Chapter 28

"Emeka you are just one hell of an asshole I can't" I finally started to think. "Oh my God, what's the time?" I asked jumping up.

He stood up too picking his phone and glasses.

"It's almost 10:00" I sighed checking the door. "They would have locked the door."

I couldn't believe I was so carried away by him that I forgot about everything. Things I always remembered. Things that were always the occupation of my heart. When I was with him my world stopped, my mind too and he becomes all that matters, my world.

"Maybe they haven't." He said adjusting his shirt.

"They must have." I smiled. "I'll just call someone to open the gate for me." The embarrassment and suspicious look I would get was just a little sacrifice I was more than willing to pay for being with him. He was worth it. He was so worth it and Worth even more. This moment, my first orgasm was worth it.

"I'm still hard." He said adjusting his trousers. He pulled me close to him and I bent backwards so my lower body touched his but the upper didn't. "I want you so much."

I pulled away from him. Resting both my hands on his chest. "This would teach you not to touch me illicitly and to stop when I say stop."

"You could give me a head." He smiled suggestively and I couldn't help but laugh. I suck at giving a blow job. The memory of the one time I tried  giving one to my ex was locked in a faraway place in my mind that I would never open. Thank God my ex was so nice as not to insist on me giving him a blow job after that first time. Anyway I wasn't surprised, he was nice. It was his first time having sex, you know the typical innocent boy.

"I suck at giving a blow Job. Like I suck like mad." I shivered at the thought.

"Well I could teach you." He said pulling me to him again. His hands on my ass. I was already dripping again. Another reason I should be scared. What if he turns me to a sex addict. I who hated human contact was craving it so much I could actually beg for it.

Every little touch from him turned me on, even his words. Even when he did nothing and said nothing his mere being with me turned me on. What's worse? Thinking about him turned me on.

I was fucked and fucked real good.

Him saying he wanted to teach me how to give a head should probably have annoyed me or irritated me. If it were to have been someone else who said it, I probably would have gone on the defensive.

But it was him.

I felt nothing but genuine excitement, crazy desire and need. For the first time I actually wanted to learn everything about giving pleasure. For the first time. Just so I could give him as much pleasure as he gave to me. I suck at a lot and I was willing to learn for him, but not today.

I had to rush back home.