DAYS PASSED WITHOUT HEARING FROM you. But I was actually cool with it because I knew that people needed their space. I definitely needed mine.
When you didn't communicate about our trip to Karura for the art project you had suggested earlier, I figured that something must have come up and you failed to inform me. Or you simply changed your mind. All the same, it didn't bother me. I was partly relieved because going out with you, wherever it may be, was moving a bit too fast for me.
"Heyy!" your friend greeted me giving me an awkward hug.
"Hello," I greeted back, "It's nice to see you again."
I watched you for a second. You were still in your official suit, I guess school needed you to be professional today.
Standing next to the window, Nairobi's sunset perfectly illuminated your silhouette, sending my body into a desire spiral. God, the things that I wanted you to do to me.
You took a puff from the blunt you were holding and gazed outside. It seemed like your eyes were clouded.
I took a moment to study you.
There was a worldly sophistication to you that I've never encountered before. You exuded a certain cavalier confidence that made you appear more sophisticated and mature. Like an art piece that resisted interpretation.
"I was just leaving by the way," your friend said waving goodbye, snapping me out of my temporary trance.
"See you later bro," you said.
"Goodbye," I smiled.
I decided not to ask about the photoshoot.
"Heyy," I breathed.
"Hello, I've missed you."
"I've missed you too, but you haven't been replying to my texts." I felt stupid for saying this. The last thing I wanted was to make someone talk to me.
We were both silent for a few seconds.
"Is everything okay?" I asked, uncertain how to feel.
You handed me the blunt in which I inhaled. Looking into your eyes, I saw the same clouded look that I had witnessed earlier.
You finally sighed, and nodded, "Yes, "I've just had a long week, plus I've been working on a project. I finally branched out and decided to start my own thing."
Being a creative, I always admired your commitment to your work.
I pressed my lips together and nodded quickly. I figured that there was something else but I decided not to press further. It wasn't fair of me to ask you to open up while my plan was not to all along.
I shook my head, forcing the worries out of my mind and took another puff from the blunt. The weed was beginning to take effect in my body. I was such a lightweight. Sigh.
"Well, I'm glad y..." I trailed off, as you caught my chin between your thumb and forefinger and lifted my gaze to meet yours.
"I'm sorry that I didn't communicate with you Ellie," you muttered.
A nervous but excited thrill ran along my spine at the touch and sincerity in your voice. "I'm just glad you're doing okay," I whispered, my voice healthy with desire.
You inclined your face towards mine and lay your lips on my lips. You kissed me softly at first, and I breathed deeply as you went down towards my neck, showering me with light yet intense kisses.
"The material of your shirt is really rough by the way," I joked, in between kisses, tracing my fingers along your collars. I pushed your shirt back desperate to feel your skin against mine.
Holding me with one arm, you shrugged the shirt from your body and readjusted me as I pushed it away from your left shoulder and arm.
I paused for a moment, running my hands along your chest. My body reacted to how you hitched everytime I hit a sensitive spot, pulling itself closer you.
This will eventually end.
At some point this will end.
I decided to make the most out of our time together. I sought out your lips once more kissing you with twice as much intensity. You kissed me back with a swift gradation of intensity that made me cling to you as the only solid thing in a swaying world.
We kissed in between taking our clothes off and your hands moved into my inner thigh. I felt the tide fading from my feet.
I moaned and my breasts swelled as you planted my slender frame with tender kisses. You invoked sensations within me that I never knew I was capable of feeling. My entire body felt alive as you sent wild tremors to my nerves.
Laying on the bed, I was amazed at how gentle you felt on top of me. You weren't crushing me like how it felt others from my dark past did.
My entire body felt alive and all my nerves were burning with desire as you slid a finger, then two, inside of me.
Your rhythm was unpredictable and I couldn't stop my cries of pleasure as I could feel myself going over the edge.
More.
I needed more.
I spread my legs wider motioning to you that I was ready. It was pleasurable torture. My nerves were pulsing.
Looking into each other's eyes, my breath hitched and I gasped as you slowly entered me.
And the rest of the night was an endless bliss.
