Ps: If you love listening to music while reading, these are some of the songs that you could listen to while doing so that matches the mood of this chapter. Mind you, they are all Nigerian jam.

* Like I do by Fireboy DML

* Sinner by Adekunle Gold

* Forever remix by Gyakie and Omahlay

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Seiyafa walked into the living room with her mug of tea. It was only some minutes to eight o'clock. Her favorite soap opera was just about to begin. She sat down on the three seater which was directly opposite the television in preparation. She heard Taiye come into the living room. She sighed exasperatedly. The moron was something else. Hadn't she told him to eat and not worry about her?

'Seiyafa,' he called softly. 'Don't do this to me now. Come and eat.' He walked up to her, standing afore her.

'I am fine Taiye, seriously,' she assured him. He wasn't buying it and she saw it in his eyes. He stared stubbornly at her like an obsolete donkey. She couldn't resist sighing again. She was already full. Why was he bothering her?

'I am not having that and you know. You only just had a few slices of plantains and some spoonful of milk rather than your oatmeal,' he said to her. She shook her head.

'It's because I am full already. If I wasn't do you think I would leave it all to you? Can't you tell?'

'Probably,' he said debating it. She clicked her tongue noisily and got to her feet. He blocked her path as she tried to take remote control from the adjacent sofa.

'Taiye,' she whined with a laugh as he came closer, 'I am alright.' Something crackled to life around them. She noticed it, thick and morassing, hypnotizing even. Her body began to warm up at their proximity. Their gazes locked squarely causing heat to race through both, fast and furious, like the Flash.

'Sure Seiyafa, sure?' he asked her and for so reason she just knew that he was no longer talking about her abandoned meal.

'Maybe, I don't know,' she murmured softly, unable to look away from his eyes, those orbs that mirror the heavy want bolting through her.

'Sei, Seiyafa,' he murmured as he touched her cheeks, stroking them softly. Then their mouths met, hot, fierce and passionate.

None of the both could explain how it happened. She only remembered desire engulfing her as he pressed her into his hard masculine body. He tasted the whole of her mouth, wanting more and finding just that which he sought. He ravaged her mouth mercilessly like a monk who had been celibate for so long, denied of the carnality of life. Her small breast grew heavy and her nipples quickly tightened as he frenched not just her lips, but her soul, unable to get enough of her as she was unable to get enough of him. She strove quite hard to match his impatient pace as their saliva mixed.

Blood pounded in his ears, in his head as she moaned repeatedly against his lips, an indicator to do more. His testosterone levels accelerated in the speed of light, unrestrained. He lifted her and placed her on the couch, joining her. He kissed her once again. He left her lips, ravaging her neck and face with kisses, moving to her body, exploring every forbidden yet delicious territory. She moaned at each glide of his tongue, each touch of his fingers, each nip of his teeth on her hot flesh, driven by unbitten passion.

Somehow their clothes were subtracted from their bodies, whispering to the floor and the center table and the sofa. He played her masterfully like a good note, pushing her to her yielding point, enjoying her cries and screams of pleasure. He caressed and stroked every damn inch of her until she begged desperately to be filled. And then, he took her, there and then.

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