowed and closed her eyes. She couldn't do anything but take in the feeling of his solid form against her back, his breath on her neck as he bent his head over her shoulder, and his strong hold on her hip that was starting to make her tingle in other places. Just as she was about to lean her head back against him, Riddick stepped away. She heard the refrigerator open as she stood completely still. Then he was back and she finally opened her eyes. His hand was back on her hip and he was pouring the last of the wine into the glasses in front of her. He placed the bottle down on the counter and picked up one of the glasses. Over her shoulder he took a drink and said, "Not bad, but I'm sure you taste better." Then he was gone.
Aura picked up her own glass and drank it all in three large gulps. Setting it back down, she took a deep breath then went back into the living room. Riddick was kneeling in front of her reading chair loading the wood burning stove. Aura curled up in the chair and picked up her book. Try as she might she couldn't concentrate on her book. What exactly was their little encounter just now in the kitchen about? The whole time he was there she felt like he couldn't possible be attracted to her. She was plain, she wore large comfortable and she wasn't going out of her way to flirt with him. Yet the way he pressed himself against her made her aware that he defiantly wanted her. Even if just on a physical level. If she let things go that far she would have to keep her emotions out of the equation, there was no way she could be in a relationship with him. He would be gone in a few days time. She was amazed with herself, was she really considering having sex with Riddick. Just the night before she was telling herself there was no way she could even entertain the idea. Now her she was, turned on and seriously thinking about making a move.
Riddick had moved to the couch and picked up a book by now and Aura turned to look at him. She figured if he really wanted her she would let him initiate any physical intimacy. With her resolve set she turned back to her book.
Riddick could tell Aura had an internal struggle raging war in her head. He made it clear with his little stunt in the kitchen that he wanted her body. He couldn't resist trapping her soft curves between him and the counter. It took a lot of his will power to keep himself from getting hard and pressing his length into her smackable ass. She was easy prey. It was up to her to realize she wanted it to. And when she did he would take full advantage.
An hour later Riddick could smell her strong arousal in the air. He looked up and noted that her face was flush as she pulled her shirt collar away from her long throat. Her eyes were dilated as she bit into her full bottom lip. Her thighs rubbed together ever so slightly looking for some kind of relief. He felt a growl deep in his chest. She looked up at him with a look of want. She cleared her throat and put her book down. She stood slowly and looked at her feet. "I'm just going to go make dinner," she said quickly then hurried into the kitchen without so much as a look at him.
Aura quickly began gathering things for her favorite chicken casserole as she tried to reel in her horniness. Her book had taken a turn for the better as she neared the end. The rogue loner cowboy had just taken the widowed bar mistress into the store room where he was ravishing her against the shelves of stored liquor. As she read about him going down on her she could picture a smooth head between her legs lavishing her swollen clit with his tongue. She had felt her entire body flush with the erotic image and when she looked up to look the face of the man she was imagining between her legs, she saw him looking right at her. She would have blushed if she wasn't already red from head to toe. She knew she needed to escape his knowing stare and cooking was always her go to distraction.
Taking some calming breathes she went about making dinner. She took her time cutting the broccoli for her cheesy broccoli and rice chicken casserole. She made sure to measure the rice just right and slowly grated the cheese. After pulling out the left over chicken from the refrigerator she mixed everything together and placed the dish in the oven. She still had an ache between her legs but overall she had her senses about her again. She opened another bottle of wine and poured herself a glass. She slowly sipped and enjoyed the sweetness. She gathered herself and walked back into the living room.
Riddick wasn't where she'd left him. She heard a noise from the stairs and walked to see what he was doing.
"The stain is dry now," he said with his back still to her. She leaned against the living room door frame and crossed one arm across her chest and brought her glass up to her lips with the other. "I can put the varnish on tomorrow."
He picked up one of the book shelves and turned his head to look at her. "I can take these up now if you tell me where you want them."
"One in my room and one in the guest room," she replied. She didn't know how he could switch gears like he did. One moment he looked like he wanted to devour her and the next he was so distant. It would make it easier for her when they slept together. "When? What happened to if?" she thought to herself.
She started to follow as he started up the stairs but realized being in her room with him wasn't the best idea at the moment so she went back to her book.
He'd been in her room before, when he first broke in. Her smell was the strongest in that room and it had drawn him in. He didn't spend too much time in there after doing a quick sweep of it and the bathroom. This time he looked around. It wasn't too feminine. The walls were a tan color, the bedspread was blue and there was a painting of a night sky over her bed. A dresser with a TV, that looked like it hadn't been touched in quite sometime, on top. A dark grey wicker chair with a few pillows on it sat in the corner next to the window. And two nightstands, one with a lamp on it. It was homey. It made him slightly uncomfortable to be in a room that seemed so comforting. He quickly left and went to retrieve the other bookcase.
