Tension

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Alert!!!!!
Too much sauce ahead.......
I just hope you can handle the heat??









Iredia stood rigidly as he watched her leave in a cab. He wanted to hit something.

He remembered the look on her face when he had dropped her and how her breast had been offering itself to him.

Those full luscious boobs with dark nipples and he almost came in his pants.

He had almost taken her there, had wanted to turn her around and have his way with her. Wanted to hear her scream his name. Knowing he was the one making her loose control.

Being with her had been so good but kissing her, having her writhing and moaning against him had been pure heaven.

He had been so consumed, so overwhelmed that he had gotten scared so he needed to get away from her.

He ran from the heat between them. It was like running from a wild fire. She invaded his thoughts. He had imagined her under him so many times but this, the reality was something he couldn't fathom.

He wanted to go after her and finish what they had started. To have her scream into his mouth as he took her but he knew he would be the last person she would want. She might even cut his dick off if he offered.

He smiled.

She was a spitting fire and that turned him on. Even her anger had turned him on. The little thing would soon make him go mad.

Iredia sighed. He brought out his phone and texted Femi.

"I'm leaving."

Without waiting for a reply , he hailed a cab and went to his apartment needing the coldest shower ever.




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She woke up with her nipples hard then groaned as she left the bed.

Another dream, another Iredia dream. She had to stop this! She wished she knew how to.

It's been two weeks since their encounter and she was back from Lagos. Her two weeks holiday was over.

She had a class tomorrow and she prayed she wouldn't bump into him ever again.

He had humiliated her body and made her feel like an emotional disaster.

Someone who was being touched by God. She sighed, she had been. It had been too good and it was going to take a miracle to get someone that could touch her better.

She had to go do something to occupy her time. Peace wasn't back yet and she didn't know what else to do since her room was already clean.

A knock sounded at her door.

She frowned, then sighed.

The agent must be back with another new rule. She had the mind to ignore it but it got persistent and she got up.

She was wearing her transparent nighties that left nothing to the imagination.

She wasn't going to open the door too wide. Just to the distance her safety latch allowed.

Lesley opened the door and was rooted at the spot. Her dream was at her door step. How did he find her?

Merely looking at him she felt goosebumps all over. Then she remembered their last encounter.

"What do you want?"

"Good morning to you too Jasmine. We haven't seen each other in a while and that is all you have to say after our encounter?"

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