The Evil Called Love - Episode 3

 

He stepped out of the bathroom putting on nothing but the white towel that had hung on the wall, he was not an unusual guest in the apartment, he knew his way around quite well.

She laid down devouring him with her eyes, they just had dinner, but she wanted more than that with him. He looked outrageously hot, and she just laid there moping the creep out of him.
She found him unpredictable, that was one thing she liked about him. He wasn't just plain like the other guys she had met, no! With this one she had a wild romance, and that alone made her mad for him, for his body, anytime he called.
" Are you done fantasizing about me?" He called her back from what seemed to be a very distant place.
"If you come to bed, it won't be a fantasy anymore". He laughed and instantly turned his laughter into a stir.
"Why don't you come get what you want". Damn! Exactly what she described earlier, he sure knows how to pull the plug on her logic. She found it difficult to think around this guy, it's was not just hard, it was impossible.
"You know it's impolite to keep a gentleman waiting". Her heart paused when she heard his sweet husky voice, and she could feel her heart thumping loudly as she gestured in for a hug.
She let her eyes dwell on the seductive sight of him as he stood at the entrance of that bathroom, he was breathtaking. And the darkness of the room really complemented his personality making him look utterly delicious and irresistible.
It was not just his money she was after, but she was also after him. " Why should Fummi have him?" She thought.
"I introduced them to each other anyways, and now I can't help the fact I want him back. Besides she doesn't even know how to take care of him like I do." 
Fummi had repeatedly told her roommate how she planned on keeping herself till after her marriage.
(Silly girl, she doesn't know how to keep a man like this in a generation like ours).
"You told me what you have with Fummi is not serious, so why are you still with her till now?" She didn't last long before she made audible what her mind and heart had argued thoroughly about. Though she was happy that they had issues.( Whatever it was, because her roommate didn't say, and extracting information from him was really cumbersome).
He only assured her that what had happened was natural and Fummi was being dramatic with the whole thing.
" I told you, you're the one I care about, Fummi does not really matter. I don't love her as I love you". These words held truths that were questionable, but the way he rolled them off his tongue was ecstasy of another level for her.
Stupidity never felt so pleasurable, I mean there she was with the same guy that was her roommate's boyfriend. She should be taking her friend's side, but her friend does not make her feel like he does, her friend doesn't give her the wads of cash he does.
She wanted him, not just now but forever. And whenever she came to this realisation, new hope springs up, that he will eventually come around and discover for himself what she already knows. That she was better for him than that ingrate called Fummi.
Her breathe was loud, a breathe of relief, a breathe that she believes, and that was all he needed.
He found her entertaining, the way she would catch him off guard and yet manage to let him lie again. A better lie than the last time, she made it too easy, and looked exceptionally s*xy while doing it.
He strode towards her with her smile on his face, for every step he took in her direction, she took one away from him.
It was not intentional, but she needed space, space to process what he just said.
She was too in love with him, and that became a flaw. It made her unreasonable, she was a fool. However, it wasn't right for him to Know that, not yet, until she was sure she was his fool forever.
She kept on moving backwards as he persistently moved forward till she bumped against her roommate's wardrobe ( The same gift this man had given someone else, not just anyone but the one she called a best friend).
She was stuck, and he didn't stop either.
He crowded her space leaving nothing between them, her heart raced anxiously not knowing his next move, that built up enough pressure to kill her emotionally. Leaning close into her till his lips grazed her ears, he said the words that sent both her brains and conscience packing.
" It has always been you, I have wanted you from the first day and I'm only using Fummi to get to you".
Breathless she dragged him closer, her heart pounding like a pestle.  For the first time in her life, breathing was hardwork as she struggled to hide how she felt. Asides the joy that was visible on her face, she felt turned on.( He did it again, her body was a guitar that only this artiste played with ease).
His lips moved from her ears to the back of her neck allowing his breathe to hit her skin, he then asked.
" Can I kiss u now?, because I have held the temptation long enough".
She was helplessly under his spell and her words disgraced her, as anytime she opened her mouth to speak only air made it's way out.
She knew this was selfish, she was hurting her friend. But selfishness never felt this good. 
She felt all her worries disappear as their lips locked together, every touch, every c*ress was a message of longing and starvation.
She had longed for him and the thought of what she imagined everyday and every night happening made her feel whole.
She hated sharing him, even worse when she knew who she was sharing him with. He had told her to only wanted to sleep with her and then he would be hers and she would do anything to make him happy.( Especially when she knew Fummi was a virgin and it's a failed conquest)
 After all, "all men are born cheats, it's only an advantage if yours told you who he wanted to cheat with". This was the truth she had made herself believe, but it doesn't matter, he was hers even if it's just for now, she was okay.
He traced her n*ked body with his fingers, she couldn't help but to let out a moan that was immediately covered with a kiss. His touch was making her feel things, things that made her body burst with unimaginable wants.
She pulled him closer, and he then turned her around pushing her down on the bed as his hands then grab her hands and held them above her head.
Her body was on fire, her heart pumping faster than ever as she saw him scavenge her with his eyes. Savouring every bit of her being, slowly his eyes moved to match hers, his lips still wet from the damage it had done to hers.
His eyes looked pure, pure with the most devilish thoughts possible.
Moving his hands down to her legs he stirred emotions in her she didn't feel around anybody but him, he knew what he was doing to her and he enjoyed every bit of it.
"Dele please" she couldn't take the games anymore and he looked at her he saw nothing but a needy and desperate Bukumi.
It's funny how other guys feared her for her aggressive attitude, but she was begging for him, longing for him inside of her.
He smiled, a smile that displeased her as the irritation was visible on her marred face, but before she could utter any words he joined both their bodies in the way that they had been begging.

She kissed him with a hunger only him could match, this was not their first time together, they have been having s*x even when he was dating Fummi. But each time they had what they now shared, it was magical.
Without warning he pushed harshly into her and followed the sensation with a bombardment of kisses on her lips, neck, shoulders and br*asts.
He was mercilessly penetrating her with a passion she found assuring, that he wanted her, as badly as she wants him.
Not one scream slowing him down, he only did what his brain told him to, if he was even thinking then. 
"Bukumi" his voice almost sounding like a whisper.
"Ye.......ah....." He didn't even let her finish answering before he planted another round of hungry kisses on her temple.
" Am madly in love with you, and what we have I can never have with Fummi".
She leaned forward and hugged him, the happiness that flowed over her features made him smile as well. Even though he knew the truth, the truth he will never share.
Alfred looked totally gobsmacked, he was pale with disbelief.
He had only been there to get his book back from Fummi ( who apparently is not around because of the distress call she got from home concerning her mother).
Her not telling him made him angry, but what he had just witnessed between Dele and Bukumi ( the same Dele she was going to forgive and make up with in a few days time) was heartbreaking.
Not for her, but for him. 
" Why do girls spend so much time and energy with boys that are no good for them?" That held a mystery to it, a mystery Alfred feared will never be solved.
He had to leave before he could be spotted, the beautiful moment the two had shared will go sour if they knew he had seen it all.
Adjusting his trousers but majorly his unexpected er*ction, he dashed away from the scene.
Hope you all are enjoying your read?
Comments on Bukumi, let's hear how you feel about her, and tell me if I did a good job painting "Dele" as a yoruba demon. (LOL!).