amber eyes

WARNING: This chapter includes mature sexual content in its last paragraph. If you don't want to have a look then you just can ignore it.

Ella's POV

When my store was completely empty with no presence of any customer I began to create a rough tally of my expenditure. Mrs Smith finally had passed my salary. But as a matter of fact, my expenses were more than my income.

Sadly, I had to deduct the amount which I had assumed to purchase my paintings stuff. And it was definitely not a decent idea.

I reached out for cookies with my gazes fixed on the paper and thinking deeply about the resolution I took a bite. Suzi's cookies tasted too good.

Suddenly, someone kept a packet of watercolour and paintbrush hard on my desk which flinched me. 

I lifted my head and glanced at the person standing in front of the counter. But he was standing lowering his head down and scrolling through his phone.

He wore a dark blue cap which was completely hiding his face. I quickly shoved the remaining cookies inside my mouth and grabbed the watercolour to scan the bar-code.

Unexpectedly, I choked and coughed out loud. I checked around for the water but the bottle was empty. I kept on coughing out loud trying to catch my breath. My eyes got wet and I was suffocating.

"Hey...Are you alright?" the man inquired patting on my back. 

As I shook my head right to left and coughed out loud he immediately rushed to nearby juice stall. I saw him grabbing mango juice and running back to me. He passed me the juice I clasped it and drank it at once.

 I felt solace and glanced at the person to thank him. He was staring at me with his amber eyes filled with concern which I had never seen in anyone's eyes for me. Not even my so-called ex-boyfriends. Suddenly, his appearance resulted in soothing my world. 

"Oh! my god," I have never seen this handsome man even in a beard. I always believed that a man with a beard was unhygienic but this man was totally incompatible from my beliefs. 

He had an oval face with fair complexion. His lips were thin and his nose was straight-edged. And about his eyes...The amber colour eyes accelerated my heart as if I knew him before. I felt like I had seen those eyes somewhere but where I totally cannot discover it.

I was presumably not in the place where I was standing. I was somewhere else. And that was all because of this one man who was standing in front of me. 

I had never felt this way before never. Not even with my ex-boyfriends. I was feeling like suddenly the world had paused and the clock had stopped ticking.

The heart inside my chest was beating in an uncertain rate making me terrified that it might stop any second due to weariness.  

"Miss Ella...may I know what is going on here?" Mrs Smith's high pitched voice brought me back to reality. Suddenly, the clock had started ticking and the world was resumed back to normal.

I hurriedly scanned the bar-code and asserted "Rs 400" packing the items. The man handed me the money and took the package from my hand. He then made his way out. During the whole process, I didn't lift my head to look at his face.

Then I turned to Mrs Smith I explained, "I was just..."

But she interrupted me in mid-sentence, "Who is going to pay for that mango juice?" she yelled pointing at the bottle.

"Shit...Ella now forget about buying the canvas..this bottle is expensive..how can you be so stupid? The price of this juice can buy a bundle of canvas how can you forget that?" I muttered underneath my breath and was about to pull my purse out. Suddenly the man with beard entered the store again.

"Oh! miss Ella, I forgot to pay for that juice" he then handed me the money with a smile and winked before turning back and leaving.

I shifted my gaze from him to Mrs Smith who was glaring at me. Though feeling awkward inside I still kept the money on the drawer "Is there anything I can help with Mrs Smith?"  I asked mockingly. 

"That was enough for today," she replied and walked away rolling her eyes. I was not able to stop myself smiling at her act of walking.

*****

Exactly at five, I left the mall. I roamed around the market for some time comparing the price of goods and finally buying it from a little cheaper rate.

I then walked back to my tiny apartment. I didn't took a cab because it was not included in my expenditure list plus walking makes one fit. I felt tired carrying bags so I sat on the roadside bench for a while and looked around.

Climate was just perfect not so cold not so hot. The crowd around me dive into my thoughts about how busy the city was. Everyone was running to catch up something but only I was there who was not in hurry at all. I was just enjoying the environment.

