ONYIYE THAT GIRL

ONYIYE THAT GIRL
CHAPTER 39

MYEZA HEALTH INSTITUTION

She is cold and shivering. Teeth clashing against each other. These blankets are not making it any easier for her. She is locked up in a room with white walls surrounding her. Just a television to pass time. No phone…
She hears whispers outside the door. She pauses her breathing and listens attentively. She gets off the single bed and tips toes to the door. She presses her ear against the door but all she can hear is echoing voices. A brief smile cracks on her face when the door is slightly opens. A tall well-built man walks in with his dread locks neatly twisted. Lindiwe gasps in shock when she sees a face mistaking it for another. She jumps onto the man kissing his face all over. She wraps her legs around his waist…
The door is being shut closed and locked behind. It's just after 23:14 pm. The man smiles pushing her towards the bed. He carefully places her on the bed – he squats Infront of her and smiles.
“You came!” she defiantly wants to scream for the whole world to hear.
“Babe, don’t make noise.” He closes her mouth with his finger. “Do you want them to chase me out?”
She shakes her head no and smiles.
“Good. You are so cold woman.” He hisses, taking off his jacket and helps her put it on. “Get in bed.”
She still has that goofy smile on her face. Her eyes haven’t left the young man. She gets in bed and sleeps facing the wall.
“I have been waiting for you.” She whispers and turns to face him. He also gets in bed and lies next to her on the single bed.
“Really?”
“Yes, you are late sir.”
She whines making him chuck. She covers face with her hands and shyly smile.
“I have something to show you.”
“What is it?” The man asks out of curiosity. He raises his eyebrows and awaits…
She takes his hand and caress it on her stomach. He looks at her confused.
“Little Sizwe is in here.”
“Y… you're pregnant?” The shock on his face has her biting her nails. He sighs, calming himself down, noticing that he is scaring her. “Wow,” he swallows hard. He slides down on the bed making himself comfortable. He lays on his back making her sleep on top of his chest. As much as he noticed how much he has hurt her he cannot even begin to think of the damage he has caused her.
“You smell different. Did you change your perfume?” She sniffs him like a puppy.
“You smell different too.” Indeed, she does. She stole Sizwe’s perfume some time ago. They always had a fight over his cologne. She prefers his smell than her own.
The young man does not respond but rather hold her tight. He flips her over making her sleep on top of him.
“How far are you with the pregnancy?”
“Three weeks,”
He nods his head and looks in her empty eyes. The intense eye contact - very meaningful, he is holding the gaze for longer than usual. The energy connection with their eyes. His brain gets a boost of these chemicals - he is sexually and romantically attracted to her.
“You beautiful.”  He pulls the back of her head towards him.

His breath picks up failing to contain himself. His member seems to be growing by the second filling his jeans. The button jeans pop out falling on the bed. He flips her and gets on top of her.
“I want you.” Her eyes become teary. “Please take the pain away.”
“We can't do this. I cannot take advantage of you when you are at your lowest.” He whispers through his throbbing dick. His throat dries up trying to contain himself.
“But I want you.” Her tears…
“But…”
She pulls him by his face smashing her lips against his. He melts on top of her with his body reacting to the kiss. Her cracked lips are soft…
She lets go of his face, her hands trail down to his pants. She unzips his jeans and pulls them below his butt.
“Lin…” He shivers on top of her. She takes his pumping dick out an begins massaging it. He moves up and down rhyming with the massage that is making him insanely insane.
“Let me take off my pants…”

He is looking at her naked body. She has lost a lot of weight but her body still looked good. This – her losing so much weight, it's all his fault. He made her like this because of his selfish reasons. He swallows hard…
He gets on top of her and spreads her legs apart and aims for her bushy entrance. He pauses, placing his tip in the entrance. She closes her eyes and presses her lips into a thin line. He pushes in making her gasps holding on to his waist. He pulls out before he can even further enter and looks at her…
"Must I stop?" He asks.
"No. Please, I want this." She says moving her waist up and down rubbing herself against him. He groans looking at her. 
"Lindiwe." He takes a deep breath looking at her empty eyes. 
He positions himself, lowers his body and continues to kiss her. He slides it in as she gasps opening her legs even wider. It feels like something sliding in that was always meant to be there.
It feels like a really good stretch. Like when her muscles are tense and she just reaches out and feel things open up and release tension.
Then fullness. It’s weird to describe, because without sex her vagina definitely doe feel empty, but during sex fullness is the main sensation to her, especially with this man. It just feels like a warm stretch, like being full after a nice meal and feeling your tummy expand… but in a sexy way.
On the other hand the man is feeling snug, perhaps even a bit of a squeeze to push his boundaries as it were, just the right amount of wetness without being sloppy, and it feels so damn right. Made to be. Tingly in a good way. She's a perfect fit, like a glove as that’s the most comfortable and fulfilling, literally and in terms of pleasure. Moving in and out of her - It's like getting massaged in a skin-tight hot tub. It vary alot. The strongest sensations, wetness and the texture of her walls. Some women are ridgier than others. When it's finally all the way in future in, he lets his whole body go limp and just stay in there. His favourite feeling is being clamped down on as she's coming. She smiles in-between the kisses.
She begins to move her pelvis in a circular motion. She's playing with going slow, feeling each part of the circle. He fails to contain himself due to the heat then he goes faster, really shaking it up! With the bed moving back and forth. He pulls out relaxing himself then pushes through her slippery wet folds. 
"Don't stop, even if I beg you to." She says holding him tighter with her hands around his waist. 
Deeper penetration provides multi-sensory stimulation to different erogenous zones on her body, including more friction on the clitoris.
"Ow God." She whimpers moving underneath him.
"Babe," his thrusts go deeper making her to gasps rolling her eyes back. He fiddles with her breasts still giving her hard strokes. 
"Fuck," he lifts one leg up spreading her legs apart. He looks into her eyes and those tears, tears of pleasure. He sucks her toe and plays with her clit. He strokes her with varying degrees of pressure, she becomes sexually aroused which ultimately leading her to orgasm.
"Sizweee!" She whimpers. He clenches his jaws and let's go of her clit.
He forcefully pushes in deeper making her to scream.
"Shit." He goes even deeper making her to pull the sheets and screaming her lungs out. This is what she wanted!