I'm now awake,im looking at this Adonis before me. I have my head on his chest, my left leg is over his left one and he has his hand around my waist this feels great. I'm drinking in the man's beautiful dark skin,his dark full lips,his eyebrows and beautiful eyelashes which I'm jealous of by the way because why do you have such nice eyelashes as a guy? God can be unfair sometimes yaz. Tho he has a big nose,not Ramaphosa kind of big or ugly kind of big. It looks nice on him. He has a well defined jaw line as well,surely he was sculptured by God on his good days. God wasn't angry when he made this guy. No wonder abo sisi bam'hlanyela kanje."Take a pic,it lasts longer" his husky sleepy voice says and OHH LORD take me now! *in Madea's voice* "mxm uyaphapha" I say before playfully punching his chest. He pulls me more closer to me and I don't resist his magical touch. Because ngiyaphapha nam,I find myself trailing kisses down his jaw,he seems to like it because he smiles and grabs my butt,no he GRABS that ass.
Now I'm on top of him and my lips are no longer on his jaw but rather on his mouth. Our tongues are fighting each other for dominance,while my hands somehow found their way under his T-shirt and I can feel him growing big under me. Yah neh there's definitely a lot of sexual frustration here.
Our little play gets disturbed by his ringing phone,I try to pull away but he groans and deepens the kiss. "Hlanganani?" I try to say against his lips but it came out more like a moan. Eventually he let's go but maintains his tight hold on me,our bodies are still very much pressed together. Instead of answering his phone,he relaxes into the bed and closes his eyes. Haibo and then? Maybe he likes the sound of his ringtone.
"Your phone" I say trying to wiggle out of his hold with no luck. "Answer it" he instructs me,his eyes are very much still closed. When I don't move or responded he slowly peels his eyes open and sees the look on my face. "Please" he politely adds and I smile. "What if its your girlfriend?" I ask him and he says "answer her and tell her that I'm with you" with no hesitation.
Because his phone is on the other side of the night stand,his side,I have to stretch a bit allowing him to get a nice view of my butt which he shamelessly spanks making me squeal in both pain and pleasure. "Hlanganani! I exclaim before picking up his second phone. Yah dude has two iPhones,an iPhone 13 Pro and iPhone 14 Plus. Mxm udlala ngemali lo,the caller ID reads iDyan and I answer. "Ehh nwana Mhani?" The person on the other side speaks,its a man.
Me: "hi,ukhuluma noZama. Hlanganani is busy at the moment please call him back later" I speak with confidence and when I look down,I find him silently laughing.
Caller: "busy with?" He inquires and ehh I scratch my head ngizothini?
Me: "he uhm,he is sleeping?" It comes out as a question which exposes that I'm lying. Hlanganani is in stitches guys and I'm sure that the person on the line can also hear him.
Caller: "okay Zama please wake him up umxelele ukuba singaphandle simlindile" he says while laughing as well then he ends the call. Mxm.
"Remind me not to ask you to lie on my behalf" he says after laughing,mxm he is ungrateful!"What I didn't know what to say hau. Athi they are waiting for you outside" I tell him the message that I got from iDyan. He explains that his best friend is here to pick him up,he had told him to come after a few hours. He goes to the bathroom to pee,coming back he has a serious look on his face. No today he isn't wearing a hoodie,I'm seeing him for the first time without a hoodie and damn he has muscles,not your rugby player kind of muscles or I hit the gym on a daily kind.
He's skinny,well not skinny skinny but the normal type of skinny for a guy. So it does show that he lifts weights and hits the gym whenever he can. He is tall,has long hairy legs and hands and today he is wearing a white Jordan air T-shirt, paired up with red and white Chicago Bulls Icon edition Nike basketball shorts and Nike Air Max 1 slides.
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RomanceIts not your typical arranged marriage story.