💗GROYNE💗

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Ps: If you love listening to music while reading, these are some of the songs that you could listen to while doing so that matches the mood of this chapter. Mind you, they are all Nigerian jam.

* Boys are bad by Kizz Daniel

* Scatter my head by Guchi and Zlatan

* Fall by Davido

* Bad energy stay far away by Skepta and Wizkid

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The can of sardines toppled to the tiled floor, making a noise. She cursed her clumsiness as she bent to pick it up. She placed the retrieved can on the kitchen counter, next to the bottle of liquid milk. But, it was no fault of hers that her fingers were all shaky, unsteady. She sighed and stared at all the groceries that she had arranged on the kitchen table. She had been doing this since three days ago when Taiye had brought these bags to her home. She sighed and put them back into the polythene bags. She turned her back on it and left the kitchen for the living room area. She stopped short as her eyes fell on the couch. She swallowed stupidly and looked away from it.

It had been three days, three whole days since she had last seen or heard a word from Taiye after he had left in surprise that fateful Thursday night, in surprise of what had taken place between them. It had been so unexpected that she hadn't had enough time, hadn't been prepared for such enough to gather her self-control and construct a strong sturdy GROYNE -despite all the subtle warnings her mind had been tabling to her concerning him, this. A kiss from him was all it had taken to completely subdue her, to have her falling straight into his arms without reason. She could not exactly explain how it had all happened. One moment he had been kissing her and the next he was gliding ever so slowly in and out her very wet pussy and she had been moaning and enjoying it all like a sick little whore.

'Aish!' she said face palming herself as she remembered him bending her over the couch, slamming into her from behind. She remembered screaming, panting, asking for more as he groaned. She turned away from the couch and headed to her bedroom. What had overcome her? And Taiye, he had been so surprised when they had both come, screaming, panting, sweaty and satiated. He had had no inkling of what to say to her. How had she known? It had been written all over his face. The occurrence was making her go crazy bit by bit. She sat on her bed, confused as ever.

'Seiyafa, really? Double really? You slept with Taiye. You slept with your best friend. You fucked him!' she said to herself. How were they going to face each other? What was going to happen now? They were not clumsy teenagers like years ago. They were adults now and this stupid act could ruin their friendship. That was if it already hadn't.

'Oh shit!' she added. But, she still remembered, quite vividly. She could not get it out of her head Mo matter how hard she tried. She couldn't easily forget it all, how he had made her feel. It had been good, so good, do heated, so intense. She remembered his tongue on her nipples, cradling it. Her core moistened as she recalled the hot scene. Her on the couch, him over her, entering her ever so slowly. She could still feel his mouth over hers, catching her satisfying cries. She could still feel the emotions every sleek stroke of him in her had conjured. 'Oh fuck!' she still wanted him. That was the problem. She wanted him to fuck her again, over and over again.

'God help me!' she begged as she jumped into the bed, burying her head into the pillows to muffle her screams. It was so frustrating to deal with this. She wished Taiye would speak to her. He had been so shocked when he had recovered from cumming deep inside her. He had just stared at her confused. He too couldn't believe that such had actually happened. They had been so captured, so engrossed that none of them had thought of protection. It was a good thing she was always on the pill. She had sat on the couch, huddled up, staring at him as he quickly dressed, so clumsy about it and left.

She didn't blame him for anything anyways. She herself had been too shocked to stop him or converse with him, not knowing what she would have said to him had she stopped him. She had sat in the couch there, staring at nothing for hours after she had dressed. The coupling had been too damn good that she couldn't bring herself to cry over it.

'Get a grip! Get a grip you fool!' she cursed out loud. It made her feel stupid, for enjoying it. How had she let passion override her common sense? Just how? What sort of feeling did she have for Taiye? Was it want, desire or was it lust? Or was it empathy, compassion, loneliness or emptiness that drew them together? Right there and then, she could not answer that.

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Now, we are going to go from slow burn to fast burn. Lol!😂 I don't know if that is even a word. If I made you laugh, please comment your thoughts on this chapter. Thanks💗
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