First kiss

"Of course you do. You look so wonderfully horrendous that you became a center of attraction for everyone. Don't you see how everyone is admiring your looks and cracked lips bending like a wounded pig?" I asked with a little smile that forced it way out of my cheek.

"Yens, those is me. Everyones says I was fine, you knows? Handsomest, winky winky cuted. Oya gaves me your call, let me called you every now." He said confidently as he stretched out his hand, handing his phone to me. I moved backward with a hideous look that checked him out from head to toe. Even if I wanted to be nice, I obviously lost it as I opened my mouth and chastised him for the sin he did not know he committed.

"See ehn, I no go lie you, u no get sense." [ I won't lie to you, you are an idiot]

He looked surprised but I didn't care. All I just wanted to do was to lash out on him.

"You no get sense na! [You are senseless] If you were wise, you wouldn't be walking up to every girl you see, asking for their phone number with your terrible English and odour that lashes out from your mouth while your mate are back in primary school learning how to write correct vocabulary and their pronunciation. Waka for my face omugo! [just go away idiot!]"

He was left shattered in dilemma as he frozen stiff like a fish that was kept in the freezer for so long and could not move an inch or shift in any way at all. I bet my words crushed his feeble heart as I finally beckoned on a bike that teleported me away.

Getting to Dele's place a hush descended on him. perhaps I was too late or was I too early? He led me into his room with his face all squeezed up. I could sense the fragance of his room was fresh and his room appeared to be very neat likewise his bed was evenly well laid.

"Has he really prepared for my coming?" I thought as I captured the room with my eyes looking from corner to corner.

"Are you not happy to see me or something?" I asked out of the blue, breaking all silence that seemed to have defeated the noise.

"Of course, I am the happiest to see you. Why would you ask that?" He answered looking straight into my eyes.

"Well, your face does not agree with you. You have an exasperated or seething expression. Maybe you are angry that I have come, maybe you don't want me around." I said with the lowest voice and with my face buried in the grounds but he can still hear me loud and clear.

"I am sorry if you have misunderstood me but, I really love that you have come. What shall I offer you, maybe someone needs to cheer up" He said as he tickled my tommy which excited me pleasurably.

"let me get you something to sip." He announced as he stepped outside the room.

He was really good looking. His hair appeared to be all curled which I didn't really noticed that well before. His lips were glowing but if I have the slightest thought that it was natural then I'd be a daft. Even so, the lips has complimented his handsomeness Maybe not as handsome as Joshua but he is special in his own way and I am starting to like him more and more.

His room was spacious. I could see his home theatre situated almost at the left extreme of his room and his TV hanging just a few inches above it. He had this large and tall wall decor hanging just above his bed on his left sided wall. His room appeared to be the complete definition of a guy's room.

My thoughts were made to disappear as he stepped back in with a chilled coke. It was as if he knew what I needed, my throat was almost dry and I couldn't wait any longer to draft the coke in my belly.

"Chai! Seems you are really thirsty for water." He said as he watched me drink the coke in a haste.

He sat right beside me on the bed as silence prevailed. He looked persistently into my eyes as he propelled his neck, having his lips to finally lock into mine. Though I didn't want to kiss him but I couldn't resist him. His gentle lips had a taste that left me in paradise.

"I want you." he said softly as he gently rolled me on my back and began to kiss my neck.

He placed his large palm on my bosom and slowly began to rob back and forth while I held more unto him, I lost all senses that controls me.

He zipped down my trouser as he continued to gently kiss me. I could feel his hands thrusting forward to my clitoris, rubbing back and forth as my urge to have him inside of me increases and the more I continued to clamour for him.

"Do it." I blurted

He rose up to his kneel right on the bed and gently took off my trouser as he pinpoint my clitoris with the tip of his tongue. One thing that will be the same for every woman is that she'd love it if you spent time exploring her body fully, kissing, licking and touching everywhere, so that she is fully aroused when you finally target her vulva and clitoris.

"'Does that feel good?" He whispered as I nodded in response.

He wasn't shy to shower me with compliments as he was getting down to sex. My breasts, the scent on my neck, my skin, my lips, my thighs, my waist, the feel of my vagina on his penis. The more confident I feel when naked in bed with him, the sexier I felt, which led to more pleasure.

It was just a round but it was longer than three rounds from my ex Olumide. I loved him the more and more to have found out he knows his way to satisfy a woman, something most guys pretend to know but do not.

With all my senses back to being adequately active, I kept thinking I didn't see any car parked outside before he brought me in.

"But where is your car?" I asked suddenly in a low voice.

"Oh!"  he answered surprisingly while I was still waiting for him to continue talking.

"You see, ehn! Hmmm! If I were to be completely honest, ehn! it wasn't mine. I only borrowed it from my friend to look good on a first date. He owns this room as well, I am actually living with him as I don't have a place of my own." He said in his lowest voice as he turned to look at me.

"I am sorry I gave you the wrong impression, I only wanted to look good, look good for you." He quickly added as he attempted to hold my hands, maybe to make me understand that he was sorry but I was done hearing him say whatever he intended to say.

I rose in series of flying leaps to my feet as I quickly wore my dress, carried my bag and left without saying a word.