He dragged me by hands, and pulled me into the room, shut the door, I began to walk backwards as he approached him, I couldnt run to the door, he was backing it.
“Chike, please let me go, we’re done, we’ve been done for over 4 months” I said with my voice
and lips quavering, his presence was erupting warm, s***** feeling within my whole body.……continue reading
whew
That was a close call. I took the stairs two at a time like I wasn’t wearing this pair of f***-me heels. Finally, I stopped and I was sure I was about to have one of my famous asthmatic attacks that only came when I was frightened,
“God, please not now and not here”, I cried as I frantically searched my bag for my inhaler or the pack of Aminophyllin tablets I never left home without. I popped two tablets into my mouth and I could feel the constrictions in my chest loosen it’s hold a bit and I did a little shoki dance in my head. At least I was getting out of here on my legs not a stretcher.
Oh God! Why did I have to be this vulnerable around Chike? It had always been this way. There was no time I’d see him and not become a nerve wreck, that was besides the wetness at the junction of my thighs. But then why did he have to be so sexy? I’d feel better if he was some “Plain Jude” I was crazy in love with. After four months, he still tasted familiar like I fed on him yesterday night.
My phone was ringing again, jolting me back to reality. It was Da-da, my pet name for my Daddy since I was little. “Hey Tornado”, Da-da called my pet name and I groaned inwardly. He was obviously in the mood for some father-daughter gist and I was so not in the mood. “Hey Da-da”, I said and feigned gigging; I hope he bought it because that was the best I could do.
“Someone is in a mood! Wrong timing?” he replied. God! Why did he have to be this sensitive, he even knew when I faked the famous giggles.
sighs
“Not really Pops… it’s just been a long and busy night. Speaking of which, my other phone is on fire now. Talk to you later Big Man”
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