Sweet s-x episode 2 – 3

SWEET S-x!.
(Psycho love)

✍️Sha Ron ✍️

Episode 2.

“This is my son, Christian, your cousin!” My uncle introduced him during dinner.

My cousin… I should remember that!.

But this feelings of mine aren’t what I should be feeling considering the fact that he’s my cousin.

Am not typically shy, but I can’t even meet his gaze when he spoke to me.

“Nice to meet you and I hope you brought alot of things from the village for us, especially fruits?”

“I did, but I don’t remember putting yours because I didn’t know Uncle has children, two at that and one older than me!” I said with an eye roll.

My uncle and Aunt laughed, they take as a joke but I think am being serious, if not that I came visiting, I wouldn’t know that I have cousins.

“Then, you should go back to the village and bring it with you now that you know!” He teased.

“You know what? I will give you transport fare, go bring it yourself” I laughed.

I glanced at his face for the first time since we met again at the dinning, his eyes were intimidating mine and I had to look down on my food again.

“Okay ma’am, you win!” Everyone bursted into laughter.

“You can’t even argue, I thought you would do more than give up!” I mocked him.

“You would rather I argue like a market woman? I don’t do that, real men don’t say too many words” he said smiling.

“Mmm, noted!” I exclaimed.

“But brother, I am a woman as well and I don’t talk too much” Nancy came in.

“You are not a woman yet, ma’am!” Chris killed his sister’s joy, everyone bursted into laughter at her reaction.

She threw her spoon at him angry and reported him to their parents, I couldn’t stop laughing.

“Who said you aren’t a woman, baby? You’re more than a woman” her mother supported her.

My Uncle could only laugh, he added simply: “Women and man in the house, let’s observe some table manners”

We finished the rest of the dinner in silence, when everyone was done eating, they all left while me and Aunt cleared the table.

“Can I help with anything?”

I didn’t look around but I knew it’s Christian that came back, so funny my heart skipped a beat at the sound of his voice.

“We are good, son” Aunt replied.

He didn’t go, he came to stand beside me and his eyes were on me even though he discussed with his mother.

When Aunt finished what she was doing, she left the kitchen, I forgot how to breath, does he notice what his closeness is doing to me?.

“Should I help you with the plates?” He requested.

“I will take care of it, it’s nothing” I said but he’s already rinsing one of the plates, I didn’t stop him.

I can’t breathe while he’s near, but am excited he’s here with me. It’s a crazy feeling.

“Tell me about the village” he raised a topic.

He’s a good conversation starter, I don’t need to be told but I know that’s not exactly what he wants us to talk about.

“Why haven’t visited the village all these while?” I changed the subject.

“You make a habit of answering question with another question, I asked you to tell me about the village first, remember?” He retorted chuckling.

“I guess you aren’t ready to get the full gist about the village, if you are, answer my question” I returned.

“Okay, I don’t know why, but my father doesn’t want me to and I can’t disobey his orders” he replied.

“Why would he do that?” I asked curiously.

“Did I not tell you that I don’t know? And I can’t question him, whatever his reasons are, he knows better” he said with a shrug.

I cleaned my hands on a towel after washing the last plate, I started setting the ones he has rinsed.

“So unfortunate” I murmured to myself.

“Excuse me?” He looked at me. Damnit! He’s too close that the air from his steady breath is grazing my left cheek.

I just want to go on tiptoe, wrap my arms around him and give him a deep k-ss.

“I wasn’t talking to you, anyways, about the village, there’s nothing special about it” I told him as I took the last plate, he was cleaning his hands.

“Special or not, I want to hear it” he said and went to sit down on the kitchen stool.

“If you so much desire to get village gists, you shouldn’t have been too engrossed in your City life that you forgot your ancestral home!” I kicked his guts with my words.

“Fine! I don’t want to hear it anymore” he walked away, I ran after him.

“Hey, don’t take it too serious, I was only joking!” I caught him at the base of the stairs.

He’s a fast walker, his strongly built long legs aren’t for fancy.

I held onto his arm so he wouldn’t go away.

“I see, I’m not angry, I just lost interest in your gist!” He said, I thought he wanted to shove my hands away and go off but he didn’t.

“I… I will tell you….”

“I don’t want to hear it anymore” he cutted me off but he still stood there and looked at my face like he can’t just go.

“Okay, then” I moved away from him and turned to leave.

His laughter stopped me in my tracks and I turned to mop at him.

“Surprised?” He snorted still laughing loudly.

“Shocked, I…. I didn’t expect that” I stuttered.

“Don’t worry, am not angry and I don’t think I will ever be with you. Even if you don’t want to tell me about it, I have something to show you in my room, let’s go!” He didn’t wait for my answer, he grabbed my hand and we ran all the way to his room.

“Sit down on the bed, let me see……” He squatted beside his CD player to select a song I assumed.

I sat down on his big, soft and beautiful bed. The sheets are wonderfully designed with Mickey mouse sketches.

