Chapter Twenty-Three

About an hour later, Adaeze was lying on her side while he was plowing into her from behind, eliciting endless moans from her. He was holding on tight to her, squeezing her boobs as he kept giving her deep strokes.

Their pace quickened just as their moans and grunts intertwined.

And when they came, they did it simultaneously. She was quivering in his embrace while he released deep into her womb, enjoying the warm feel of his seed inside her.

“Damn…” she groaned out as her body was finally spent. She felt as if she was made of rubber, she just laid lax on the bed, unable to move even a muscle. “What did you do to me?”

Even though her voice was sounding a bit raw and weak, she did not have the strength to speak at her usual capacity.

Femi was lying beside her, his manhood was wet and slimy but it was now semi hard. He was tapped out and there was no way he could go another round. At least not until he had gotten serious rest. He chuckled at what she had said, “this is how you are meant to feel after a good bout of sex. Any other way and something was not done right.”

She turned to face him, their sweaty bodies had made the sheets wet, but then their combined sex juices had also contributed to that fact as well. She would have to change the sheets or at least get the hotel management to do something about it.

But for now, she was too tired to do anything in that regard. She just wanted to chill and relax, basking in the afterglow of good sex.

“Well, you do know how to get shit done, don’t you?” She asked him.

“I try my best…” he said as he gave her a friendly pat on her butt. Then he got up from the bed and began to walk naked toward the bathroom.

“Do you have to go?” She groaned, while she was tired at the moment, she knew she would still need some more of that msnhood. She was far from satiated and if he left how the hell would she cope?

“Uhm… yeah.” He smiled at her, “I have to get some work done this evening and that might take me the whole of the night. I would not be free again until tomorrow. Moreover, I believe you are going to pay your bride friend a visit right?”

“Oh… damn.” She muttered. She had totally forgotten about Abike and their scheduled appointment. So much for wanting to collect manhood. She needed to go, there was still time for it not to be considered too late.

“So I thought…” Femi told her and then walked into the bathroom.

She remembered briefly what had happened the last time both of them had been in the bathroom and the explosive sex that had taken place then. For a second she considered recreating that moment, but with a sad sigh, she pushed the thought away.

She did have to go to Abike’s place and moreover where was she going to see the strength to stand under the shower seeing as she was yet to recover from the onslaught she had already received. There will always be another time for her to reenact that.

Femi did not take much time in the bathroom. When he came out, he was looking fresher and his manhood was now completely soft. He hurriedly wore his clothes and made himself look presentable once more. Throughout all this, Adaeze was in her bed watching him. She just liked the way he was dressing and covering himself up after the atrocities they had committed. She just found it to be so hot.

Deciding to fuck him was beginning to feel like one of the best decisions she ever made because she had never known that something could feel so right and so good. Even though it was wrong.

But she was not going down that path now. She was just going to remain in the moment and enjoy it. Later she will deal with whatever came her way.

Femi pocketed his phone and wallets that had been tossed carelessly on the table by the door, he also picked up his car key and twirled it around his finger with the key ring. He was ready to leave.

“I will see you tomorrow night, okay?” He told her as he approached the bed.

She sat up and they kissed passionately. His hand cupped her breast as their tongues clashed.

But then she pulled away as she saw his manhood begin to harden, “you need to go.”

If she had also freshened up with him, she might probably have gone on with the kiss and see where it took them. Probably with him buried deep inside her. But she did not want to use her sweaty body to ruin the one he had just washed. And she had other things to do.

“You are right,” he told her with a chuckle as he used his hand to adjust his engorged shaft in his boxers so he would be more comfortable. “Till tomorrow night.”

As he turned to leave, she got up and used the bedsheet to wrap her body. When he got to the door, they shared another kiss while he squeezed her buttocks one final time. Then he opened the door and walked out.

She closed the door behind him, already missing him greatly.

She was getting used to having him around, whenever he was with her she felt like she could do whatever it was she wanted to do without any form of judgment whatsoever. She could be free with him and there will be no backlash or consequence.

Finally alone, she released the bedsheet and let it fall to the floor in a pool around her ankles. She walked naked across the room, went to open the fridge, and took out a bottle of water which she drank in one gulp.

“Shit… that felt so good.” She groaned as the cold water washed through her throat and deep into her belly.

She felt alive and in control. Nothing could go wrong.

She went to the bedsheet she had dropped on the floor and took it to the bathroom, adding it to the laundry pile. She would talk to the hotel staff so they would have it changed before she came back. She also picked up the nightgown she had worn to go and open the door for Femi. It had so many memories already. It was the same one she had worn the first time Femi had come, it seemed to be a prelude to great and explosive things that were about to come.

She would never throw it away.

She did not take it to the laundry, instead, she took it to the wardrobe. After all, she had not really worn it for an extended period of time. Both times she had worn it, it was taken off her body in a short while. So it was still clean in a way.

While at the wardrobe, she was about to take out the gown she had selected to wear. But then she had to hear the vibration of her phone. Someone was calling her.

She went to the bed and picked it up, the phone displayed Ken as the caller. She had to think a little about it, then she remembered that it was the guy she had met at the supermarket the day she had gone shopping.

She picked up the call.

“Hello Ada from Owerri,” he said the moment the call went through.

“Hi…” she muttered.

“It has been a while,”

“Yeah, where did you go?”

