The First Time (A Nigerian Love Story)

22. Tension

Deborah's POV

My eyes flew wide open and I could feel the blood in my body run cold. This wasn't happening!

His lips were smashed against mine, moving hungrily. I tried to move my lips to form a sentence but it sounded like more like a moan with how our lips was jammed together, and the sound made him only deepen the kiss.
Oh lord!

With his not too tight but firm grip on the back of my head, I felt helpless. All the heat pooled up in my stomach evaporated as I discovered I was thinking of another man while kissing another.

Thinking of the way I was touching him and grinding myself on him made me shudder from embarrassment. What was I thinking? I felt myself get more stiff and uncomfortable by the moment and his kiss became less aggressive as he saw I wasn't responding to it anymore.

A few seconds after, he pulled back gently, with one of his hands still firm on my waist and his other hand moved gently from the back of my head to my caress my face.

How was I supposed to look at him!

I lowered my head out of shame. He pulled me into his chest and hugged me warmly, still moving gently to the new song that was playing softly in the background.

We both stayed quiet the whole time and I didn't know when I breathed out a sigh of relief when I heard the last music playing stop and everyone were moving back to their seats.

I was about to move back to where we were sitting when he took my hand
into his. I paused and turned around to look up at him and he had a very sober and concerned look on his face.

He looked like he was about to say something before he paused, then he said, "Debbie I–– fuck! Debbie I'm so sorry! I should have not kissed you like that. I should have not and I am so sorry!" He pleaded with his eyes and the way his voice sounded which made me only feel worse. I did not know why.

Nodding, I wanted nothing than to return to my seat and get this night over with so I can go and sulk when I get home.

"Debbie, you really have to look at me please. I want to know how you feel right now." His voice sounded so strained that I was a bit nervous about what I would find in there if I looked again. I really did not want to lead anyone on and the guilt of thinking about Timini while dancing with him earlier was eating me up.

I felt his rough fingers on my chin and he raised my head up. We locked eyes and I saw the deep longing I saw earlier but worry written all over his face and I wanted nothing but to run far away from this place.

I really wished it was him looking at me like that. Dancing with me.. Touching me.

Feeling my heart practically breaking, I cleared my throat gently and I could barely hear my own voice when I whispered, "Please can we just leave. I am a little bit tired now."

He nodded his head eagerly before I finished my last sentence and he led us to our table to collect my bag and he dropped a few wads of cash on the table. He already paid for the food earlier on, I guess the money was for the drinks. Or was it a tip?

I cannot believe i am stressing about that right now!

He didn't let go of my hands as we walked outside of the lounge, into his car. He opened the door of the car and I entered inside after thanking him. I breathed out deeply when I felt the warmth in his car surround me.

He walked to the other side of the car and entered too and then started the engine. I looked at him from the corner of my eye and he had an almost nervous and dejected look on his face. Looking away quickly when he was about to glance at me, I almost jumped when I heard him speak out.

"Please put on your seatbelt?" He suddenly asked and I strapped it around me clumsily with my nervous fingers. Now I made everything awkward between us. Shit!

He started the engine and we were out of the lounge in a few seconds. It was past 7pm and I was a little bit worried about what my Aunty would say about me coming home when it was dark already. All of this was kind of new to me.

"Deborah I want you to know it was very ungentlemanly for me to act like I did earlier and I am very sorry. I— I don't know what happened. All of a sudden, i– I found it very hard to control myself and I just had to. I had to kiss you." He sighed. "You— you are just so beautiful and you are really hard to resist."

I blushed a little when he said that and sunk into the chair more, wishing I could get home sooner.

"I promise it wouldn't happen anymore but please can you at least say something? " He asked and looked at me from the side of his eyes.

"I um.. I kind of made you do what you did and I'm the one that is sorry. You should not be."

"You made me want to kiss you? Well, yes because anyone would want to kiss you sweetie and it's not something you should feel bad or say sorry about. It's just that you are very attractive and it is up to me, especially with how I'm more experienced a bit older, to control myself. But I guess I did a bad job at that.. This is our second time meeting and–" He groaned out a bit.

" I ground myself on you, I was practically begging you to do stuff to me with how I behaved. I am the one sorry." I said lowly, I could barely hear myself.

"He kept quiet for a while and I was a bit relieved when I thought he did not hear me but then he said suddenly,
"I could have behaved myself still. I – I don't know if I should ask this but, did you regret it? Do you want us to talk about it?" He asked, while turning to look at me, waiting for my reply.

I locked eyes with him and his eyes moved quickly from mime down to my nose and lingered a bit when they got to my lips. His Adam apple bobbed and he took his eyes off me immediately.

Licking my lips nervously, I carefully said. "I don't know. I don't know if I regret it. We are adults and we kissed, I am not sure it is– a big deal." I chuckled nervously and began rambling, "I mean, you have probably kissed a lot of women and I have kissed boys. Um.. "

He nodded, breathing deeply. "Sure. I guess it was not a big deal. But I did not regret it and it was the best kiss I have had in a while Deborah and know that I would not hesitate to do it again but! Only when you ask me to. I promise okay?"

Smiling gently, I nodded and he smiled too and I felt the tension around us die down. Exhaling softly, I looked outside of the car to the street of Lagos. There were few cars moving around and the weather was so cool. I closed my eyes and my lips curved up into a smile.

"I actually had fun today Kendrick. Thank you." I said. "With how you were telling me funny stories about your childhood and getting to know more about you and the dance.. I actually have never done anything like that. It was fun and–– refreshing."

Kendrick laughed a bit and it made me smile more. "It was fun actually. I actually loved getting to know more about you and just looking at you talk made my evening more than anything."

"Ha Ha– now I am hurt. I thought kissing me did." I decided to tease him a bit and he laughed out loud making me join him too.

"You're hilarious!" His phone vibrated in his pocket and with his free hand, he took it out and picked the call on the second ring.

"My guy! Timini of Lagos! What's up my man!?"

The smile on my face faded and my heart began to race.

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