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Yuri thought she would erupt with pleasure; she thought she would lose her mind just as she had lost her body, but her mind hung tantalizingly on the edge of sanity. She was never going to be the same after this. She lay spread-eagled before him, completely at his mercy; her hands squeezing the decorative wooden frame at the top of the sofa.
She let out a savage scream of her own as he penetrated her, his hardness breaking any resistance that it encountered down to nothing. He lay over her like a benevolent conqueror, giving pleasure as he took and conquered all that lay before him. His movement, even at this moment was graceful and rhythmic, and belied the feral nature of the attraction that pulsed and throbbed between them.
Their eyes met in one eternal instant as she reached a high, farther than she had ever managed to reach in her entire life. His eyes seemed to reflect the light that existed in hers at that moment or was it the light of the room? All she could muster was one final gasp as he relinquished his hold on her.
She still thought he was a mass of comparisons and contradictions, as at that moment lying beside her; he seemed so distant almost ethereal, but his grabbing her, and pulling her close suggested otherwise. It suggested to her that their union had been for him as intimate at least as intimate as it had been for her.
Despite her forebodings, she snuggled into his sculpted chest.
Chapter 6
They continued to see each other over the weeks, the attraction, and the bond between them growing stronger all the time. Lucius kept up his investigation with the senior citizens, but he stopped by Old man Jacob’s house more often, and would sometimes sit with his old friend on the porch, gazing into the dying day.
Yuri still could not understand the bond between Lucius and the elderly community, but she thought his association with them was very good naturedly, and it resonated well with her. She did not see him every day, but it was always with bated breath that she awaited their next meeting. Her heart would do back flips for joy whenever she saw him with her grandfather on the porch, knowing that the walk to see him off a while later would be as always, emotionally satisfying.
She also found it amusing that despite their weeks-old liaison, she still knew very little about him. He was still a mass of comparisons and contradictions. For example, his garage was always closed. Closed off by the modern addition of a retractable rail which could be pulled up to be opened, and pulled down to be closed. She could have sworn she saw tires as she drove off down the hill, on the one day it was just a little bit open. However, Lucius always walked. It was even stranger still when you took into consideration that he lived quite far away. She had no idea what he did for a living before he came back to Peri Heights, nor what he did now, but he always seemed dapper, his immense family home suggested huge wealth in the family hands, but what about him? He seemed to her the last person who would rest on another person’s achievements. There were so many things that she did not understand about him. Ordinarily, she would be bothered by these things, but she felt what they shared was anything but ordinary, and merited breaking some of the rules. She was not a teenage girl anymore, but she giggled with girlish delight as she admitted that the unknown aspects about Lucius added a certain girlish fantasy to the whole drama. She suspected her grandfather or one of the senior could help fill in some of the gaps. They had to have learned something in all their time chatting together, plus people reported an odd familial feeling existing between Lucius and these seniors whenever they met.
Yuri mulled over these things, while taking a walk, one weekend. It was a Saturday, too warm to be comfortable, and she decided a walk to the town square was what she needed to ease all the knots accumulated during the school week. It was evening already when she set out. The wind outside was a little cooler than the one inside, but still blew warm against her face, into and out of the loose gown, that ended just above her knees, which she had favored that evening. Old man Jacob’s house was not too far from the town square, and was located about two hundred meters away from a bend that started a four-hundred meter stretch to the beginnings of the heart of the city. At a leisurely pace, Yuri made the journey in just less than thirty minutes.
