[Excerpt from Episode 1]: …He stared at her sheepishly with the guilt all over his face, bowing his head slightly, he reached blindly for her as she evaded his touch. She ran out of the room as he called to her… (Read Episode 1 HERE)
He reached her just as she was about to open the
door, he grabbed her and enveloped her in a hug from behind. She sagged into
him with her head bowed and allowed him. “I am so sorry Dammy, really sorry.”
His voice came in a hoarse whisper into her ear and she fought against the pool
of tears in her eyes. The past two years had seen her warding off different
men; the attractive, the ugly, the rich, the pauper wanting her to do
‘surulere.’
Her entirety had been for him and it hurt badly to know he hadn’t
been on the same page. “How long has this been going on? Are there others I should
know of? ” her voice was stronger than she felt as she disengaged herself from
his embrace and turned to face him. She swept her unruly hair from her face as
she stared at him defiantly, her eyes emotionless saucers masking all the pain
and hurt coursing through her. In hushed tones, he rasped out that Mirabel was
the only one and the affair had started a year after he got to America. “I
tried Dammy, I really did. I held on for so long, a whole year I had control of
myself. Then one morning it was like something took over me and before I knew
it, Mirabel happened. I swear she means nothing to me. You are the one I love,
when I think of my future, I see it with you not her. Please Dammy I know I
messed up but don’t let’s destroy what we have. Please!”
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She sat on the couch with her legs tucked under her
as she pretended to read the book in her hands as Whitney Houston’s “Where Do
Broken Hearts Go?” played slowly from her headset. She had gone through about
ninety-four sad love songs on her phone and she was feeling as depressed and
moody as the artistes must have been when they wrote such songs. She looked up
as Gbade walked into the room in nothing but his briefs; he looked as handsome
and fit as ever she thought to herself. She shook her head as if to dispel the
thought and tried to force her concentration back to her novel and the song
playing. Miley Cyrus’ “Wrecking Ball” was playing now. She sneaked a look again
from under her eyes and saw that he was watching her. Quickly, she lowered her
eyes and adjusted uncomfortably on the couch, unfolding her legs in the
process. She gulped involuntarily as she heard him approach and cringed as she
felt his cool hands on her bare thighs. She was wearing a bum short with an
oversized shirt so most of her lower body was exposed, removing her reading
glasses, she stared at him questioningly? He was squatting in front of her with
a puppy look on his face and she could tell past two days had been rough for
him as well. “Is this the end Dammy? You have barely talked to me since I
arrived two days back? I can’t bear to see you like this, if you want…” he
choked on his words emotionally and she felt a twinge of pity. Gbade didn’t
talk much, she was the talkative and he was shy on showing emotions he felt so
she knew how hard this must be for him. Without another word, she pulled him up
and kissed him fully on the lips. “It’s alright baby, so long as you let her go
and come back to me.” He hugged her tightly and whispered “I belong only to you
Tangy baby.” She smiled then remembering his pet name for her.
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Dammy was panting as if she had just run three miles
none stop as she thrashed under Gbade. His tongue was flicking in and out of
her ear which was one of her erogenous spots. She whimpered as his hands
fondled her left breasts and gently. His assault on her ears with his probing
tongue didn’t stop as expertly, with his other hand he slowly unbuttoned the
shirt she was wearing. She was a woman in heat and she arched into him so
fiercely when his finger flicked over her nipple, he paused for a second and
grinned at her. Unabashed she flashed a set of pearl white teeth and groaned
“It has been two years damn it! Get along with your duty soldier.” He didn’t
need another urging as he bent his head and his mouth found her bare breasts,
at first he flicked his tongue over her already pointed nipple and then in one
quick move, he had it in his mouth and sucked gently. She thrashed wildly on
the bed and moaned in pleasure, it had been too long. The wait was worth all
this pleasure. She reached out her hand and grabbed at his shoulder. She traced
the fine contours of his manliness down and ran her fingers lightly against the
pubic hair disappearing into his briefs. He moaned against her breasts,
exhaling heat that turned her on even more. She couldn’t hold back anymore, she
delved inside with her hands and touched the heated rod pulsing down there. The
rock hard rigidness excited her and she closed her hands around it, feeling its
might. Just then, the phone shrilled and she opened her eyes inquiringly, it
was Gbade’s phone and she wondered who could be calling by 11:30 at night. He
gave her a quick kiss on the lips as he rolled away from her and picked up his
phone. Mumbling incoherently she leaned over his shoulders to nib at his ears
playfully but paused as she saw the caller id. Mirabel!
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