“Hmm… you have been expecting my call?”

She rolled her eyes, she had totally forgotten he had said he was going to call. But then how could she remember when Femi had been keeping her pretty occupied?

“Well… not really. But now that you have called, everything is forgiven.”

“It was because of work, do not be annoyed.”

“Yeah… I guess.” She kept her tone bland so that he would not be able to read any meaning into her words. But then that only meant that he would read one meaning.

“You are angry at me…”

“I said all is forgiven, did I not?”

“It does not mean that you are not angry na,” he said to her. “Okay, so how do I make it up to you?”

“I will leave that to you, why don’t you surprise me?”

“Surprise? I can do that.”

“Hmm… I guess. I should say that I am quite a difficult person to surprise.” She was saying that with a smirk as she turned and walked back to the wardrobe, she picked out the gown she had selected and laid it out on the bed.

“Oh… you have no idea what you are in for.”

“Hmm… you talk big. We will see how it goes.”

“You will have to come to my place though.” He told her.

“Already? Should we not at least go on a date first?”

“Why? We already know each other. Let us just consider our meeting at the supermarket the first date.”

“Well, you are quite direct.”

“I see no point in beating around. So what do you say?”

She thought about it, she knew without a doubt that whatever meetup that involved her and Ken would most probably end up with them in the sheets. She had known that from their first conversation on the phone. He had not tried to hide his intention and she liked him for that. She only hoped that he delivered as much as he spoke about.

She did not want to get there and get her expectations dashed. It would be quite a letdown.

“When would you like to show me this surprise?” She finally said.

“Tonight, if you are free.”

She sucked in a breath… she had nothing for tonight. Especially seeing as Femi would be busy and unable to come back to her. It would be good if she used it to try Ken out.

“Uhm… I am going to visit my friend right now, the one I told you was getting married.”

“No problem, are you planning to sleep there?”

“No.”

“Good, when you are done I will come there to pick you up. What do you say?”

“It sounds good, I will send you the address and when I am ready I will let you know.”

“Okay Ada, I have to go now. Talk to you later okay?”

“Sure.” She said and the phone went dead in her hand.

She slowly pulled it away from her ear and dropped it on the bed. She had just made another appointment with yet another man. This would be her third lover since she stepped foot in Lagos. And as if that was not enough, she was planning to add another to the number if Femi came through with this his crazy idea of a threesome.

She was getting deeper and deeper into this web and it was getting difficult to look at the person she used to be. Her experiment was working perfectly. She was changing indeed. But then, what if she did not change in the way she wanted? And she did not like who all these things turned her into? What would she do then?

She shrugged at the thought, she still had about five more days to go. She did not want thoughts like this interfering with her plans. She would go through with this tryst with Ken and see how it went. Even if it was barely hours after having another man cum inside her.

She made her way to the bathroom and hurriedly freshened up, running cold water over her body and using the soap to wash herself up. In a few minutes, she was done and she toweled herself dry. Then she walked naked back to the room and stopped by the bed, where the gown she was planning to wear was laid out. It had a few wrinkles, but that was from the moment she had hurriedly tossed it into the wardrobe after Femi had knocked on the door. As she looked at it, she could see that there was nothing much to it. She would be able to wear it anyway without the wrinkles being too obvious.

After all, it was not as if she had a choice. She was going to wear it whether it had wrinkles or not. Especially now that she knew she would be seeing Ken after her visit to Abike’s so she wanted to be in her bad bitch mode throughout so that she would find it easier to cope.

Femi had already done a good job of putting her in the mode, she just had to figure out a way to remain in that mode. So that when the time came to fuck Ken, nothing would hold her back. Unless it turned out he was a disappointment after all.

She finally picked up the gown and wore it, adjusting her body so that it went down her body easily. The fabric of the gown clung to her body, showing off her hips and curves. She adjusted it in the places that were a bit cramped like her breasts and her waist. When she was done, she felt comfortable enough.

She went back into the bathroom and used the mirror there to study her reflection. She liked what she was seeing. Even though she was not wearing a bra, the cloth seemed to push up her breasts making them stand so her cleavages were even more obvious. The gown also seemed to make her ass look a bit bigger and sexy than it was.

“Mama likee…” she muttered as she made her way back to the room. She hurriedly applied a little makeup to make her face stand out. Yesterday she had gone to Abike’s place with an empty face and Tunde had gotten a hard-on. She wondered how the reaction would be when she turned up like this.

She was going to find out for herself in due time. What she did know was that, no matter how it went the only person she was going to fuck was Ken. So unless there was a miracle that was pulled off, there was nothing that was going to happen.

Finally done, she went to the bathroom for the last time and brought out the laundry basket, leaving it beside the bed so that it would be easily visible. Seeing as she would most likely not spend the night in the hotel, she had to make sure everything is arranged for when the hotel staff would come and take care of their business.

So that when she returned tomorrow, she would do so to a neat room and a properly made bed.

She picked up her purse and her phone, as always made sure her keycard was inside it. Then she went through her footwear and decided to wear her sneakers. It went beautifully well with the gown she was wearing and just seemed to round up everything well.

In one word, she was a bombshell and she knew it very well.

Finally done, she looked around the room one last time then walked out with her purse in her hand. The rest of the day was filled with possibilities, and she was willing to accept those possibilities with an open heart and mind.