His enormous room has a few but carefully selected properties. The cottons, brown in colour with flowery designs covered every wall that it would have been dark if the lights weren’t on.

I can’t even guess were his window is located because of the non-transparent nature of the cottons.

Everything seems in order, no dirts, no disarrangement of things or tattered piece anywhere.

The room smelt like him, his soap, his body cream, and his body spray all mixed together to form one scent, it’s all wh0le and male.

He ins**ted a CD disk and Lil Wayne’s music, Popular filled the air, I don’t usually like music but I like peeping into celebrities lives especially foreign ones like Wayne, that’s how I got to know it’s him on the stereo.

He removed his round cap for the first time today, there’s no single hair left on his head but if anyone should be awarded for the best head shape, it must be him.

If it were otherwise, I would have laughed at the hairstyle but I can’t even take my eyes off it, it suits him just fine.

“You wanted to show me something” I started as my eyes followed him.

He hanged his cap and brought out a PS from his bag, and a laptop too.

“What’s your name?” He asked.

“I thought…..”

“My father didn’t mention it and you too, stop thinking” he said and sat beside me on his bed.

“Sorry about that, my name is Jennifer.”

“Lovely, Jenny!” He praised grinning.

“Thank you” I said and watched him log into his laptop, he connected the PS to it.

“Do you know how to play games with PS?”

“Not really, actually I haven’t used a laptop before and I don’t know anything about PS or how to play games with devices except physical games” I admitted shyly.

“Okay! Let’s play this one together!”

SWEET S-x!
(Psycho love)

✍️Sha Ron ✍️

Episode 3.

Chris is a very good companion, he accepted all my flaws and was patient in teaching me how to operate and play games with his laptop and PS.

I felt really happy, he laughs at every little thing I do and I couldn’t help myself but laugh as well, he’s a cheerful fellow.

I was sloppy in learning at first and I wanted to give up playing some of the games but he cajoled me to keep trying and you need to see me jumping up in jubilation when I won for the first time.

I played six different games before I told him that am tired, I wanted to go out because I didn’t trust myself when am with him on his bed.

“You still don’t want to tell me about our hometown?” He said eyeing me contemptuously.

“You don’t forget, do you?” I asked.

“Yes, for your information. And, it doesn’t seem like you have anything doing now, let’s make use of our time, babe!” He said logging off his laptop.

He returned it to it’s former position before joining me on the bed again.

“What and what do you want to know about the village?” I asked him.

“Many things, everything if possible!” He shrugged.

“Well, in the……”

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He cutted me off with his question.

Now, what exactly does he want to know?.

I only gave him a side look.

“It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me, I mean…..” He started but I answered, anyways.

“I don’t have a boyfriend, I actually have many boyfriends” I laughed at his reaction.

“I thought as much” he said.

“I’m not into a relationsh¡p if that’s what you meant, but half of my mutual friends are male.”

“I know” he mumbled something else but I didn’t hear it Sha.

“You?”

“What ?”

“Do you have a girl, serious relationsh¡p I mean?” I inquired and I could see my own jealous boiling up.

“None for now, I have two ex’s already” he said simply like it meant nothing, he waved it away.

I wish I could simply wave it the same way he did, but I couldn’t, I felt really jealous that some girl…….not one but two……..has impressed him before.

“Not surprised at all, someone like you don’t need to work hærd to get a girl into your web, you can as well change them anyhow, anytime” I snorted batting my lashes.

“Whatever you say, girls are literally stupid” he shrugged not finding it funny anymore.

“Are you collectively referring to every female specie!” I interjected.

“Don’t get me wrong, but I haven’t come across any girl that has some common sense, they……”

“Stop! I don’t think this conversation is going to end well” I interrupted him.

“Jeez….. You haven’t heard the last one, I was going to say they…..”

“I still don’t want to hear it” I covered my ears with my palms playfully and he tried to remove my hands from my ears so I would listen as he continued talking, I didn’t hear it.

That’s it, we played around his room like two teenage friends in a playground.

We ended up scattering his bed, I found where the window was located when I used his cuttons as shield, we crashed quite alot out of his few property.

I don’t know what happened next when he caught me between his cuttons and shoved me to his bed, he pinned me to it and his l-ips descended on mine.

That I was surprised is an understatement, he had knocked air out of my lungs and I couldn’t describe the sort of magic his l-ips were performing on mine .

A voice kept ringing a notice in my head that he’s my cousin, that I should push him away, that it’s not normal, that we have to stop but my heart and body shimmed in jubilation.

I wished that we could remain like that till eternity. My wh0le world spinned and my body vibrated as it wants more.

In a second, I forgot the world, I forgot how to think, I forgot who he was, I forgot right and wrong and decided to make this moment a sweet memory.

I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him closer, and closer.

My legs went around his wa-ist and pushed him so close that I cursed the material (clothes) that separated our skin.

I felt him hærd and ready, pressed on my lower abdomen. If he wasn’t on jeans, I swear, it would have tored it and sprang out for good.

