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Between The Sheets: All Kinds Of Hard (28)


This particular Saturday morning, Amaka laid in her bed, wide awake with her thoughts all over the place.
She knew she was being lazy and she refused to care. The house chores could wait for a few more hours until she was in the mood for anything else. Besides, it was raining heavily outside as it had been for the better part of last night. There was so much cold air coming in that she began to contemplate closing the windows so she could make do with her standing fan.

On a second thought, she leaned forward, grabbed the other duvet from the edge of her bed and spread it over the first one that she had initially wrapped herself in hoping that the thick duvet would do the trick and keep her warm even with the windows open.

Tucking herself in properly, she covered her entire frame excluding her face, She could never cover her face because then, she would miss the best part of it all which was the smell of rain. ‘Hmmn.’ She let out. There was nothing quite like a rainy day in bed. Only one thing was missing – her man. At the mere thought of him, she sighed. His deep kiss would’ve warmed her faster than ten duvets combined… not to talk of what he could do with his tongue. At the thought of that, she shivered; shifting uncomfortably in her bed.

All she needed to do was spend time with him and she found herself being reduced to nothing but a woman in need. She tried not to think of how she had started slipping in extra underwear for herself to change into after leaving his office. Again, she shivered at the things that he could do. He would lift her unto the closest place that he could find and just kiss her into oblivion – literally. Oh, dear… the things he could do to her with his hands! Amaka sighed and leaned more into her bed as if it could save her from her thoughts.

She couldn’t count how many times that she had narrowly escaped letting herself go all the way with him. She couldn’t count because it was almost always the case. The funny part was how he could still maintain a very serious conversation with her while he was doing wicked things to her body. Just like Friday when she had left the design meeting at the request of their supervisor; she was sent to Tolu’s office to inquire some specific details about the design she was working on. Unfortunately for her, he was just about walking out when she was knocking. As soon as he found her there, he pulled her in without wasting time.



He managed to lock the door while he continued to torment her with his lips. It didn’t matter that she tried to communicate the official nature of her visit. When she had successfully pulled herself away from him and explained the reason for her visit, he smiled and began to work on her with his hands all the while explaining it all to her. She could barely focus on what he was saying and he must’ve known it because he sent her out of his office with the most mischievous look on his face. She laughed out loud at the look of confusion on her supervisor’s face when she tried and failed to explain what Tolu had said. Finally, they all settled for her final conclusion which was that the boss was on his way out and couldn’t really give her audience.

At the beep of her phone, Amaka found herself bringing her thoughts back to the present. It was no one but her Tolu ‘All that’s missing right now is you, bae.’ She couldn’t stop smiling as she replied and told him that she had been thinking the same thing about him. She was the happiest girl on earth after having been with this guy for only three months. She was so deep in love that it was a chore to keep all the love in and conceal it from her colleagues and friends. She blushed when she read the next text from him ‘I should be the one keeping you wet and warm, Ama.’

She loved everything about him; most especially his s3xual nature. He seemed to want so much from her… much more than she knew to give but somehow, she didn’t mind. In fact, if she wanted to be honest she was thinking she might be ready to give him her all. Hearing her mother’s call, she jumped up from her bed and picked up her coat. So much for a morning to herself for once!

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