Sinful Pleasures 18+ [A Nigerian Romance]

Fourteen

He dropped to the bed, pulling me along. Demola wrapped his arms around me, his naked chest pressed to my back. He placed a kiss on my shoulder, then just held me.

We remained like that, and our exhaustation must have lulled us to sleep because I was jerking awake. I looked around the messy room, searching for what woke me up. Demola's hands tightened around me, as if he didn't want to let me go. I laid down back, reveling in the feel of having him this close. I could hear his heart beat as my head was cradled on his arm and his warm breath fanned my neck. I rocked into him, my bare ass rubbing his semi-erect member. I was about to close my eyes and enjoy the feeling when I heard it.

Honking. Someone was at the gate and blaring their honk. My eyes shot open as I sat up in bed. My uncle and aunt were back and if they caught us like this, we were finished. I shook Demola awake but the man only turned away from me, still asleep.

"Demola! Wake up. They're back." It took a few more shakes and some well meaning hits to his back before he responded.

"What is it?"

"They're back and in case you haven't noticed, you're sleeping in my room."

His eyes widened before he jumped out of the bed, my blanket immediately tripping him. I watched him land on his ass, hard. There was nothing I could do to hold back my laugh and Demola glared at me.

"I wonder if you'll still be laughing when we get caught." I sobered immediately, getting to my feet too. He scrambled back to his feet, pulling on his shorts immediately. I watched him pick up the used condom from the floor and then the wrapper, tucking it in his shorts pocket. He gave me one last look before slinking out of my room.

I shut the door immediately, just in time to hear my uncle's loud laughter from downstairs. Shaking my head, I made my way to the bathroom. That had been close. I could only imagine the hell that would have rained down if my uncle or worse, my aunt caught us.

Deciding on a cool bath instead of a shower, I dumped some shower gel and a bath bomb into the tub then turned the tap on. My mind traveled as I watched the tub fill up. Demola and I had cuddled. I still remembered how warm and comfy it had felt to be held like that. What did it mean though? We were just having sex for the sake of it. How did cuddling fit into that. It felt like more and I was not ready for that, Demola wasn't too.

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Over the next few days, I kept my aunt busy while my uncle spent most of his time at the office. He needed to make sure everything at work was wrapped up before he took a paternity leave. Yes, the man was that caring.

Aunt NK was reclining on the couch with her leg propped up while we watched TV. She seemed interested enough while I was counting down to the end of the movie. I needed to go back up to my room so I could text Demola. He wasn't home today so we'd texted each other almost all morning. My phone vibrated next to me but I ignored it, sure that it was Demola and my aunt had the habit of peeping at my texts.

The door bell rang and we exchanged glances. It couldn't be Demola cause he had a key, unless he misplaced his? Also, strangers wouldn't be let into the estate and compound if Aunt NK or Uncle Mike were not alerted first.

"Are we expecting anyone?" I turned to my aunt who shook her head.

"Maybe your uncle is. They must have called him and then he gave them permission to let the person through the gates."

"Auntie, let me get the door. You enjoy your movie." I stood up, straightening my t-shirt and adjusting my shorts. When I looked through the peephole, it was a young woman standing outside.

I opened the door, just enough that I could poke my head out. "Good afternoon." I eyed her carefully made up face, my gaze running down to her dress and heels. Was she an employee of my uncle?

"Good afternoon. Won't you let me in?" Her eyebrows lifted in query as she gave me a small smile.

"Who are you?"

"Adunni." She smiled again, as if saying her name would make me realize who she was. I shut the door and turned to my aunt who was watching me.

"Her name is Adunni. Do I let her in?"

"Dunni? Yes! She's Demi's girlfriend."

I turned back to the door, my mind whirling. Girlfriend?

I don't have any babes so that wouldn't be a problem.

Demola's words from a few days ago came to mind. He denied having a girlfriend and now she was here. Their relationship must be serious for my aunt to know her and be excited that she was here. He'd lied to me. For what? Just so he could keep fucking me? He had that beautiful woman outside so what did he even want with me? I gritted my teeth, anger coursing through my veins.

"Kosi?" my aunt called, causing me to jerk. I had remained still in front of the door and Adunni had started knocking. "Are you alright? Why aren't you opening the door?"

I turned to give aunt NK a small smile before pulling the door open. Adunni's smile was still in place, but I could see the strains it took and the annoyance in her eyes.

"You're quite rude," she said in a low voice, her eyes hard brown orbs before moving past me. "NK!" She bent to hug my auntie, beaming with smiles. They hugged for a few seconds before pulling away. Adunni took the seat beside my auntie as they began to converse in Yoruba.

I knew my aunt was fluent in the language, but hearing them speak annoyed me. I couldn't understand a thing they were saying, but Demola's name came up a few times and I saw as Adunni beamed each time they spoke about him.

"That's my niece," my aunt said, reverting back to English. I was tempted to start talking in Igbo, just to annoy this Adunni lady.

"She's so pretty and nice," Adunni said, squeezing my aunt's hand. She gave me a wide smile, one that looked so sincere. I remembered her glare when I opened the door and forced my mouth to remain shut. "How old is she?"

"She'll be twenty in a few months," my aunt replied, her smile widening.

"Ah. She looks so young for her age." Adunni turned back to my aunt, striking another conversation in Yoruba.

"I'm going upstairs auntie," I stated.

"Demi isn't home. Did you tell him you were coming?" I heard my aunt ask as I took to the stairs.

"It's a surprise. I'll keep you company till he returns."

My aunt said something I didn't catch and the two women laughed. Demola had a functioning and seemingly great relationship with Adunni so what did he want from me? I hated my self for having slept with someone's man. I'd inadvertently become a side piece, a position I detested so much. I had to stay away from Demola. I would not be like the women that had clung to my father and soured my parents' marriage. My skin crawled to think that I'd already been in that position; a relationship wrecker.

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