Chapter 8

• Anya followed Andrius and saw him heading towards the kitchen. Andrius took off his shirt and took the pan after. Her eyes widened at what she saw. Apart from the fact that she had just seen a man's body, she also noticed that he has abs. Eight. Yes, she counted. He also has a tattoo from the chest to his arm.
• She swallowed. Suddenly her throat dried up.
• "Stop staring ... You can have me if you want," Andrius said while smirking. She didn't realize she was already eyeing him. She was focused on his abs, and she felt ashamed.
• Anya averted her eyes from his abs and ignored him. She knew he was annoying her again. She watched Andrius as he cooked. He was very good at that kind of thing. As she watched him, she could not help but think of the possibility that she might fall into him. Her head hurts just now. She did not know what to do, and she was not sure.
• "What do you call this?"
• "German Spaetzle. It's our egg noodle dumplings," he replied. "Here," he added.
• Anya ate the food that Andrius gave. After a while, he stood up and took something from the kitchen drawer. When he returned, he had a glass of wine and a bottle of wine with him. He handed her a drink and poured some wine.
• "This isn't what I expected, but this is fine for now, Anya."
• They were so close to each other that Anya moved a little to have space between the two of them. She swallowed a few times before answering. She felt as if she had choked on what he said. Andrius' words had a strange effect on her. It seemed like it meant something else. She also felt weird when he stared intently at her.
• "W-What are you talking for?" She scolded herself for stuttering. She also loses herself because of his presence. She was slowly becoming fragile.
• "Here. Eat this." Andrius offered her food.
• Her eyes widened, but he did not protest when Andrius used the same fork he was using. Will she still complain? How many times they had done that indirect kiss that even directs kiss.
• She was watching Andrius while he was eating. Even with each swallow he made, she watched it. He was very handsome in her eyes, especially when she saw him cooking earlier. He looked like an ideal husband.
• She sighed. She was stunned again, so she did not realize that he had finished eating. She knew it was terrible. She had to stop before it got worse.
• Andrius was looking at her, too. He was looking at her intently while his hand took her eyeglasses. When he did, he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. And just like that, he leaned closer to her, grabbed her waist, and kissed her.
• Anya responded to the kisses he was giving her. Every kiss of hers touches her. He always loses his sanity.
• "I want to touch you, baby."
• Anya does not even know what kind of magic Andrius has on her that she agreed with him. She nodded. Andrius kissed her again. This time, rough and hungry. It was as if he were exploring her mouth. She also responded to the kiss with the same passion and intensity.
• Andrius traced her thighs and found her fold. He slid her panty down, enough for him to do whatever he wanted to do. Then he did while they were sitting and kissing each other; Andrius slid his fingers to Anya's womanhood. Two fingers, enough for him to give pleasure to her. He thrust his fingers in and out of her at a slow pace. Anya felt a bit hurt, but she knew she could manage.
• "Ohh!" she moaned in between their kisses. She felt so hot that even the aircon in the kitchen could not remove the feeling.
• Andrius smirked. He left her lips and traced her jaw down to her neck. Anya is very wet. He knew she was about to cum, so he thrust faster and more profoundly.
• "Ohh… My ..." Her juices exploded. He removed his fingers on her folds and looked at it. Anya is looking at it too. Her eyes immediately widened when Andrius put his fingers on his mouth to taste her juices. She flushed at what he did. She was ashamed of what happened too. She gave in just too fast.
• 'Damn! You fool Anya! ' she punished herself.
• "Sweet. Your cum is sweet, baby. It's addicting, too," he said after licking his finger. "Next time, it's my turn, baby," he said with conviction.
• Anya was nervous. Andrius was seriously looking at her. He smiled and then moved away from her. Though shy, she chose to fix herself.
• "I want to go home, Andrius." It was almost a whisper.
• "Okay," he agreed.
• While on the way home, they were both quiet. None of them wanted to speak. And Anya somehow liked the silence. Everything that happened to her seemed so fast. This was a fantastic day for her. She looked at Andrius and he seemed to ignore what had happened.
• When she arrived at their house, she immediately went downstairs. She did not even bother to thank him. She slowly entered their gate, it was too late, and she knew she had a curfew for her Dad. When the door opened, and she entered, she was able to breathe easily.
• "What time is it?! It's late for a virgin like you!" Anya's Pappi greeted her immediately. He even turned on the previously turned-off light. His forehead was furrowed, while she was smiling in front of him.
• "I'm sorry, Pappi. Carla and I just had a good conversation," she lied to him. He winced when she realized what she had said.
• "Now get dressed and go to sleep. Hurry and go up!" he commanded.
• She quickly complied and ran to the stairs to go up to her room. Her heart is racing so fast. She wanted to blame Andrius. She also took a quick shower because she felt sticky down there. Then she lay down on her bed. She was dumbfounded when she remembered everything. She realized something had happened to her today.
• "Oh my God! I am no longer a virgin!"
• Anya was staring at her room when her cell phone suddenly rang. When she looked at it, an unknown number came out. She picked up the cellphone and answered it.
• "Hello?"
• "Dream of me, baby ..."
• Anya's heart was beating so fast. She abruptly turned the cell phone off and threw it on top of the bed. She touched her heart and tried to calm herself. She was fucked up.