Passion

Hmmmn smells delicious..." Abby heard Tunde commented as soon as he walked into the kitchen. She was already done cooking the soup, was just waiting for the water she put on the cooker to boil so she could make the poundo that would go with it.

"I sure hope the taste is as good as it smells..." He said and smiled cheekily. 

Abby glared back in return, grabbed the packet of the 2kg poundo flour she was about making, and aimed it towards his head, which he caught smoothly mid-air while laughing at her.

"I swear, I just pray I don't end up murdering you before leaving your house today. You are so infuriating!" 

"And you're too tensed and over-sensitive. You really need to chill and loosen up please!" He said with a serious look on his face.

"I'm not over-sensitive! You are just very annoying."

"He laughed again, moving towards her placatingly. Seriously... I don't know why I'm like this with you. I'm very surprised myself, cos this mischievous person was not who I am.

There's something about you that just makes me want to keep poking at you." He drawled, looking at her like he's trying to figure something out. 

"You're so beautiful... But also too prickly... Always ready to take offense and always on the defensive...

You kinda remind me of this hedgehog pet I had when I was ten... When it entered a state of panic or needed to defend itself, it would curl into a ball and extended its spines vertically for protection.

Mind you those spines cannot be released in an offensive attack. It was just a defense mechanism when it sensed danger.

So what's your story?... Why are you so prickly?" He asked seriously, looking deep into her eyes. 

When he saw she lowered her eyes and wanted to move away from him, he quickly grabbed her around the waist, lifted, and sat her down on the marble kitchen counter, then stood in between her legs.

"You promised remember..." Abby pleaded when she saw things were about getting out of hand. Deep down, his touch was exactly what she craved for. She wanted him to touch and caress her all over.  

Something in her wants to break out and enjoy this moment but her home training keeps holding her back. There's a tug of war kind of situation going on inside her head. One was pulling her to live for the moment now that it's within her reach while the other was telling her to run...  

"No! I never promised not to touch you. I only promised I won't force myself on you. I said I won't do to you what you don't want Abby." He answered her question with a voice that had gone dangerously low... Something is telling me you want this as much as I want it.

I'm curious to know though... What is it about you that makes me want to throw caution to the wind and misbehave?" 

"I-I'm not sure I understand what you mean" she stammered and looked away from him, trying to escape his piercing and mesmerizing gaze. 

"I think I've been bewitched by you..." He whispered and gently turned her face back towards him. The back of his fingers caressing the right side of her face, his index finger trailing around her full lips and down to her chin, moving down further to draw an invisible circle on her chest with his middle finger.

"Do you somehow have witching powers?... Cos I think you've put a spell on me."

His finger slowly trailed downward, stopped at the swell of her breast, and slowly dipped in-between her cleavage. 

Abby suddenly took a sharp intake of breath... she was lost for words and could feel her skin burning even through the shirt as he trailed with his fingers.  

She was entranced and couldn't take her eyes off him. Her lips slightly opened, and she unknowingly licked and bit them as if she was beckoning him to kiss her, which he immediately did. 

He kissed her delicately at first, his lips grazing hers while holding her face in place with his two hands. He was afraid she would turn away from him if let her go. 

If only he knew she had secretly yearned for him to kiss her again ever since she wore his shirt close to her naked body. His scent had totally engulfed and messed with her sense of reasoning. 

Abby lowered her inhibitions and kissed him back fiercely, now totally in sync with him. He let go of her face then, moving his two hands down to her thighs. To be able to explore under her shirt. He lifted her slightly to remove the shirt that was caught under her buttocks. 

His hands caressed the softness of her butts, feeling the strands of beads she wore around her waist and twirling them around his fingers.

He let go of her mouth and gazed down at her face as if he was asking her permission to continue. Her eyes were closed, she refused to look him in the face but willing him to continue by tightening her grip on his arms to urge him on.

Moving his hands away from her beads, he caressed both her sides, watching the play of passion on her face. He moved his right hand to support her back, his left hand continued moving upward to the fullness of her left breast, he slightly pulled the quarter cup lacy bra she wore down at the front to free a very taut nipple, his fingers grazing it lightly. 

He saw as she reacted to his touch with a gasp. His lips met her slightly opens ones yet again and he thoroughly kissed her. Both of them sucking and nibbling on each other's lips. 

He pulled her bra further down to free and cupped each breast alternatively, twirling a nipple between his middle and thumb fingers. 

He finally let go of her lips to her ear, lightly nibbling at her earlobe while still fondling her breast. Abby couldn't take the sweet torture anymore, she responded with a deep moan, her fingernails digging into his shoulders.

"I want you, baby..." He whispered into her ear "but not in here... How about we move to the living room?" He asked kissing the crook of her neck.

His voice penetrated her subconscious mind, startling her awake like she was doused with cold water.

'Oh Lord, what am I doing?' She thought in alarm to herself.

"I-I...can't, the food... the water is already boiling, I have to make the poundo" she stammered out some weak excuses to him.

"Just turn the heat off and continue later"

"Please...we really can't...my boyfriend...i..."

"Oh for fuck's sake, fuck your boyfriend!" he said coldly in frustration, suddenly letting her go before leaving the kitchen in annoyance.