Forever His

Chapter Forty Five

For those who may still not get it, some schools in Nigeria have graduation every three, two or four years, depends on the school. So their graduation didn't fall on the year they had finished that's why they had the graduation ceremony a year after. When it's mentioned that they had 'graduated' before, it means they had finished with college completely, graduation ceremony excluded.

I hope that clears things up. This chapter is dedicated to Wuraola44

Mature content ahead

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"You bought a house?" Were the first words he said. He didn't look angry or anything of that sort, his face was too calm for my liking.

I slowly nodded, "yeah. Sorry I haven't told you I-"

"It's fine Riya," he stepped closer and opened the fridge, looked inside for a moment before closing it back.

"I have to go look for Adrian," Funke said before rushing out of the kitchen, she closed the door behind her.

"I bought it last week," I said as I watched his reaction.

"Where?" He stepped closer to me and laid his palm flat on the surface of the counter.

"Like ten minutes drive from yours."

"I understand Riya," he sighed. "I mean I should have even asked you to move in with me but I didn't know how you were going to react and I didn't want to rush things you know."

I nodded agreeing with him, "I have no problem with living with you but what will our parents say? They'll kill us, plus I don't think God will be happy with us if we did that." I chuckled at the last part.

He smiled, "right. Also it's great that we both have our own properties you know, God forbid something happens to one or-" he paused and sucked in a breath.

"We don't work out," I finished for him and he drew his lips to a thin line.

"I pray that never happens," he stepped closer and cupped my face in his hands. "Because I'm not dreaming of giving up on you," he kissed me.

"Then you better put a ring on my finger so we can move in together," I joked.

He pulled back, looked at me with a smirk on his face before kissing me back and I melted into his arms.

I fisted his shirt and pulled him down to me causing him to drop his hand to my waist and both of us to stumble back making my back hit the counter edge.

His palm was flat on my stomach and it slowly travelled higher, stopping under my breasts. I pushed my body towards his hand, needing to feel his hands on me.

His lips met mine again and suddenly I was hoisted off the floor and to the top of the counter and Andrew settled himself between my legs.

"We're in your kitchen Andrew," I said before he got to kiss me again.

"I know," he kissed me again but stopped and pulled back a little, his eyes asking for permission to proceed.

I bit my bottom lip and looked away.

Do I want this?

You just have to trust me. His words from earlier came back to me.

I sighed and smashed my lips on his.

Don't break me again Andrew.

He slowly lifted my dress and made it pool by my waist. He began to circle his thumb over my clit through my underwear and I threw my head back in pleasure.