I got down from the stool and made my way to the bedroom, where my bag, phone, and clothes were. I dipped my hand into my bag and brought out my phone. Then I turned it on to see a few missed calls and three unread messages on my W******p. I took a quick look to see that one message was a long rant from Betty. The stunt I pulled yesterday must have really pissed her off. I could tell her message revolved around how she wished she had swallowed me instead. And that would not be the worst thing she’d ever said to me.
I tapped on my call icon on the screen and went through the call history and saw three missed calls from Lionel, two from Diya, and one from Betty.
My eyes caught the outgoing calls, and I saw I had called Diya three times last night. Aaron spoke the truth when he said he had called my friend but had no luck reaching her because I didn’t make these calls.
I tapped on Diya’s name and dialled her number. Unlike the other times last night, this one was successful, and her radiant voice came through almost immediately.
“Hey, babe, how are you?”
“I’m good, and you?”
“I’m doing great. I tried calling a few times yesterday, but you didn’t pick up. How did the wedding go?”
Ah! Yes, the root of all the paths I took yesterday was Owens and Tatiana’s wedding. “I wouldn’t know. I left after speaking my truth.”
“What? You didn’t!” she squealed over the phone, and I had to hold it away from my ear. “Now I wish I was there to have seen their smug faces. I bet your mom was super furious.” She snorted.
She was, and I know she still is.
“She was, but there was nothing she could do about it,” I answered, remembering the murderous look on her face during our last confrontation.
“I am glad you stood up for yourself, Zera. You deserve it after everything they’ve put you through.”
“Me too; I will come back to the campus today. I wanted to give you a heads-up.” The last time I came without informing her, I met her and Greg, her boyfriend, in a heated sex session, and I had to wait outside because I knew they wouldn’t stop for me.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Greg and I took a trip to the countryside, and we would come back on Monday. I also took the key,” she explained in an apologetic tone.
“I thought you might stay at the family house through the weekend.”
“If I didn’t pull the stunt I did yesterday, perhaps I still would have had that option.”
Diya was my roommate and only friend. I had a few others, but these were people who knew about Tatiana and Owens all those years and kept it away from me. They weren’t my friends. I’d rather sleep under the bridge. Lionel was another option, but he had moved back to live with our mother after he couldn’t afford rent six months ago.
In conclusion, I had nowhere to go, and that sucks.
“Where did you sleep last night?” Diya’s question snapped me back to reality.
“A kind stranger took me home after I passed out at the club,” I answered, before adding, “It’s not what you are thinking, Diya!”
“What?” she asked, acting clueless. “I didn’t say anything. Is he cute?”
I nodded, then realised she couldn’t see me. “Yes, he’s gorgeous.”
“More gorgeous than Greg?” her boyfriend Greg was charming with his green eyes and alluring smile, but he was in no way close to Aaron in looks. Not in a million years.
“So much more, Diya; he’s like a god of perfection. I want him so bad, but I feel he doesn’t want me to, or at least not as much.”
“Damn! Take a picture before you leave.”
Leave. Yes, he asked me to leave. Well, not in the way I just put it, but it was close to it. The reality of homelessness was staring at me, and I was gossiping about the features of the man called Aaron.
“Where would I go when I leave, Diya? I don’t have enough money to stay in a hotel until Monday!”
“Your airtime has been exhausted, and your call terminated.” The computerised service provider said so, and my call ended instantly.
“Fuck!” I tossed my phone on the bed in fury.
I had to leave, and telling Aaron my friend had gone on a country tour and left with the hostel key would seem like a cheesy excuse. But it was the truth. A year ago, I lost my key and have shared Diya’s since then. If we both went out, one of us would keep the key where the other could find it, and so it has been until this week. She probably thought I wouldn’t be back until Monday, as was the initial plan. Aaron would probably then ask me to stay with my other friends, but I have none, and my family wasn’t an option either. So I was fucked left, right, and centre. I couldn’t even imagine how he would look at me.
This was the only place I could stay. The only other option was to sleep on the bridge, and sleeping there was just as dangerous as sleeping in the club.
