Must Read: My Friend, Her Boyfriend And I - Season 1 - Episode 17

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Must Read: My Friend, Her Boyfriend And I - Season 1 - Episode 17

Our lips merged, mouths melded, tongues tangled, I clung to him, he wrapped himself around me. Mutually in our thoughts we agreed it was time to sit down, without disentangling from our kiss, he backed away to the sofa, he sat down and took me with me. I sat on his laps, with each thigh around him still engrossed in our kiss.
I wrapped my hands around his head, stroking from head to back, arms and chest. With great effort I broke the kiss to kiss around his face and ear. He took the opportunity to kiss my neck again, which he seemed to like very much.

His mouth traced my collar bone, sending shivers through my bone. He moved back to my waiting mouth. Never in my life had I been contented with a kiss. This kiss was comforting, it was not of love or S£x, it was of two people who needed each other. Two people who were drawing strength and pleasure from each other. Also, I have never seen a more disciplined kisser.

He did not let his hands venture to my br3ast or butt0ckz, it was just my head, neck, arms and back, the farthest he went was my collar bone.

I could not say how long the kiss went for but I was for a while. I could not say who broke the kiss, but we stopped kissing. Still sitting on his laps, and trying desperately to avoid his bulged manhood that was pushing against my stomach.
I rested my head on his chest, breathing heavily.
He wrapped his arms around me, sighing deeply into my hair. I touched my lips, it was swollen.

I did not mind. He tried to say something but his voice had hanged, he cleared his voice and tried again.

‘I’ve wanted to kiss you since you walked out of your apartment last night. Gosh, you have the most beautiful neck I’ve ever seen. With your hair in a pony tail, it showed all the fine lines of your wonderful neck.’ I giggled against his chest. Never had I heard that the neck was a turn on for some men. He was describing my neck like a pot of gold.

‘What’s funny now? Why you dey laugh na?’ He queried. I arose from his chest to take a look at him.

‘Na you dey make me laugh now. As I carry back and front reach so, na my neck you see abi?’ I said in mock anger. He bent forward to drop a kiss on my lips.

‘No be my fault, different strokes for different folks, and I like your back and front very much too! Do you know how hard I had to restrain myself from trespassing?’ He asked with a raised eyebrow.

This man was funny, easy to talk with and a delight to kiss. Not a bad combination at all. As if we planed it, we yawned at the same time.

The club and alcohol was beginning to tell on our body. I checked the wall clock, the time was past five. My body ached, my legs was trembling from the sitting position I was. I was well worn and I was sure I would sleep now no matter how strange the bed was, but the truth was, I did not want to sleep alone. I wanted another warm body beside me. He cleared his throat bringing me back to the present and away from my thoughts.

‘I should go and sleep now. I’m very tired…’ I said somehow hoping he would invite himself to my bed.

‘Since I’ve had a doze of your mouth and neck, I think I would sleep too. Thanks for the kiss, you made my night.’ He said and we both stood up at the same time. Would he not invite me to his bed? If he would not, then I have to do something. I thought about faking a scare like saying I could not sleep alone. I thought about faking a nightmare to get him into my bed, they all seemed childish. I have to do something, that I was sure of.

‘I would be across the room if you need me, see you lerra today.’ He said drawing me into a hug. He hugged me, kissed my cheeks and neck and turned back to walk away. I watched him walk to his door, waiting for the right moment to strike. When he touched the knob to open the door, I called,
‘Godwin. Wait.’ He halted.