TEACH ME NOT 2 HATE LOVE

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🧑Nik Anthony POV🧑

Oh.

My.

Ahhh!!!

Please tell me this is really happening and not a dream. That I'm not hallucinating or seeing things.

OK. Let me just rub my eyes and take a good look again. Nope, this is really happening. The beautiful and voluptuous Tajea is really lying in my bed, clothesless, and looking so very tempting. Ssssss... Mmm. Ripe and ready to be harvested. Man, I'm so fired up.

But I wonder what's got into her since I left her downstairs to get over whatever was upsetting her earlier. Hmm. Well, it's pointless to think about that now. There is a more pressing matter at hand here.

At the marvellous sight, the thought of smacking her all over the globe, plowing up and planting my seeds into that fertile ground of hers, ravaging, relishing in all the sensual pleasures of her insanely flawless and gorgeous body for as long as I could—taking her to the clouds, stars, the moon, and beyond. My little boy became a man instantly.

Mercy. Her behind is now up in the air, moving like a vibrator, bouncing up and down. Then all over the place. Thus giving off this hypnotic tune that captured my mind, body, and even soul. It intoxicates me like some potent drug, placing me in some kind of ecstatic trance.

MMM. Mm. Mmm. All of this sexiness. Her swollen, moist folds, which looked as if she got stung by an entire hive of bees, are mine for the taking. And I did take it. I attacked it like an angry, horny bull and plucked it like a chicken.

And I must tell you, there is nothing—absolutely nothing—in this creation comparable to the delightful sensation of two people who have strong emotional feelings and overpowering desires for each other coming together and becoming one entity. It's just beautiful. Magnificent. And the list goes on.

Right now, I feel so darn good. Like an alcoholic high on liquor; like I've been smoking some marijuana after exploding inside Tajea like a nuclear bomb and lying in the warm embrace of her arms. Man, I wish this moment could go on for thousands of years. But nothing in this world lasts forever, they say. Damn.

"I told you later would be greater." Tajae purred contentedly while caressing my lower torso. Haha. This is the life.

"Indeed." I agreed. Then some time passed before I asked her the question that's been bugging me for quite some time now. "Earlier, what did you see on your phone that got you so upset? Did it have anything to do with your family?"

"Really Nik? We just had sex, and my family is what's on your mind right now." Tajae argued as she got out of bed. And damn. I couldn't stop myself from becoming a victim yet again of the spells her body cast on me. This bad boy is ready for another round.

Also, from her response, it's clear that her brother might be the one who texted her earlier.

"Stop being such a drama queen." I got out of bed quickly, stopping her from getting dressed. My arms lapped around her frame from behind. And my mouth placed some light kisses at the nape of her neck. Hmm, this is paradise.

"Hello!" Tajae broke out of my grasp, turned to face me, and blurted. "Who do you think you are taking to? Queen of all drama here?"

"Oh sh*t! I almost forgot that." Pulling her into me, my lips nibbled on her nectar-sweet neck. My fingers stroked her mild, soft skin. And this seems to be having some strong effects on her. Good. "So are you going to tell me what was bothering you earlier, or I will have to torture it out of you?"

"Alright, nosy Nik," Tajea took a deep sigh before saying. "It's my brother, alright. The man has been calling and texting my phone for the past two days, and it's starting to piss me off. Like, can't he see that I don't want anything to do with him?"

"Look, I know that there is bad blood between you two, but I think it wouldn't hurt to talk to the guy and see what's his deal. Who knows, he might be genuinely trying to restore your relationship." I then added, before she could reply, "And before you make some snarky comeback or excuse as to why you won't do this, at least consider what I said."

She huffed, and she puffed, but as soon as my lips touched her neck, she exhaled heavily and said, "Fine, I'll consider it."

"Good girl," I said, kissing her cheek. But something tells me she ain't going to do as I suggested.

"Whatever, just stop poking me!" She complained. Yet she has had such an obscene grin on her face. Humph, what a naughty girl she has become. And that I don't mind.

"Babe, stop acting like you have a problem with that." I whispered next to her ear, and her body shuddered against mine.

"I actually do, because you are not poking the right spot." Her tongue did some things to my ears that, surprisingly, I really liked.

"Are you asking me to have sex with you?" I pretended to be appalled.

"Ask? No, that's so unladylike. I insist you F me." Tajae takes hold of me down there, stroking, causing sexual currents to surge within me. And with that, we were at it again. Captivated and controlled by our strong, wild emotions—out of control and all over the place like a damn spin toy.