His mouth and tongue sought, found, tasted and savoured every part of my face and neck, hungrily. Greedily. Possessively.

His hand was restless, it tried to get my zipper down and it succeeded.

“Oh”

I couldn’t help the mo-n that escaped my l-ips when his fingers car-ssed my br-asts, our tongues fought for dominance.

I lost it, my hands traveled down to his wa-ist, and started working on his trouser’s buttons.

In one quick splitting second, he jumped off me like I just pressed the right button that snapped him back to his senses.

We stared at each other in alter amazement, as we fought to keep our breaths slow and steady.

When my eyes went down defeated, I saw my half unclad body, I drew at the hem of my cloth and pulled close my zipper with shaky fingers, I stood up slowly from the bed.

He stood frozen until I made to leave, he caught my hand.

“Don’t go, Jenny. I mean….not like this, I’m really sorry. I didn’t know what got over me, I….shit!” He cursed when his voice trailed off.

“You don’t have to be sorry, it wasn’t exactly your fault. I mean….what was I thinking, I should have stopped us from…… I…. I will just go to my room”. I half ran out of his room.

I rushed into my room and shut the door, there are a lot of empty rooms in my uncle’s house, so I was given a room alone. It was when I ran in,side that I figured his room was actually the one opposite mine.

I went to look at my face in the standing mirror, I couldn’t see my face but I saw what happened in his room vividly.

What would be going through his mind now?

No! What actually happened right there?

I don’t trust myself but I remember he was the one that………

Gosh!

My wh0le being wept and craved for his touch again.

“How am I going to face him tomorrow?” I murmured to myself.

I am tired, it’s been a long day. I thought of taking another shower but I dismissed the thought because I didn’t want to wash off his scent which still fills my nostrils.

His touch lingered all over me and my mouth felt supple and swollen from his k-ss. I threw myself on the bed and went on dreaming about what’s coming next.

*Next morning*

I was woken up from my daydream by my aunt’s voice when she called me to wake up that the day has broken.

Truly, when I left bed and looked at the wall clock at the parlour, I saw that it’s almost twelve past eight.

I had brushed my teeth and washed my face before coming out of my room at my private bathroom, so I joined my Aunt in the kitchen.

“Good morning, Aunt?” I greeted her and looked around to see what I would help her do.

“Morning, how was your night, Jennifer?” She replied.

“Good, I overslept….. you should have waken me earlier” I commented.

“I know you must be tired from yesterday’s journey, so I had to allow you to rest, I woke you up so you would take your bath and then go back to sleep, it’s good for you” She said tapping my shoulder.

“I don’t usually sleep that long, I was just tired and now, am awake, so I have to help you out here” I said and took the tea mugs to rinse for her to share breakfast.

“Nice, I really won’t mind if you take a good rest, you know” she shrugged smiling.

My Aunt seems to be a very nice woman, she’s jovial as well and she kind of like petting people.

“Good morning, Mom?”

My heart sank. One of the mugs almost slipped off my hand, it was sheer luck that it fell back in,side the washing basin.

My wh0le body shivered and I kept myself busy with pouring the tea instead, I have to make sure I don’t look up, I might end up wobbling out of the kitchen.

“How are you doing son?” My Aunt asked her son.

“Am fabulous mother, and you?”

“Not bad at all!”

“How was your night, cousin?”

Cousin? Is he referring to me?

I am busy minding my business, why can’t he just go if he’s done greeting his mother?

Wake up, Jen. It doesn’t seem like anything serious happened last night, but why does it matter so much to me?.

It doesn’t seem like it matters to him, anyways. It’s no big deal!.

I glanced at his face and forced a squeaky smile “It wasn’t bad, kinda refreshing and yours?” I rolled my eyes and brought it down to pouring tea.

“My night was splendid, let me help you with that”

He chooses his English words carefully, I must comment. He made to take the jug from me to pour tea himself but I didn’t give him a chance.

“Mr helper, there doesn’t seem to be another male presence in this kitchen, it’s not meant for you, get lost!” I snorted.

“Huh? Jennifer, don’t be rude when a guy wants to help you in the kitchen, it takes an intelligent man to help out in the kitchen!” My Aunt jumped in.

“Mom, don’t mind her, I know how to handle her!’ he said as he carefully took out the tray pan to arrange the breakfast.

“Aunt, don’t tell me you are standing in for a guy in this kitchen o, doesn’t he know his place?” I objected .

A rush of aspirin rushed through my system as his fingers brushed on my mine when he took the last mug of tea from my hand.

I glanced at were he touched me and moved quickly away from him, what’s wrong with me?

Is this really my heart ?

“I have to, men who helps out in the kitchen are rare, it takes a real man to.” My aunt said as she carried water to the dinning table.

I took the tray pan hurriedly and followed my aunt out, one of the mugs ended up with him.

He brought it to the dinning himself, when I stole another glance at him, a mischievous smile played on his l-ips…..

TBC.

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