Page 35 of Care: Part 1

CHAPTER TEN

Care for Fears

After quite a few hours, Avelina had finished her light makeup. She wished she could do more of a luxurious look, but she never took the time out to learn beyond the basics of makeup.

She glanced down at the gold dress that did her figure an immense amount of justice. The material hugged her every curve and emphasized her breast, seeing as the dress left a long slit for cleavage. However, that wasn't the only slit on the dress. There was also a slit at the bottom that stretched higher than mid-thigh. Everything about the dress was beautiful.

Avelina walked into her closet and grabbed her gold stilettos.

She wasn't much of a 'heel' kind of girl. Avelina always wore shoes that slipped on quickly. Her closet back at home was full of shoes like vans and converse.

After she put on the shoes and took her time to strap them in, she stood up and instantly felt twice as tall. Her heels clattered against the flooring as her hair bounced with her every move.

Just as Avelina exited the room, a smile grew on her face. She felt amazing and couldn't wait to share her look with Adrik.

Avelina almost sprinted to the top of the staircase just to see Adrik. The second her gaze met his, she couldn't help but smile. His eyes wandered down her body, tracing every curve.

The gold looked just as beautiful as he thought it would on her. It was entrancing.

She made sure not to rush because she didn't want to fall and embarrass herself. However, despite how careful she was being, it didn't stop gravity on her last step because she managed to lose balance. Luckily for her, Adrik was quick to latch onto her waist only to steady her.

As he held onto her, she could not stop her arms that curled around his neck. Her eyes moved down to his lips as the temptation to kiss him oh-so-badly only intensified. Her words and mixed emotions had only complexed the burning passion that just continued to grow between them.

"Avelina," he said.

She looked away from his plump lips.

"Adrik.”

"I do not know what you want from me.”

Avelina started to pull away, but he only pulled her right back.

Her body was flush against Adrik’s, and all she could pick up on was how amazing he smelled and how perfect it felt to be in his arms.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, looking down at absolutely nothing.

His hand lightly grasped her chin before slowly craning her head up to gaze into his eyes.

He leaned down. His eyes were flickering from her lips to her eyes before wandering back down to her lips.

The closer he got, Avelina could feel her heartbeat exhilarating.

Adrik’s lips hovered above her own, grazing her top lip that protruded out a little further than her bottom one. The lip gloss she wore had gotten slightly smeared on his lips, but he did not care. All he cared about was how magnetic their attraction was to one another. Neither could pull away due to this invisible force that stuck them together.

"Just tell me what you want from me," he spoke.

He could hear her breathing harder. Even her arm around his neck was tightening. He knew that she was fighting with her mind on exactly what to say at that moment.

"Kiss me," she whispered against his lips.

He pulled her waist even closer and pressed his lips to hers. Her body immediately melted against his, while one of his hands traveled up to her hair. Her silky strands welcomed his dominance as he gripped her hair and aggressively pulled her closer to him only to get rid of every inch that separated them.

She parted her lips, and he made sure to take advantage of that. His tongue swept against her own. Her whole body felt like a flame that left behind nothing but sparks and tingles. There was such a hunger and intensity that he engraved with each stroke of his lips.

Avelina didn't realize her hand had crept down to the waistband of his pants, but Adrik did. Every touch she left behind only led to Adrik's need for her to strengthen, to pulsate.

It was like he couldn't get enough of her soft lips. Even her quiet moan against his lips was better than any song Beethoven had ever written.