Beyond Reach

The Intruder

For the rest of breakfast, we ate in silence, it was so quiet that even a blunt knife can cut through it without hassle.

With all the gender war happening "ear and dear", you would never have thought that some men can lift a finger in the kitchen, not to talk of knowing how to cook, but my mind has been blown away, as my tongue has just tasted heaven.

I finished my meal and washed it down with a glass of red wine and muttered a "thank you" that could barely be heard. I dropped my plates in the sink and started washing them, that's the least I could do for someone who has just taken time to prepare breakfast for me.

He was still seated on the kitchen stool and I could feel his eyes roaming my body. And I began to feel conscious and uncomfortable.
As I was about to turn off the tap, I felt his hand brush over my skin and it sent a shock all through my body. I could perceive the scent from him, it is a mixture of the woods and vanilla, I couldn't tell if it was from his shower gel or his cologne, but it was a mixture of bliss.
As I came around his back to return to my seat on the kitchen slab, I couldn't help but sniff him and that was the beginning of my undoing.

Now I took my time to take in his physique, he was a tall, muscular man, with well-trimmed beards, his shoulders were broad and his butt was well rounded. You could tell that his body as a result of hard work in the gym. When he turned, I raised my eyes to his lip, it is lips reddish-pink and I thought of how it would taste. Would it be vanilla, sweet, rum, I knew that whatever it tasted like wouldn't be sour. His hands were gorgeous, fingers well-trimmed and I thought of all the things his hands could do to my body. When my eyes meet his, I was drawn in by the amber colour, it was so captivating, I felt lost in it.

I was still lost in the thoughts of what he would do to my body when I felt those hands I have been silently yearning for on my shoulders, as he worked his way down my chest, I couldn't help but release the sound have been holding inside of me. That was all the permission he needed as he began to fondle my breasts. And then I knew I wanted this, with a man I barely knew, oh shit, I don't even know his name. I quickly threw that thought to the back of my mind, I would enjoy his moment and the pleasure he is set to give, "I can't come and kill myself". (Another Nigerian slang)

And boom, he took his hands off me and all I could feel was rage and I quickly stood up to lash at him, if this was a joke to him, then I'm ready to dish it out to him badly. Before I could say a word, his lips claimed mine, gently but still ravishing and it was like he was urging me to open up and I did what in that moment was right, I kissed him back. My hands around his neck, coming through his hair and his lips work their magic on me. I threw myself at him and he gladly took me and wrapped my legs around his waist without breaking his lips from mine. Oh, this feels good. I could feel his hands unclasping my bra and then he placed me on the kitchen slap and stooped low, so his mouth could claim my breast. As his mouth worked on one of my breasts, the other played with the nipple of the other. I let out moans and that urged him on. Parting my legs, I felt his other hand, draw circles in my inner thigh, and before it could get to my core, the door flew open and we both jolted back to reality.

A woman dressed like she just stepped out of a magazine, with rage in her eyes was standing in front of us.

Ade, this is why you haven't been taking my calls since last night, she yelled. Because you brought a whore home, that was why you stood me up.

Oh no, I have had enough of his bimbo, first, she disrupted us and now she thinks she can call me names. Who the hell does she think she is?

In case you have forgotten, I am still here and I'm not a whore.

If you aren't a whore, what are you doing with your hands all over my man? Or was I blind to what you were doing

And before she could say another word, I slapped her and stormed away into the room I had slept in