Chapter 11

        After that day, Peter's family and my family became very close. Sometimes Peter would visit me. At first, it was a little bit uncomfortable but with time I adjusted to it. He would follow me back from school before going back to his own house.

     Though we weren't dating, our new relationship was like that of siblings, and I was his junior sister even though we were born the same day, we would play together, but there was something I noticed about Peter, he was quieter in class than expected, normally he would climb on the chair and tell jokes all day.

          But now he tries his very best to pay attention in class, I missed his jokes anyway but maybe my prayer worked.

     And besides, I have only one year in high school, on our third term party the school made me kiss a person all in the name of game, I didn't feel it that much because it was a game of truth or dare by the MC of the party, Peter was so furious,    I was standing opposite him when I kissed the person and I Could see him clenching his fist like he wanted to punch someone.

        He was furious, he left the party, I, on the other hand, was busy, after the kissing scene I went to assist some teachers in preparation of report card, I was distracted by a loud cry outside the school, just to run outside and I met the boy I kissed holding his bleeding jaw, seems peter punched him.

      And was ready to punch him again, people rushed him, they asked him what happened " He kissed my girlfriend" the word hurt me so badly not because peter punched someone or because the boy was bleeding, but because peter has a girlfriend she was so lucky.

     I went inside to continue my recording, I did that for a while but I don't do things when I am angry, I decided to go outside for a while to receive fresh air. When I got there I saw Peter sitting with his head faced down. I just sat beside him….. so how's your girlfriend doing and what do you think she would say about you beating a boy? He just smirked, and lifted his head so he would stare at me directly, how are you doing, and what do you have to say about me beating someone?

      He answered my question with a question, well I love honesty, so I told him wasn't so and he wouldn't have punched the guy till he started bleeding, he bent his head again, feeling embarrassed I knew he did it out of anger, he stared at me again like he wanted to say something but couldn't.

      He just held my hand and leaned on my body,  I couldn't resist, I used my hand to caress his cheek and he held it in place, he supported my hand on his cheek, this was a steaming moment I was so hot, I don't know if I should be happy that we were close, or I should be scared before his girlfriend beats me as peter did to the other boy.

     No, that moment was priceless, I crushed on Peter for a whole year, I should enjoy this moment. Besides, Peter won't let anyone touch me, we stayed like this for some time but it started raining, though he hesitated to go inside.

     After that day I didn't talk to peter for three days and it was hell, for me, but surprisingly he visited that day, he took permission from his mom and my mom to sleepover at my house, I was so excited, though I was brown-skinned I was like a tomato.

      I wore my best miniskirt. I don't know if peter would like it, with a black top, I love black, I don't know if Peter does too, we hung out during the day, and when he was late he slept in my brother's room.

     Since my older sister wasn't around I was the only one in my room, I couldn't sleep so I logged in on Facebook, surprisingly peter was online, he asked why I couldn't sleep and I told him, and in two minutes he  was standing right in front of me with his pajamas, he placed a finger on his lips signifying silence.

     I let inthe climb on my bed he leaned very close to me and was just an inch away from m,  I felt hot and cat old the same time I could hear the sound of my heartbeat, he came a little bit closer and his nose could touch min, and before I knew it we were already kissing.

     This was my first kiss, that wasn't forceful, or lustful I was so emotional if kissing someone would make you so light like a feather, I don't mind doing it every day I was light-headed, I didn't know tears were coming out of my eyes, Destiny seemed to be experienced, he kissed like a pro, his lips taste divine is hands were going up and down on my body.

     And I was still wearing my miniskirt, his hands squeezed my butt cheek, he continued exploring till I felt them on my boobs, then I noticed he was on top of me, he massaged them, while his lips were devouring mine.

     Then he stopped reading my facial expressions, I was staring at him while trying to catch my breath. He asked if he could go ahead. I just nodded. I never knew my body could make me feel this much pleasure just by kissing.

    I felt I was in heaven, my heart was beating fast, he took my shirt off, same with his, I became very nervous, so am I going to have my first sexual intercourse in my mother's house? The world sex made me very nervous and scared, am not sure I was ready to have sex, and unprotected one for that matter, I  wanted to protest but peter caught me of guardhouses was kissing me, so fast I couldn't keep it.

       I wasn't thinking straight anymore,h his lips were blowing my mind, he kissed my neck, collar bone, and I let out a moan that I had been holding for ages, I  felt his wet mouth on my nipples, he sucked it while massaging the other, he continued the sweet torture till he got to my stomach, she sucked my belly button.

     How can that be pleasurable? But it indeed was at that moment every part of my body responded to his touch, his hands went under my skirt he knew I wanted him to touch me there I was aching badly for his touch,

    I felt his finger on my private area, he went around in a circular motion then stopped immediately. If he hadn't I wasn't sure I could keep quiet anymore. The pleasure was too much. I was thankful he did but his action surprised me.

   He just took his shirt stood up and left the room without saying anything, he didn't look back to know how I felt about it he just left, I   kept looking at the door whether he would come back but he didn't.

    I wore my clothes before anyone would wake, seeing me naked. I      was disappointed, maybe I wasn't reacting the way I should when he pleasured me, or I was too noisy, or did I provoke him in any way, many thoughts stormed my head before I finally gave in and slept off. 

    The following morning Peter was nowhere to be found he left early. According to my mom, he had things to do at home he couldn't explain why he left the room, and I won't see him today since the term is over, I  was so sad.