I heard a small knock on the door, and I turned around immediately. “Come in.”
The door cracked open, and in walked Aaron with a neutral expression on his face.
“Did you call her?”
“I did.”
“Okay,” he nodded. “You don’t look so thrilled.”
“She’s not at the hostel. She went on a country tour with her boyfriend, and she took the key because she didn’t think I’d return till Monday.” I explained, hoping to God that he didn’t think I was making it up.
“Oh,” was all he said.
“Yeah, I know this sounds like I’m making it up, but it’s the truth. Do not worry, though; you’ve been generous enough, Aaron, and I will not ask you to do more than you already have.”
Unless you insist, then I’ll accept. I said it in my head.
“I will gather my things, and I’ll leave.”
Concern showed on his face. “Where will you go then?”
I didn’t know, but I’d find my way. He had shown me that good people exist in this world, and I believe I would come across someone outside there.
“I don’t know.”
“Do you have other friends you can stay with?”
I shook my head and said, “Not since last month, I don’t.”
“Then stay.” The two words came out without hesitation. Yes, I wanted to stay, but hearing him say it now, I knew I couldn’t take it.
I flashed him a dry smile. “You don’t have to pity me. I’ll find my way.”
He took a step forward, and my heartbeat skipped. “I’m not saying this out of pity. I really enjoyed your company. So stay through the weekend.”
Say no more, master. Your wish is my command.I pressed my lips together and nodded. “Okay, thank you. I promise I won’t get in your way. You will not even know I’m here.”“Well, I would know; I have thin ears,” he pointed out with a devilish smile dancing at the corner of his mouth.“Got it. Do you need my help with anything?” I cocked my brow, knowing that someone who could afford this place would not need the help of someone like me, but I wanted to ask, anyway.“What can you do for me?” he asked, and his words left me in a dilemma because they sounded lustful towards the end.Still, I didn’t want to read any meaning into his words. “Anything you want, just name it.”He licked his full, rosy bottom lips and took a step forward. Again, my heart skipped a beat, but I kept my focus on him and didn’t move away. Another step would cover up the space between us, and, from the look in his eyes, he knew that too. He took the next step, covering the space between us so that the rich, manly s
I shivered as images of me spread out on the counter, taking him from different angles, plastered in my mind at his word.I shook the thoughts off and giggled weakly, despite wanting him to do what he just said. “Aha, funny, but seriously, what are we making?”“I thought a quick chicken hummus bowl would be nice, but I want nothing spicy on my tongue,” he informed me, and my legs clamped together to keep them steady. I knew the rest of the sentence. I had a dirty mind and knew he wouldn’t have anything spicy on his tongue because he planned on taking it somewhere else later.This man had turned the game around and was doing the mind-fucking this time. I couldn’t complain; I wanted this.“Sounds like a treat, then.”He smirked. “My treat would be you screaming and asking for more.”I swallowed nothing and blinked a few times. There had been a change in him. The man I had met and even confronted in the room earlier wasn’t this man. This seemed to have been caged all the while and now has
He drew a sharp breath, surprised by my bold move, but didn’t hesitate to kiss back. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to himself, letting me feel his growing erection trapped in his jeans. My chest flattened against his, and my nipple poked at his chest. I moaned into the kiss as he slipped his tongue into my mouth, tasting and savouring the feel. His hand travelled up to my neck, and he sang poisonous caresses over the skin of my neck, making me tingle and arch against him. His hand on my waist moved below and hoisted me against his solid form, and then further, he grabbed my ass. I gasped as he applied pressure with his grip, and he rubbed against me even as he grew harder and throbbed in his trousers. He broke the kiss and pulled away to look at me, his eyes beholding me as if I were the most precious creature he ever laid his eyes on, and this made my heart swell with pride. I was gasping for air from being kissed for over two minutes straight. My lips were
