Chapter 168: A Kiss in her House

So, I came to her with my eyes buried in her eyes, then I had my left hand on her waist, and my right hand I used to hold her left hand, now I saw her pupils dilating, she could no longer look me in the face, as she ran her eyes every other places but on my face, in her mind, she was already kissing me and I heard her exhale a chunk of air. I never knew Cynthia to be this shy girl, but whatever it was that made her this shy, I am loving the thing, I love her in this mood, it makes me feel in control, unlike her normal self that always likes to boss people. Then I left her hand and held her by the neck, now this was when I started getting a confused thought from her, in her thoughts she begged me to kiss her fast, and also in the same thought, she begged me not to kiss her in her father's house, it was obvious that she was really scared of being cut kissing me. I actually defied the other thought which was of no benefit to me and accede to the first thought which wants me to kiss the two petals of her lips. With my hand on her neck, I brought my face closer to her face, as my lips comes closer to her's she began to shut the doors of her eyes, she parting her lips making them look like a real rose petal that I always called it. Now with a slow gust, I punched my lips against her's giving her a wet and smooth suck which she retaliated. She now held me tight as we kissed, we kissed deeply with our tongues locking and sliding in and out of each other's mouth, now I brought my hand down to her soft round ass which was right fitted into her sweet sexy jeans, I grabbed both cheeks of her ass and she let out a moan right in my mouth. We're were just there kissing when mom came knocking at my door.

There is this problem l have with my mom, she does not understand I deserve some privacy. Yes, indeed, she will always knock before opening my door, but she was supposed to always wait for my response before opening it, my mom does not wait. She will just knock twice and open. It was because of this attitude of hers that I god a cardboard paper and wrote on it "DAMIAN'S CORNER... KNOCK AND WAIT FOR RESPONSE". I wrote this in bold letters but yet she never learn, I don't know if she forgets to read it or she just chooses to ignore it. 

We were kissing when mom knocked, as usual, she knocked twice and opened the door... What an embarrassment, I was so confused, and Cynthia felt so embarrassed and ashamed of herself. It was a cocktail of shame, embarrassment, and fear, then blended with a fine sense of anxiety. 

Yeah, indeed, mom did not catch us kissing, we heard her knock and we quickly broke the kiss, but there was not enough time to put ourselves together before mom opened the door. When she opened the door, and she saw I and Cynthia standing looking so confused like two thieves caught red-handed, we felt so weak, my feet could hardly carry me. Mom just looked at me and also she looked at Cynthia in the same manner, and she just said in slow words with a riddled look.

"The food is ready, is that right Cynthia? Now you both should meet me in the dining room."

Mom said and shot back the door and left, she never quarreled or say anything harsh or anything that tells that she saw anything, but I knew that she was fully aware of what was happening before she came in. Immediately mom left, Cynthia followed her and left me with my thoughts. 

So, In the dining room right at the dinner table, food had been served for everyone, I was the last to come to the table, there was a space left for me near mom. I was walked magnetically to the vacant chair which was obviously left for me, when I got there and sitted, I looked at mom's face and I realized that that I have made a mistake, kissing Cynthia here, had I known I would have listened to her second thought. At that moment, I feel tempted to scan through mom's mind, I will really love to know what she was thinking. But I just can't, I have already promised never to do that to her, in fact, it was a pact. And yes, I can now control my mind reading, I prefer calling it mind invasion, yeah, mind invasion it is, because I had to jump into someone's mind and gain access into their thoughts. I started controlling it immediately after we left our house, I feel like there was a hex placed on that place that was baring my mind reading. Seriously, my house, there was something about that place, I had the feeling immediately we got home. I just knew that place was not the same, I wished mom had not gone back there again, but thank God nothing happened.

"Let's pray before eating please, it is a ritual to us that we must pray before eating in this house. So please let's pray."

Mr. Bright said in a very sweet and soft tone, he said it and we all concluded, he asked Cynthia to pray and she made a very she shot but nice prayer, I caught her eyes again and she blushed, and once again I penetrated her thought only to find her thoughts making me lose my confidence.

"Why is he looking at me now? Please stop it, you are making me uncomfortable, see his blue eyes, like fish, just be looking at somebody anyhow." There were her thoughts. Hearing her say this, I felt a shock. My eyes? Like fish? And do I even look at her often? Well, I guess I do, hahaha. I often catch myself drooling over her, well, I guess the feeling was mutual, she felt exactly how I feel for her, I have heard her thoughts, she love me extreme, so do I, thank God this love of our is not one-sided, if it was, it would have been detrimental to the person who truly loves.

After the prayer, we washed our hands and started eating, it was Semovita and (Egusi) melon soup. The soup was really delicious, I noticed that as I tried to eat the food, Cynthia kept looking at me, like she was anticipating my tasting of the food. when I noticed this, the first thought that came into my head was really funny. I thought maybe she had sprinkled love powder in my own soup so I can love her even more. In my mind, I was like "but I already love you too much, how much more could a person love, hahaha, silly me, right? I know you will laugh about that, me too, it's always funny how I could actually think of that, but then I had to once again penetrate into her mind to hear her say, "please say its sweet," that was when k realized the reason she was looking at me, she was the one who made the soup. Immediately I realized this, I quickly took a cut to eat, but mom had already swallowed a lump before me, and as soon as it entered her out she moaned