One Hundred And Twenty Five

He turned around and rested my back against the wall so he could loosen the knot behind my neck, holding my dress up.

I felt the material of the dress fall to my waist. He cuffed both my breasts, holding me up against the wall with just his waist. His lips found my neck, and then my shoulders, and then I felt his tongue against my hardened nipple.

I gripped his shoulders tightly when he started to suck my nipple."Ohh," I shuddered, and surrendered myself to him, resting my head on his left shoulder.

His lips went back to my neck, and I found myself groaning, wanting him inside me more than ever, and just like he heard me, he picked me up again like I was weightless and took me to the bed.

He raised my legs to take off my underwear and I assisted my raising my hips. He took it off and went on to take off his shirt quickly before climbing over me.

He gave me one of the hottest tongue kisses we've ever shared while playing with my little bean."Mmmmn," I moaned when his lips left mine.

He got off me and took off his jeans and trousers. While I watched, he took off his briefs and I saw how hard he was. It was at that moment I remembered he wanted to stay celibate.

He came back over me and I could feel his hardness over my thighs it almost made me not ask what I planned to but I had to be sure.

"Are you sure you want to?" I asked when he cupped my face to kiss me again.

"I want you," he answered and I just bit my lips. His voice has never been sexier.

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Morning.

I woke up with a jerk when I heard my phone ring. Sitting up, I looked around for it and saw it on the floor, near where Kim's room mirror hung.

I raised the sheets and saw Uche resting his head on my left thigh; that explains why it felt numb. The memories of last night suddenly came flooding it without a warning. My eyes widened with surprise the more I remembered and then I found myself staring at Uche in disbelief.

We fucked. We did. Fuck. Did I make him break his celibacy with me last night? I couldn't remember half the things that happened last night before we had sex. All I could recall was pricking my nails into his skin while we did it.

I stretched my neck over to where he lay on his stomach to check if the mark was there and then I saw it. His skin was brown, but yet, my finger imprints were still visible.

I bit my lips and stared at him sleeping, his head still on my thighs, and then the sound of my ringtone filled the room again and I remembered what woke me up.

Slowly and as gently as I could, I raised Uche's head and placed it on the bed, then I got out and went to the phone. It was Nick. Freaking twelve missed calls. How long has he been calling? I picked up just when the phone was about to stop ringing.

"What the hell, Julie? Where are you?!" I heard him and had to hold the phone away from my ears.

"What?" I asked, still not fully awake yet.

"My mum's coming home in ten minutes, where the fuck are you?" He decided to stop being loud on the phone.

"What?" I asked again.

"Julie, my mum comes home at ten. Where are you? Are you with Uche? He won't pick up his fucking phone...and you too..."

"Your mum comes home in ten?" I asked, finally grabbing meaning to his words.

"Yes! I've told you that two times now..."

"Shit," I realized."Ten minutes?"

"Well, nine now." Nick answered with a very audible sigh."I swear I won't even cover up for you if you don't make it home on time." He said lastly before hanging up.

I rubbed my face and looked at the mirror in front of me, that was when I saw Uche sitting on the bed behind me. I turned around and went to him.

"My aunt will be home in nine minutes, I've gotta go," I told him and started to look around for my clothes. I didn't even have time to acknowledge that we were both naked and not caring about it.

"What are you looking for?" He asked, sleep-dazed like I was a few seconds ago.

"My dress..." I answered first, raising the sheets and forcing him to stand up from where he sat."And my underwear...and my shoes...I can't find anything, why can't I find any of them!" I got perplexed and I guess that took the sleep out of his eyes.

"I'll find them," he picked up his boxers from the bed and turned them inside out before putting them on.

"You know what? Wear my shirt," he picked up his shirt from the floor and straightened it out before holding it up in front of me.

"I don't have a skirt or a pair of shorts to wear..." I panicked.

"It's long enough, you won't need one." He said something I already knew but didn't think of. I didn't say anything more, I just took it from him and started to put it on. He stood, mouth gaped, watching me put on his shirt.

"Are you serious right now?" It occurred to me that he was staring at my breasts.

"Sorry. Dress..." He murmured and scratched his head in obvious confusion. I groaned tiredly. It made him turn back at me."Should I take it off so you can wear it?" He asked, pointing at his underwear.

"No?" I blinked, wondering why he thought of that."Maybe I should just go like this," I stood in front of the mirror and saw that his shirt was long enough to cover me up.

"I'll just put on my jeans and..."

"No," I cut him short."You'll stay here and find my things; my dress, my underwear...oh my God, you need to find that most of all, this is Kim's room, I can't..." I shook my head and shuddered at the thought."Are you even listening to me, Uche?" I had to ask when I noticed he was just staring without a word.

"Yeah, I am." He suddenly sounded so sober. Finally.

"Okay," I smiled and pecked him on the cheeks before rushing out. He hurried to the door to watch me leave Kim's place.

I tiptoed over the few sleeping persons on the floor of Kim's living room as I found my way out.

"Text me if you get home on time," he mouthed to me when I was at the door. I nodded before walking out and closing the doors behind me.