One passerby walked with the phone tucked on his ear. Another one was walking peering at his watch time and again maybe he was getting late. Children skating on the pavement doing heart racing moves.

One lady walking in a great speed even in her high heels and a man behind her chasing her with an unhappy expression mumbling something maybe, he was convincing her but she was not eavesdropping his words.

"Convincing," non of my boyfriend did that. Nobody came to convince me when I was sad instead, I was compelled to give them pleasures.

"Wowowo Ella no diving back to past again," I notified myself, before going crazy with my past. I stood on my feet and strolled to my apartment grabbing the bags. 

 When I got to my place I unlocked the lock and got in clean view of my room gave me a good impression. I felt fresh and happy inside. I felt less exhausted than on other days.

Suzi was right about it. I kept the bag on the floor and sauntered to my bed but I whirled back and glanced at the bags which I had kept on the floor.

I couldn't walk to my bed to rest seeing them. So I placed the things on proper places only then I plonked on my bed to get some rest.

*****

After having well-cooked rice and vegetables I rinsed the dishes and sauntered to my window. I opened the window and stared at the city for some time. My eyes fall on canvas which I was painting. 

I grabbed the brush. Dipping its tip on the colour I thought for a minute. I kept the brush back to its place and took a deep breath. I knew painting would pull me back to my past so it was better not painting for a while. I returned back to my bed and switched off the lights only letting the bedside dim lamp on.

I stared at the ceiling for a while and suddenly the voice came in. You know what voice I am talking about. I should definitely buy an I pod now so that I can tuck the earphone on my ear and sleep peacefully.

Suzi was moaning, "Ah...do it slowly...I am tell-in..ahah...ah"

I was not able to stop myself from smiling. I shut my eyes to sleep despite her moan coming from the other room. But as soon as I closed my eyes Amber eyes came gleamed on my head.

I hurriedly opened my eyes wide. I couldn't understand why I was seeing him. I am not supposed to go serious for any man now but why was caught a glimpse of him.

I again closed my eyes and focused to sleep but again his thin lips smiling at me appeared on my head. I closed my eyes tightly. What was happening to me?

"Ahhhhhh" a loud voice came from another room again which was probably Suzi.

I was starting to feel sick of her. I mean I had sex too but I didn't yell that way. No one has to yell like that. You don't need to provoke everyone around you for having sex. There is nothing to yell that way.

I yearned to get some sleep but I was not able to get any sleep. I twisted and turned for so many times even Suzi's moan was gone and there was total silence but I was not able to sleep.

The amber eyes were still pestering me. I had to sleep and there was only a way I had on my mind to get some sleep that was masturbation.
It had been a long time I had not touched myself.

I got up checked the curtains and door properly. After that, I opened my pyjama and a t-shirt. I wore a white bra and skin colour underwear.

My eyes fall on the mirror on the wall. I went near the mirror and stared at my body.

I touched my breast outside the bra and tried to feel it. I closed my eyes but the view that came to my mind was that same amber eyes man. I couldn't stop imaging him touching my breast and kissing my neckline from behind.

I opened my eyes and stared at the mirror. I unhooked my bra and kept it aside. I started to rub my hands on my bare breast licking my own lips to let the arousal come between my legs.

I then slowly moved my left hand down under my underwear. I removed my underwear as well and I noticed that I hadn't shaved for a long time. 

After break up and moving away to a new city I had really not taken care of myself well.
I moved my fingers up and down for a while playing with the hair. And walked to my bed.

I lied on my back bed lifting my head up in a position that I could see my vag***na on the mirror while keeping my legs apart. It did give me arousal of inserting my fingers on it.

First I slowly inserted my index finger which made me moan a little I guess and played around. I then totally lied in my back looking up at the Ceiling. With one hand I rubbed my breast and with others, I played with my vag**na.

I closed my eyes and I couldn't stop my imagination of the same man inserting his dick and pushing in and out. I moaned in n low tone. I gripped the bed sheets tight and started to move my finger in speed.

Finally, my back raised a little and orgasm came to its peak.

"Ooo who needs a man," I said to myself sleeping naked on the bed. I have no idea when I soundly fall asleep.