Besotted (18+) ✔️ [A Nigerian Romance]

Thirty Two

Chike gently untied her and took his time to massage her wrists which had faint red lines. He placed kisses on her hands before he dropped them. Ada was struggling to keep her eyes open after the barrage of sensations she'd just experienced and Chike couldn't stop the pride that filled him. He'd done this. He'd thoroughly satisfied her that she was now limp and boneless in his arms.

Ada protested when he lifted her from the bed, but he just smiled, carrying her to the bathroom. He set her on her feet and she almost fell face first onto the floor so he propped her against the wall, keeping an eye on her. He stripped first, setting his shorts and briefs on a wooden stool just outside the bathroom, making a mental note to ask her what it was for later.

Chike entered inside, then spent a few seconds fiddling with the water heater. When he was sure that it was warm enough, he picked up a shower cap for her. She gave him a small smile as he struggled with her mane of a hair and then they were ready.

As the warm water touched her, she seemed to regain control of her legs and Chike let her pull away, reluctantly. He loved the press of her soft body against his. He loved how her peaked nipples rubbed his chest and how his hard member pressed into her stomach. He loved everything about her, period. Thinking of the organ made it jump and Ada's gaze traveled down, settling on him like a warm sheath.

She bit her lips then looked away, but her traitorous she's came back down. He wanted those lips around his cocks so badly and he wanted her to look at him with those shy eyes as he fucked her mouth. Chike had to turn away. He convinced himself that she had not recovered from what happened a few minutes ago, but that only brought memories of her squirting causing his balls to now begin to ache.

He bit his fist, suppressing his need with the pain. There was no way he could get near her because even the smell of her threatened to undo him. He heard the shower start running and felt it was safe to turn, wrong move.

Ada was lathering soap all over her chest. She squeezed her breasts together, her eyes meeting his and then she grinned. The woman knew exactly what she was doing, and now the smell of her soap was everywhere. It was the same smell that haunted him day and night.

"Ada, stop."

"Stop what," she teased.

He loved seeing her needy and then spent beneath him. He also loved seeing her angry but he had never imagined what Ada would look like when she decided to tempt him. Her eyes were bright and her skin flushed under the spray of warm water. It was taking everything for him to remain in his side of the shower stall.

Ada turned and began to lather her plump ass. Chike wished it were his hands squeezing that behind.

"Ada if I put my hands on you, I'll fuck you so hard and fast, you'll not be able to walk properly for days," he growled.

"Is that supposed to be a threat or is that a promise?" She looked at him from over her shoulder and then blinked coyly.

"I'm so turned on now."

"Hmm," was her only response. She set the jar of soap away and then rinsed her body.

Chike exhaled thinking he would have some relief and then she turned again. He saw her small fingers move in between her legs and then Ada began to fuck herself right in front of him. He was going to burst any minute if she kept on with that. Soon enough, her moans filled the space, echoing off of the tiled walls as she moved her hand faster.

"You're killing me baby," he pleaded, eyes glued to where she was working herself fervently.

"I'm going to come," she replied. "I'm imagining that it's your hand between my thighs and your fingers on my breast."

He looked up and truly, she was playing with her nipple, squeezing and pinching it. "Fine. I'm only going to touch you if you come, loudly."

Ada proceeded to do just that and when her mouth opened in a scream, Chike covered it with his, unsure of when he'd even gotten closer to her. She pulled her fingers away, melting in his arms as her release poured from her. He pushed his cock between her thighs, enjoying the wetness left behind by her orgasm. Her pussy lips rubbed against him as he fucked her thighs, holding her closely to him.

Chike told himself not to be embarrassed when his own release tore through him. It was perfectly normal for him to come in between her thighs without actually getting inside her. He would blame it on the fact that he'd been holding it in for a few days, especially when the thoughts of Ada followed him everywhere.

She wrapped her arms around him, rubbing soothing circles on his back as his body shuddered. He loved this woman, completely and irrevocably and there was nothing he wouldn't trade to remain exactly as they were without walls or any forms of barriers. He loved where he was, where the stupid label Ada had given them would not haunt him. When he held her close like this, it felt like Ada was his. He felt like were much more than she'd allowed them to be and in that moment, Chike felt so much peace.

"At least, now you can shower without me fearing that you'd attack me," Ada teased. The laugh fell out his lips without his knowledge and what he felt for her grew.

He pulled away, staring down at the mess they'd made and winced. "I think you have to shower again."

"Will you wash my back?"

"Nothing will give me more pleasure," Chike replied and the two burst into laughter again.

The minutes dragged on with Chike constantly teasing Ada, and the pair laughed like never before. When they were done, Chike grabbed a towel and wrapped it around Ada before wrapping one around himself. He quickly discarded the shower cap she was wearing and was immediately greeted with a lot of hair.

"I think I'm going to cut it all off," Ada said, struggling to tame the wild curls.

His eyes widened in alarm, he loved her hair so much. Even if he knew Ada would slay a shorter style, he had fond memories of the locks. "Why?"

"It's hard to maintain. See how you've messed it up now. It will take me at least an hour to detangle and then put it in a style." She frowned, going to the mirror to stare at her reflection.

"Let me help you with that. I don't want you to cut off the hair."

"Do you even know what to do?" Ada laughed.

"I can learn." He went to grab his phone from his shorts pocket and started searching for tutorials on YouTube amidst laughs and teasing from Ada.

"Get me a spray bottle, your moisturizer and some hair oil," he said after thirty minutes of searching. Ada had already swapped her towel for a big t-shirt and had a scarf around her hair. She eyed him suspiciously but went to grab the items.

After memorizing it, Chike grabbed the bottle from her and went to add water to it. When he returned, he had the can half-filled. "Give me the moisturizer."

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Ada asked but handed him the can.

He mixed it in with the water then added a few drops of oil to the bottle. After which, he shook it thoroughly then looked at her. "Bring a brush and come sit."

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If you find a man willing to detangle your natural hair, marry him.

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