Chapter 25
Darius
It was my turn to be taken aback by Nibbles’ words. Her words ripped through me like a volcano and I almost lost my stance. The same woman who wouldn’t let me come a foot close to her or even touch her is willing to sacrifice so much for the freedom of another guy. Instead of getting me excited, it first perplexed me then it angered me.
I clenched my jaw. She was still staring at me, but I wished I could read through her. Her fingers played with my sleeves, waiting for me to say a word. For me, I waited for her to fight it, to tell me she didn’t mean what she just said. She kept on staring at me, not blinking or looking away and I almost went insane at how that could be possible.
“Darius,” She whispered. Her voice releasing my name felt like a beast being freed after several years of captivity. I felt as though it was the first time she would be calling my name. It was soft, tender, and f*cking seductive.
My eyes trailed to her pink, soft lips. I wish I could kiss her but at the same time, I desperately wanted to know what was going on in her head. What was she playing at? How can she play with fire just to get one man freed? The same man I want to crush his bones with my bare hands.
“Say something.” She pleaded. Those f*cking almond eyes pierced mine. My words became stuck at the back of my throat. When I asked her to show me how desperate she was to get him released, I thought she would be stubborn as usual. Never in my life did I expect Nibbles to bring herself to my mercy.
She was fierce, stubborn, and hard-headed, never did I expect her to do this. It killed me, angered me, riled me up, and f*ck, it excited me at the same time.
“What do you want me to do?” She asked again. I held her fingers and unclenched them from my shirt. I took several steps away from her. This woman will be the death of me.
“You should leave, Nibbles,” I suggested.
“What about him? Would you get him released?” She asked gently. The same woman who barged into my office without regard, ready to kill me was the same person acting like an angel What a switch! What a f*cking delectable sight
“Maybe,” I snickered. I should bury myself in work so I wouldn’t think too much about how I missed out on burying myself in her p*ssy.
“If you want me to do anything, I will. I swear, I’ll do anything. I can’t live with myself knowing he was throw because of me,”
She lamented. She was so close to tears, that I could see the color of her eyes changing and the tears pooling in
D*mn! I hate seeing this woman like this!
“You can’t give me what I want, Nibbles,” I murmured. “What I want isn’t a one-time thing and I’m sure you can’t
“Try me,” She challenged.
“I want you. On your back, on your fours, right on top of me, five times a day without complaint but what can you do? mocked.
I I was expecting her to say something about me being crazy and walk out of the door but then, she didn’t.
“Once in a day. I’m not a f*cking sex machine,” She mumbled out a response while staring at the floor.
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I smiled. There was no way Angela would be in her right senses and accept to have sex with me at all, not to talk of once a day.
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Chapter 25
“Are you drunk?” I asked.
She threw her head up to look at me. My question surprised her “I don’t drink,”
“Then something must be wrong with you,”
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She heaved. “He was my best friend and he’s still a good friend to me. He would do anything to help me out and if my body is what I would give to get him out of the place, then I would,”
“Do you want me? Does your body crave mine the same way my body crave yours?” I asked. I wasn’t about to sleep with someone who didn’t want to sleep with me. It was almost as if I would be sleeping with her against her will.
She was silent for a while. “If I say yes, will you release him?”
I shrugged. There was no way Nibbles would ever have wanted something like that. None of my advances had worked on her. It was almost as if she swore to never let me affect her again
“I dream about you sometimes,” The pen I was holding trembled, struggling to drop from my hand but I composed myself.
“What type of dreams?” I asked.
“Do you want me to spell it out?” A smirk graced my lips. I shook my head, getting the
“Lock the door,” I commanded. She did without questioning it. “STRIP!”
“What?”
“Take off your clothes, Nibbles. Unless you don’t want this anymore,” She shook her head.
er that I wanted.
Her shirt was the first thing to go, then the pants she was wearing. After that, she was clad in her bra and panties.
She stared at me and I took in a deep, long b. With the way her chest was heaving, I was sure she was also finding it hard to breathe.
“Stop,” I said before she could unhook her bra. That was my f*cking job. I stood up from the chair and walked to her. eyes dropped to the bulge in my pants and she bit down on her bottom lips. Good! I’m glad I could impress her.
“You are so beautiful, Nibbles,” I unhooked the bra by myself and watched as her breast fell out, removing every sense my life. Nothing else seemed to matter except for her at this particular moment.
Who am I again?
I peeled off her panties, leaving her naked in the middle of my office. I tried kissing her but she moved her head away. making my lips find their way to her neck. Good for me.
I turned her to the couch and bent her over. It would be a quick, fast f*ck, something to get me ready for the arrangement we’re about to make.
*Darius, I want it fast and hard, She pleaded. How she could make those words out of the same lips that were just moaning while she writhed under me was a mystery.
“Sorry, I didn’t listen to you back then, My Angel. I’ll make it worth it this time,”
And i did!
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