5. Brother 6

Subsequently, many times he returned in his memory to the moment when his lips first felt the softness of her hair, but he could not understand: how, why did this happen, that he suddenly completely lost his mind, and time ceased to exist?

He seemed to be in another dimension, where was no Mengistu's room was not familiar to the smallest details, no distracting thoughts: what to say or to do it? It was a world of delicate hands repulsing him and thus attracting even more; risky touches, frantic pulsation of blood, hot hugs, more like a struggle; the world of fluffy hair, fragrance of her skin, flexibility of her neck and fragility of her collarbones, her protesting excited voice, her lips! Her lips! ..
 
Never in his life did he kiss so much, never in his life did he so suddenly fall into a sweet abyss, losing his mind, forgetting himself. It was an explosion of elements beyond the control of mind. It was a collision of glowing luminaries racing at full speed.

- Marta! Martochka! Please! Please!

He gasped - his throat was constricted, he could hardly push the sounds out, as in a dream. He was ready to strangle her in his arms, but she slipped away like a snake.

“I don’t even want to hug another girl like that. I feel you so much! You suit to me! We are suitable for each other! Seriously! I feel you so much! Please! Please!

It was his "please", mournful and desperate, at the same time amusing and frightening her. Martha did not share his feelings at all, but looking at his twisted face, feeling the muscles of his chest and arms tense, she understood his state: jokes apart, the guy is out of himself. She tried to break free.

- Let me go! I want to go outside! Let go!

- Martha, I'm strong, I'm strong! I am stronger than you! But I don’t want to act this way!

At some point, she managed to escape from his embrace and run away from the bed. What was happening was not unpleasant to her, she liked his passion and strength, his words, she liked it when, running his hand through her hair, he tilted her head back and covered her neck, shoulders, and arms with kisses. But let him not dream of more!

Therefore, the bed seemed to her a particularly dangerous place. Despite the fact that this was the first date in her life and the first real kisses, she felt confident and not afraid that the situation could get out of control. She was always lucky, but this did not prevent her from realizing that she was now walking on thin ice.

Interest in what was happening turned into excitement - and no more. His passion amused her. And only when, suddenly leaving her, he sank down on a chair and looked out from there with eyes darkened with anger, wrinkling his forehead, did she become afraid: he seemed to froze like a tiger before a jump - he was about to rush and tear her apart ...

But a minute passed - Nitram controlled himself, poured himself some wine - and froze, squeezing the glass in his fingers. His face became thoughtful.
Watching him, Martha realized that now he was somewhere far away and not with her. “He had many short affairs and one long relation,” she suddenly decided, not knowing why, “and now he remembers her.”

She was right — he was thinking about Pauline. Where is she now, the one who loved him so much, fulfilling unquestioningly his slightest whim, like the will of a deity. And this one…

Nitram turned, felt her eyes on him.

- What are you standing there, ere? Sit down.

- I want to go outside. I have a headache.

- Well ... Come on, drink this - and we’re going out!

He filled her glass to the top.

- I won't drink everything!

- Good. Drink.

She forced herself to take a few sips. And then she felt that she was getting drunk, circles swam before her eyes. He grabbed her and pulled her to his knees, but she pulled free.

- You said: drink and we’re going out. Where is my fur coat? - hysterical notes were heard in the voice. She went to the door, but Nitram got ahead of her, picked her up in his arms, covering all accessible parts of the body with kisses.

- What have you done to me! Tomorrow I won't be able to study because of you!

- Let me go! It's not fair! I drank! You said: drink and we will go out. I want to go outside! I feel bad! I feel bad!!

She thrashed desperately in his arms. She screamed and rushed to the door. Nitram took a key from his pocket. Determination appeared in his eyes. Even the voice has changed.

- Yeah? Have you just drunk because of this? So that we may go?

She really didn’t feel well. Completely unaccustomed to alcohol, she barely controlled herself and felt: a little more wine and she would stop thinking. Therefore, she strove to immediately leave the room, where she no longer felt safe. But Nitram saw that she was at the limit. Completely sober, only heated with wine, he went towards his goal.

- Drink a bit more!

- No! - She pushed his hand away. Wine flooded the floor and the fur coat she had already put on.

- Here, the fur coat is wet; it's all because of you!

- Don't worry!

He began to carefully wipe the fur, pulling her away from the door.

- Yes, and the smell ?!

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from novel WANDERER/ Роман "Пришелец"