YOU CAN MAKE A
GROWN MAN CRY???
(If you ever ever say goodbye?…Never let you go??)
Nnenna’s romance series?
Rated?
?CHAPTER SEVEN?
(*Curse the T-shirt??*)
“What’s wrong?” He whispered into her hair as he held her, “Why are you in the rain? You could’ve paged me. You could’ve stayed back and don’t come”
She raised her head up, “Don’t come?” Tears brewed around her eyes,
“You’re looking terrible”
He helped her into living room and closed the door leading her into his room.
He made her sit down on his couch and advanced towards his closet. He picked out one of his long blue T-shirt and tossed it to her, “You need to put on some dry clothes, you can have a bath…I’m in the kitchen, what would you love to eat?”
She looked up to his face and at his robe which she just noticed, she recalled pulling that off, she bit her lower lips as she shifted uneasily on her chair.
“Anything” she replied and he nodded his head leaving the room for her. She sighed out and stood up.
She walked into the bathroom and stripped off her wet dress. She took a shower. She grabbed one of his towels and strolled back into his room with her hair looking damp and wet.
Few minutes later, she had put on the T-shirt he gave her. How big it looked on her. But it was short though it might do for the night… She thought but when she went downstairs and met Dee, she stopped thinking that.
His eyes fixed on her legs, her laps and then to her n*pples which pointed out of her clothe.
His eyes burned into her skin which got her cheeks all red. She didn’t think of it earlier. He might not say it but his face can’t deny the fact that she’s looking so sëxy right now.
He cleared his throat and dropped the plates of food on the table, “Here” he drew out a chair for her.
She nodded nervously and came close to him. She sat down. His hand brushed against her shoulder and a deep sensation rushed through her. She adjusted and fixed her eyes on the food.
She took up the spoon, “This smells delicious” she said trying to ignore that feeling she was getting from him as he still stood behind her.
“Taste it” he bent, his breath grazed her neck and she sucked in a breath, “Yeah…yeah..Uhm…I’m about to do that” she stuttered digging her spoon into the soup.
She sent it to her mouth and then nodded, “Yummy! It taste great!”
He smiled and went over to his seat, “I specially made it for you. To lighten up your mood”
“Thanks, I like it” she said,
“I knew you would. Beef soup and scrambled eggs are your favourite. Weird combination you don’t joke with”
“Eew! You still remember”
“I can’t possibly forget your favourite meal just because we’re both grown up” he smiled reaching for the plate of meat, he added one to her spoon, “Eat” and she nodded.
Her eyes reached to his robe again, the rise and fall of his Adam’s apple as he gulped down each spoonful of food. She bit her lower lips.
She can’t believe she finds him sëxy right now. She watched him add another piece of meat to her spoon smiling, “Eat” he said and she swallowed hard.
She wants him…yeah, she can’t hide it. Everything he is doing and the way he looks is driving her insane.
“You okay?” He asked.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m fine”
He reached for her hand, “No matter what, everything will be fine. Okay? ”
She shook her head, “I don’t think so” she replied pulling her hand away from his,
“Why?”
“I’m not going back to Jeff, we’re done now” he didn’t reply so she continued, “I finally understand. What you’ve been trying to tell me all this time, I can’t believe I’ve been foolish .”
“It’s good you see how jerkie he is. Now eat your food. I will take you home afterwards”
She frowned at his statement. What’s wrong with sleeping over? Is he feeling uncomfortable already by just having her around?
“I don’t want to go home”
He dropped his spoon when he heard her spill that. Hope she’s not thinking of staying over? He is already having a rough time to always look up and see her in his T-shirt which have brought nothing but temptation to him.
Curse the T-shirt! He groaned out, “Do you h@të it so much that I want to stay over?”
He shook his head, “No, it’s just that…” He couldn’t hide his lust, “that T-shirt is driving me crazy”
Her body tingled hearing those words drop from his lips. “And that robe…” She stood up and drop her spoon noisily on the table coming towards him, “this robe…” she held it and pulled at it, “I can’t seem to get it off my head. What I saw when I took it off…” she sat on top of his laps and undid the rope, “I want to see it again” she peeped into his body and he gasped for breath.
She kissed his chest, she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed his cheeks. She felt his hand circling her butts and butterflies filled her stomach.
His eyes burned into hers, “Diane…” She hushed him, “Don’t say a d@mn word and fuvk me” she whispered into his ear grazing it with her tongue.
He gasped clutching onto her butt cheeks. He slid his hand under her shirt and caressed her back. He was breathing hard and each breath felt heavy. She was driving him insane. She dug her two palms into his hair and shuffled smiling.
“Dee, kiss me” she requested lowering her gaze to his lips. And he did. Slowly at first until they began to gain pace. He pushed her further into himself until he could hear every gasp and every Mõ@ns escaping from her lips.
He gave her no chance to breath, he kissed her neck, sucked it, he kissed her ear and then her lips again.
She struggled to keep up with him but it was too intense so she broke off breathing heavily as she rested her head on his chest.
She kissed his chest. Every hair on his body stood up because of that, he groaned holding her hair and tying it into a loose knot so it would stop splattering on his chest and hiding her face from view.
She kissed his neck, then his ear and he sucked in a deep breath with his eyes shut. His hands were all over her back before they moved down to her butts. He fumbled with them and then, she whispered,
“Let’s go upstairs”
TO BE CONTINUED
