Subdued (18+)✔️ [A Nigerian Romance]

27~Kept Woman

Aria found him outside, where he'd been parked the last time and let out a sigh of relief. When she'd checked the private room and found him missing, she'd worried he'd left without her.

He was leaning on the car and any bit of relaxation he'd been wearing before had worn off. He stood as stiffly as before and his face was an unreadable mask. When he spotted her, he pushed away from the car and rounded it. She got in after he'd shut his own door.

"Where's Usman?" she asked on noting that they were the only occupants of the car.

"He's not here," he said gruffly and she rolled her eyes. He was back to his usual asshole self. Of course she knew he wasn't here, she could see that for herself.

She chose to be silent for the ride, staring at the bright city lights as he sped past. Her chest lightened at how fast they were going and it relaxed her to see everything blur past the window.

They pulled up in front of a gated compound and Kachi pressed the horn twice. The gates immediately slid open and he drove in. Somehow she'd expected him to take her to a hotel, do his business and get on with it. So why where they in this mansion? If he lived few doors from her, where was this place?

"Where are we?" she asked, her head swinging around to take it all in.

Kachi pulled to a stop and she saw the gate man shut the gates and then hurried to the car. He spared her a glance before answering. "my house."

"I thought we were neighbors."

"I don't live there, it's just a place I go to when I want peace."

"Why do you need a separate home for that?"

"Get out of the car, Zariah. And enough of the questions." He pushed his door open and alighted. The gate man immediately took the car keys and slid in. It was then she pushed her door and ran after him.

He led her into the three storey building and up the stairs. When they were on the second floor, he pushed the first door on his left open and gestured for her to go in.

"Shower and change into something else, there are clothes in the wardrobe," he said. "I'll be back in an hour."

He shut the door before she could say anything, leaving her with her mouth open. She shook her head before dumping her purse on the floor and going to inspect the clothes. She hoped to God the clothes didn't belong to another woman as that would be a hard pass for her. She smiled when she found the tags intact and some of the clothes were still in boxes.

She ran her fingers through the materials, reveling in the different textures. There were beautiful dresses, lingerie and night wears. No jeans or pants of any sort. Even the nightwears didn't have shorts or trousers, they were all gowns. It was a major contrast to her wardrobe that contained an absurd amount of jeans. She had trousers, shorts and skirts. She had only five dresses and none of them were as exquisite as the beauties here. She had to give it to the man, he had great taste.

She wondered if this was just for her or he did this for every woman he slept with. The latter seemed more reasonable; he was taking care of her like a kept woman. And that was exactly what she was to him, something he'd paid for.

Aria entered the bathroom and took a long shower, careful not to get her hair wet. She spent time in there trying to relax and build her resolve. She'd flow with whatever happened tonight and not let the logistics of their relationship worry her.

She toweled her body and pulled on a blue sheer nightdress. Just as she was tugging it down her body, the door opened. Was it already an hour? Or was he here earlier because he was as excited as she was?

She stayed still with her back to him as he slowly made his way to her. She could sense him on an almost spiritual level and felt when he was at touching distance of her body. He stopped then and let out a low breath. She wasn't ready for the onslaught of sensations when his hands landed on her shoulder and he drew her to him. Her back pressed against his crotch and she was pleased to find him already aroused.

His hands swept down her arms, taking the thin straps of her nightgown with him until it hung on her wrist. He lifted her arms so the straps could fall out and without that restraint, the dress pooled at her feet. She was completely naked before him. His mouth traced the path his hands had been as his tongue came out to play. When he bit the point where her shoulder met her neck, she squealed. There was no time to be embarrassed about the sound because his hands gripped her breasts almost immediately.

He weighed the flesh in his palm and squeezed a little before letting go. His hands swept down her body, to her hips and then back to hold her waist. He turned her in his arms and Aria immediately shut her eyes. Kachi didn't waste anytime in pulling her taut nipple into his mouth while his hands gently kneaded her ass. He pressed her against his erection as his mouth did dangerous things to her.

She was coming undone and he'd yet to touch her where she ached for him. She could feel her clit pulsating with the need for attention and she rubbed her crotch against the hard texture of his jeans. Her hands gripped his shirt as he put her through a whirlwind of emotions. She began to rock against him and then he stopped; his mouth left her heated flesh and his hands drew away from her ass. She blinked her eyes open to see him staring down at her.

"You're so impatient," he said silkily, his long lashes lowered at her. He had beautiful eyes, this man. "Spread your legs, I want to know why you keep rubbing against me."

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Sorry for the suspense 😬

Don't worry it continues in the next chapter, I'm not skipping it.

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