He came down on me, kissing me hard. He caged my hands and held them above my head as his tongue devoured me. I squirmed at his touch on my neck. I moaned into the kiss when he trailed his soft, warm hands over my chest down to my breast and cupped its heavy swell in his palm, then traced his thumb over the tips of my nipples.“If at any time you feel this is too much, stop me, okay?”I pressed my lips together to suppress a moan that almost left my mouth. His fingers felt hot, and they sent chills and nervous reactions through me.“Okay?” he asked again. “I do not want to hurt you.” He added, and I saw the concern in his eyes despite his desires.“Yes, I will tell you.” I jerked when he plucked at my nipples, making them harden even more in need, but he didn’t satisfy that need because he continued down my stomach and waist and then the space between my legs. He spread my legs apart and palmed my soaking wet pussy, earning a long moan from my mouth. I surrendered to his hands, knowing
My eyes fluttered on the bed, and I stared up at the ceiling. It happened. The man called Aaron finally gave in to his desires and fucked my brains out. It was surreal, and it was the most amazing experience I’ve ever had, as far as sex is concerned. He knew his way in the bed, and that alone was a blessing in disguise, and being the decent human being made it even better. He was a ten, and never in my wildest dream did I think I would ever cross paths with someone like him.I will not forget about him for a long time.Monday was still far away, but Aaron wasn’t.I pulled myself up from the bed to sit down and glance at the gorgeous man sleeping beside me. Sure, I didn’t love him, and he didn’t love me, but to an extent, I felt such a stronger connection with him than I ever felt with another person. Perhaps I was crazy, or I was thinking too much.He felt safe. That alone made me feel comfortable enough to trust my body and mind to him, and I haven’t regretted doing that yet.I glance
He grabbed me by the shoulder and helped me onto my feet, capturing my mouth between his and snaking his tongue in to get the taste of his release lingering therein. His hands cupped my heavy breast while his mouth wandered to my neck, kissing and sucking on the flesh thereon. I moaned helplessly, wanting more and knowing he would give it to me. His mouth moved to capture my nipples, and after torturing them for what seemed like forever, he dropped to his knees.“You smell so good, gorgeous.” He moaned, his voice vibrating against my throbbing and needy pussy. I bit my lips and moaned, pressing my head against the wall as my lashes fluttered. He lifted my leg and placed it on his shoulder, and in the next second, I felt the flick of his tongue. My leg on the floor shook from weakness as my reaction surged through me at his action.This god of a man was on his knees, between my legs, pleasuring me. I whimpered when he pressed his tongue against my slit, and my eyes stayed shut, mentally
“And that was how I crashed my little sister’s wedding.” I concluded the long story I had been telling with a giggle.I had told him part of the story the night we met at the club, but never got to tell him the full story. We dived into little talks and soft touches after waking up, cradled against each other. One thing led to another, and we ended up going back to what took me to the club alone the night we first met. My family’s betrayal.His eyes twitched in fascination as he beheld me. “That was brave of you.”I nodded and added a mild shrug. “It was long overdue, but because of that rebellion, I no longer have a sister and a mother.”“You never had them in the first place,” he said.I sat up and folded my legs in yoga style, holding the bedsheet under my armpit to cover my upper body. “Enough about me. Tell me about you. Any brother? Sister? Lover?”He hesitated, and my eyes weakened. “Please don’t have a lover.”His eyes narrowed at me, but I continued to speak: “It’s not because
I woke in bed to see the day had broken. It was finally Monday, and a part of me wished this day wouldn’t come because I knew what it meant. Monday meant returning to our normal lives. This life, although brief, felt more real than anything I’ve ever experienced in all my twenty-one years of existence. It made sense why I didn’t want to let it go.Even the best of things has an end, I’ve been told, and this would not be any different. I had to prepare myself to get back to my real life, the one that waited for me outside this beautiful penthouse. Would it be so wrong to stay longer? He affected me the same way I affected him, so I wouldn’t be overstepping in wanting to stay, but this was my heart talking and not my head. I knew better than to overstay my welcome.The part of my senses that took notice of my surroundings finally kicked in, and I realised Aaron wasn’t in bed with me. It was weird considering he was nowhere in the room, either. That didn’t deter my plans. Today was my las