Kemar POV

I pulled the blanket over my legs nestled into the soft cushion of the sofa and started unseeingly at the open Bible in my hand.

It was now hours into the night and I was unable to sleep not because of the incident that took place earlier but because of the woman who was a short distance away tucked in my bed.

I closed my eyes and shifted as I tried to bring my mind to focus on the passage before me. But as much as Isaiah 60:22 flooded my mind and gave me a set directive my flesh wanted to break free.

My desire to take what I wanted for almost all my adult life--- to love Cullayne with all my heart and body--- raged a war inside me.

I pushed my glasses up the bridge of my nose and chanted silently as I let out a slow steady breath, "When the time is right I the Lord will make it happen."

I sat upright and rubbed the bandage at my neck in annoyance. I felt a momentary surge of anger that Bounty had caused me this added stress of having the woman who I needed here with me but could not have.

I heard my phone chime and on retrieval from its place on the centre table, I looked to see that it was another colleague checking up on me.

After a quick response, I returned my phone and tried to focus on anything but the woman who was nestled in the confines of my bed her sweet alluring scent mingling with that of my sheets.

I groaned and rubbed the bandage again out of habit more than anything else and let out a frustrated breath as I was nowhere close to getting Cullayne out of my thoughts and quelling the hedonistic thoughts that raged in my mind.

Ok, maybe a movie would do the trick, I decided before getting up off the sofa and going to manually turn the TV on because the remote was not at its usual place on the centre table and I was in no mood to look for it.

Mass Cushane would kill me if he knew the thoughts I was having about his daughter... I thought as I randomly selected a movie and pressed play before returning to the sofa... Like putting butta in a puss mout.

I was picking up the blanket from where it had slipped to the floor when I got up and found my eyes catching a pair of shapely legs approaching in the semi-darkness of the living room.

Don't traverse upwards I warned my eyes but damn if they listened. On their own accord, they slowly travelled upwards to appreciate thighs which were partially covered by my shirt.

I swallowed visibly as my throat suddenly felt dry and my body burned with longing. Though oversized my shirt did little to hide the curve of her hips or the bare firm roundness of her breasts beneath the soft knitted material.

God please, I prayed. I really can't control myself with her here like this!

My balls were already aching with my suppressed need and to see her standing there a delicate shoulder bare and calling out to be tasted and nibbled on as the collar of the shirt slipped down her upper arm was only intensifying my barely bridled need for her.

Her hair I realised was loose and falling in an array of natural coils about her face. I watch as she reaches up and with delicate fingers slips a few strands behind her ear.

"Is everything okay?" I croaked huskily as my need for her spiralled inside of my loins causing my member to bulge my sweatpants.

Damn, relax yuh idiot! I coached hoping to get myself under control as I carefully placed the blanket in front of me to mask my telltale need for her.

"I was just about to ask you the same thing," I heard her say before walking up to me and coming to stare at me with concern.

"Yeah," I said nodding. "I'm cool."

She frowned and I hoped she did not read me.

I quickly made to provide a more convincing reply because the last thing I needed was for her to find out my desires and needs but still all I did was babble on "I.. awe... Yes, sure nothing's the matter... I'm fine."

"Kemar it's ok you don't have to hide it," she replied softly.

I frowned and stared at her standing inches away from me her eyes full of care and her fingers warm and tender as she reached out and held my fingers in hers.

Did she know?

My heart fluttered in my chest as she led me to my room her bare feet making soft footfalls on the tiled floor as I followed in a trance.

Cullayne know mi love her?!

She knew and she was not angry or disgusted about it. I felt my heart beat like the rapid intro of a drum line band as relief and serenity flooded me at the revelation.

Well of course she knew she was a Read~er after all. She could decipher feelings and emotions just as well too because it gave her a discernment that was lacking in an ordinary individual.

When we were in the room she motioned for me to sit and not sure if I could keep my hands off her before we spoke about the matter at hand I opted to sit by a small table that housed a blooming yellow orchid that was given to me by
an appreciative patient a few months prior.

Me being on the bed with her was a no-no.

"Take it off Kemar I want to see it," I heard her say and I looked up at her my mouth agape and my eyes wide.

Did I hear her correctly? Did she want me to get naked? My body leapt further with the wildfire of longing and I resisted the urge to pull her to me and let her feel me as well.

However, I dropped the blanket that I was still gripping for dear life rose slowly to my feet and looked into her eyes before my hand went to the waistband of my sweatpants and made to pull it down over my hips.

My heart beat in my bare chest with a deafening sound of anticipation as I made to tug it down but her words stopped me in my tracks.

"Do you have any bandaids? Maybe it would be better than that bandage."

I froze in my my act and stared at her my mind reeling with the revelation that she was talking about my wound.

I quickly removed my hands from my sweatpants and pointed to the adjoining door that led to my bathroom and thanked the heavens above that it had saved me from the most embarrassing moment of my life.

"I think I have some in the drawer on the cabinet by the face basin," I told her after regaining my composure.

To think I thought she had wanted to see my manly member! My face was burning red and I was grateful my dark completion saved me further embarrassment.

I would have hated to explain to her why I was beet red as it was not that I was flushed with fever.

"I'll get it just sit ok," she said with a soft friendly smile and left for the bathroom.

I facepalmed and growled in my hands when she was inside the bathroom. Did I just almost show Cullayne my penis? How could I have been more wrong in assessing a situation?

Somehow I figured God was having a good laugh at me right now and if I wasn't so embarrassed right now I would be laughing too.

When I heard the door creak I hurriedly sat back on the floor and waited for her return.

One thing I was happy about is that Cullayne did not make it her point of duty to read me...for if she did we would be far from remaining here like this right now.

Yep far from it....

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Are these two gonna ever confess their feelings... sheessshhhh 🙄😕

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