{COMPLETED} "This is the sequel to The Wrong Crowd."
"I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine." - Emily Bronte.
Following the acceptance to Dami's proposal, Ore begins to slowly realize that not a...
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Dedicated to @aminie22
Warning: This chapter contains sexual content and smut.
Ore ran out of her hostel into Dami's waiting arms. She hugged him tightly, never wanting to let go. His vanilla mixed with wood spice perfume assailed her senses and she pressed her head against his shoulder.
"I missed you so much, Red." Dami petted her hair and pulled back to place a kiss on her forehead.
Ore squirmed under his heated gaze and shyly looked away.
"Come on, don't you miss me too?" Dami asked lifting her chin to stare at her beautiful face.
"Course, I did. It's been a while y'know." Ore licked her lips as Dami drew closer. His five o'clock shadow giving him a rough edge.
"I know but I expected you to like be all over me or something." Dami circled a strand of her hair and placed a fleeting kiss on her cheek.
Ore smiled and shifted nervously about her feet. "Come on, let's go home, people are beginning to stare weirdly at us." Dami jammed a hand cooly into his pocket as he nodded and gestured to the open car door. This time, he had driven a Toyota venzer .
Ore eased herself into the comfy seat and made a mental note to ask him why he changed cars so often. Dami angrily slammed the door and rounded the car to the driver's side.
He didn't say anything as he got in and slid the key into the ignition before pulling out from the driveway.
"Are you not going to talk to me?" Ore asked furrowing her brows and inching closer to get a good look at his handsome face.
"Stay away!" Dami warned. Ore jerked at his harsh tone of voice and slouched in her seat.
Dami threw his car keys on the rich mahogany table and stalked off to his bedroom. Ore watched his retreating back with mouth agape. She couldn't understand his sudden change of mood when she obviously hadn't done anything.
She took off her sandals and plodded on the cold marble tiles with her bare feet. The tickles it gave her sensitive toes relieved her nerves a bit as she climbed up the fleet of stairs with a firm hand on the golden railing.
"Dami," Ore called out biting hard on her lip. "I am sorry okay, I didn't mean to shun you."
She took a turn right and walked down the hallway before knocking on the last room. The door was slightly ajar so she eased through the opening to meet Dami sitting on the edge of the bed with his face in his hand and a towel wrapped around his waist.
She gulped as she slowly made her way over to him. "Look, I am sorry baby, it's just been a tough week for me." She rubbed her palms repeatedly on her short in apprehension as she crouched in front of him.
Dami swore under his breath as he stared at the parting between Ore's breasts. Even though he was angry with her, he still wanted to eat her whole and make her scream while he was at it.
Ore pushed him so his back rested on the cool sheets and she nestled her body between his legs. His manhood was standing at attention and it took all his restraint not to manhandle her like the rest of his former babes.
"I said I was sorry." Ore was drawing circles on his chest, making his breathing uneven. "And I want to make it up to you okay?" She unbuttoned her shirt and fumbled with her bra strap.
After stripping her clothing, she flung them on the floor and was about unzipping her short skirt when Dami halted her.
"It's okay, I forgive you." He mistakenly grazed a thumb over her taut nipples and Ore flinched, landing her butt on the floor. She was vaguely aware of what she had been doing because she didn't want her baby boy to continue staying mad at her.
Ore crossed an arm over her form as she hurriedly got up and maneuvered to the other side. Dami stalked her with beady eyes as he slid over the edge of the bed bringing him impossibly closer to her. Then, he took off his towel.
"You have gotten what you wanted," Dami snarled as Ore focused her attention on his erect dick. She felt heat pool between thigh as Dami traced a finger on the line of her silk panties. Ore parted her legs further and moaned at the onslaught of his crotch on her core.
"Now, I'll have to get mine," he whispered in her ear before teasing Ore with the full length of his erection on her belly. Ore was shaking visibly as she trailed a tentative finger over the cap. Dami moaned and bit hard on Ore's shoulder. He felt his tip go wet with pre-cum.
"Fuck Ore." Dami pressed his full weight on Ore as he slammed his mouth against hers. Ore welcomed him wholeheartedly and kissed him, fiercely sucking on his bottom lip.
Tongues danced like fire in a flame, drawing the hidden beast within and making the female's mound scream with pleasure. Ore gasped as Dami fondled her big breast and slid an inch of his dick into her wet pussy without thinking. A sharp pain seared through Ore and Dami had to pull out the minute she was writhing.
"I can't," Ore cried out. "It's too painful." Dami enfolded her with his embrace and softly muttered words to calm her down. Ore's racing heartbeat slowed after a short while and she moaned aloud as Dami began trailing kisses down her collarbone before claiming her nipples with his mouth.
He sucked, pulled and teased with his tongue making Ore squirm in pleasure. By now, her juice was slowly dripping. After assaulting Ore's breasts till she could whimper no more, Dami went down on her and flicked his wetness over her core.
Ore screamed in ecstasy, digging her nails into his shoulder and pulling his head in for more. Dami carefully parted her labia lips and licked her clit, thereby driving Ore to the peak.
Ore snacked on her popcorn and rested on Dami's shoulder. He was playing call of duty on his ps4 and his full concentration was on the 45 inches flat screen.
"Oooh gad, this game is so boring, I don't understand what you see in it." It had been two gruesome hours already. Ore groaned, grabbing a handful of her popcorn and stuffing it in Dami's face. The Xbox fell from Dami's grasp as he pinned Ore on the couch.
"You better leave me and my game alone unless you will pay." He placed a warning hand in front of Ore's face and slapped her laps. The sound of gunshot firing randomly in the air floated around them as Dami collected his pad and resumed the game.
Ore continued to munch on her popcorn, slowly devising a plan in mind to gain his attention. She slithered on the floor like a cat and switched off the socket, shutting off the console. Dami threw Ore an infuriated look and began chasing her all over the spacious parlor.
Ore laughed and darted in the space between the dining table. Dami grabbed her leg as she was about crawling through and dragged her out. "Gotcha!" He shouted.
Ore kicked in the air and struggled against his strong hold. She spat in his face and ran headlong into the kitchen as soon as he released her. She didn't look where she was going and rammed face first into the steel door.
Ore heard a loud ringing in her ear before her vision blurred and blood slowly began to pool around her.
Author's note: What do you think will happen to Ore now? I do hope she is okay.
Side note: Has anyone ever experienced a romantic moment gone berserk?