Before he came back down, Aura made herself go back to her book. She was only a couple chapters from finishing. It wasn't all that hard to get pulled back into the Wild West. Before she knew it she was done and just as the oven timer went off. She got up and went to pull it out of the oven. She made up her and Riddick plates and carried them back into the living room. She fetched the wine bottle and poured them each some more.
"Want to watch a movie?" she asked as she picked up the remote and turned on the TV.
She saw him shrug his shoulders in the corner of her eye and she started surfing channels. She saw an action packed comedy about to start and left it there. They ate in silence once again and the only sounds they made were the occasionally laugh during a particular funny moment in the movie.
Riddick collected their plates when they were both finished. He returned and as he sat back down he picked up the bottle of wine still on the coffee table were Aura had left it. He poured himself some more then went to fill her glass as well. She'd already had two and a half glasses but she needed to relax a little more. She started to shake her head no but he ignored her and filled her glass well over half way full. She chuckled a little and picked it up.
As she sipped her wine and returned her attention back to the movie she felt his eyes on her. He reached out and pulled her legs into his lap as he moved closer to her on the couch. He figured now was the time to make his move. Aura seemed to be the type that liked a man to do that. And to show her exactly what he wanted. No second guessing if they were going to get rejected or not. She might like to control her life, but in the bedroom, he found the control freaks liked to be dominated. He would be the aggressor. He liked it, it was more his speed.
Aura took a large drink of her wine then leaned forward to place her glass back on the table in front of them. When she sat back she realized just how close he was. She was almost sitting in his lap. She tensed as she left his hand slip under her pant leg and begin to massage her calf. She moaned and let her head fall back as her eyes closed. It wasn't fair that he was so good at that. She then felt his other hand on her thigh. It too started to massage her. As she let out another moan she felt Riddick grab her hips and pull her quickly so she was lying completely flat on her back on the couch under him. She gasped and opened her eyes. Riddick had one arm on the back of the couch and his other on the arm of the couch over her head holding his upper body up. His left leg was nestled between hers and the other on the floor giving his the lavage he needed to keep from touching her lower half with his. Her hands shot out and grabbed his shirt. She wasn't sure if she was going to push him away or pull him closer.
His face was a breath away from hers and as he lowered even closer she thought he was going to kiss her. She kept her eyes open just incase. He let his lips slowly graze hers from one side to the other then pulled away. Yes, she liked it. It made him happy that he had pegged her right, happy and hard.
"I see the way you look at me, Aura," he whispered against her lips. The way he said her name made her body ache. She needed him to touch her. "I see the way your eyes dilate, your breathe quickens and I can smell your sweet smell in the air. I know you want me."
When he dropped his lips to her throat, he slowly and sensually laid open mouth kisses on her. She gasped and with both of her hands she tried to pull him closer. He wouldn't give and she didn't have the strength to move him.
Shaking his head no and bringing his face back up to hers he spoke again. "I know because the same thing happens to me when I look at you."
Aura's head began to spin. Between the wine and his proximity she couldn't quite think straight. She looked at his lips then his eyes. They were so intense.
"I'm going to kiss you now," he said slowly. "If that's not what you want, even though we both know that's what your body wants, then you'd better stop me."
Aura didn't want to him to stop and she nodded her head once. Then his lips were crashing into hers. He nipped and licked and sucked on her lips. He was rough and intense and it is amazing. No man had ever kissed her like that before. It feels like pure desire. He wanted her and he was showing her just how much. As his tongue made one more pass over her lips she opened her lips to taste him more fully. He tasted like the wine they'd been drinking and something else. She couldn't name it but its all Riddick. As they tongues massaged each other's, his body lowered on to hers and she moaned at the contact. Her hands came up and grabbed onto the back of his neck puling him ever so slightly closer. He propped himself up on his elbows next to her shoulders and his hands made their way into her hair. He grabbed it at the roots at the back of her back and pulled her head back. His lips dragged across her chin and down her throat where he sucked at her skin. It hurt and felt amazing at the same time. She's never been one for love bites but couldn't find it in her to stop him. It felt too good. He repeated the nipping and licking and sucking he'd done to her lips all over her neck. When he gently bit her hairline behind her ear she moaned loudly and wiggled till she could wrap both of her legs around his waist. He growled and bit her again. Aura wasn't sure how much more she could take when he started to sit up. One of his arms wrapped around her back and his other hand wrapped around her upper thigh as he pulled her with him. His lips meet hers again as he stood and made his way to the stairs. She had her arms around his neck and clung to his waist with her legs.
"Which room?" he asked not letting his lips leave hers. He didn't want to assume she wanted him in her bed.
"Mine," she said breathlessly and tightened her legs around his waist. Aura rubbed herself against his hardness she felt poking her right where she needed it.
As he kicked the door open his mouth descended to her collar bone. Aura smiled and lets her body take over. If she was going to hell, she might as well enjoy the trip.