The miracle I need episode 62

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EPISODE 62

“You said you were going to help me check my business proposal plan.” Kimberly reminded Eric after dinner as they both returned to the living room after cleaning up.

“You’re done with it? Let me see.” Eric said as he sat down on the couch, and extended his hand for her to hand over her l@pt©p and the do¢vments to him.

Kimberly ignored his outstretched arm and walked over to where he was seated, and sat down beside him, “Let’s look at it together.”

“No. You did it yourself, so I’m sure you’ve seen it enough. I want to go throu-gh it alone.” Eric said as he took the l@pt©p from her and moved to the other end of the couch, away from her.

Kimberly looked at him in confusion, as she wondered what had gotten over him all of a sudden. He had k!$$£d her just a moment ago and had acted like something was going to happen between them tonight, so why was he putting distance between them all of a sudden?

Eric on the other hand focused his attention on the do¢vment in front of him, “Knowing Tunde, he won’t re-ad past the first page of this proposal.” Eric muttered ma-king Kimberly frown.

“Meaning what?”

“Meaning that although it is good, it isn’t good enough for Tunde. If you want him to re-ad this, talk more of granting you audience and even accepting your proposal, I’ll suggest you work on it together. re-move all the unnecessary detail, go straight to the point and make it catchy.” Eric said with a straight face. He was sounding like a businessman now, and his speech was very formal.

“Why not help me since you know what he wants?” Kimberly suggested.

“Do I work for you?” Eric asked bluntly.

“No… But…”

“Am I a p@rt of your company?” He asked again, cutting her off.

“No… I mean…”

“So why should I help you with the business proposal? Isn’t this something you or Prisca should work on?” He asked, looking at her coolly. There was no trace of the warmth Kimberly was used to on his face now. He was looking kind of formidable and intimid@t!ngnow, in a way that scared Kimberly.

He had promised to make her happy for a year, so why was he being this way all of a sudden? Was it because of the misun-derstanding earlier? But they had settled it alre-ady, right? “You’re my husband, or are you not? Isn’t this something husbands can help their wives to work on?” She asked in confusion.

Eric blinked at her, and then a grin split his facial features as he looked at her, “You admit I’m your husband because you need my help?” He asked, not bothering to hide his amusement. He had actually wanted to see how she would react to him acting as he usually did with his staff, but hearing the tremor of fear in her voice, he could tell she was feeling intimid@t£d alre-ady. He wondered how she would have been able to get him to sign the business proposal had they not met the way they had met.

“Well, you did say we should act like a real couple, didn’t you? Isn’t this something wives do?” Kimberly asked ma-king him chuckle.

“I’ll tell you what couples do. They make bargains. Now I won’t help you with the proposal, I will just show you the corrections you need to make, like things to take out and what you need to include, and in exchange you will m@ssage me this night, and prepare a meal for me tomorrow.” Eric said with a shrug as he shut down the l@pt©p and pushed the l@pt©p away.

“M@ssage and cook?” Kimberly asked with a disapproving frown.

“How important is this deal to you again? You might think because you’ve become friends with his sister, things will go easily for you. But I can @ssure you that he won’t even re-ad this proposal regardless of what his sister says unless you work on it. So you have to work on it. Are you going to m@ssage me or not?” He asked, wiggling his brow playfully.

“What if after ma-king all these corrections he re-ads it and still doesn’t accept it?” She asked skeptically.

“I told you before, if you’ve seen me, then you’ve seen Tunde. He’s going to accept it. Just do what I tell you to do, okay?”

“Oshey! Tunde Jesus!” Kimberly said sarcastically, “Fine. Let me get my m@ssaging oil.” She said as she stood up.

“You want to m@ssage me right here? It has to be in the be-droom, let’s go in,side.” Eric said as he stood up and picked up the l@pt©p before going in with her.

Kimberly st©pped at the p@ssage, wondering which of the rooms they were going into for the m@ssage, “Let’s use yours.” Eric suggested as he walked ahead of her and went in,side her be-droom without invitation. He took off his shi-t, revea-ling his well sculpted b©dy.

Kimberly watched him as he lowered himself on her be-d shi-tless, and l@yon his stomach, “Why are you still standing there?” Eric asked with his eyes closed, “You didn’t expect that you would m@ssage me with my clothes on, did you?” He asked ma-king Kimberly frown. What was he doing? Was this an invitation to have S-x with him? She wondered as she opened her drawer and picked up the m@ssaging oil before going over to the be-d.

She straddled him by sitting on his back, and then she dropped some drops of the oil on his back before leaning in to m@ssage him. Eric m0@n ed and gro-an ed as he soft hands skillfully m@ssaged him, “You do this often? How come you have an oil?” He asked her after a while as she continued m@ssaging him.

“I love being m@ssaged. I have my personal m@sseuse who comes twice a month to m@ssage me, hence I have the oil.” She said, and without doubt Eric could tell she was having S-x with this m@sseuse of her.

“Since you’re married now, you won’t be needing his services anymore, right?” He asked Kimberly who paused as she thought about it. It was true that she was having S-x with him, but he was also really good at his job, and also at plea-suring her.

“What if…”

“Kim? Real Marriage, remember?” Eric asked, ma-king her sigh.

“Okay.”

“Don’t worry, I can m@ssage you. Take off your clothes and I’ll m@ssage you.” Eric said ma-king Kimberly pause once again. Was this it? Were they about to have S-x? The thought of it was arousing her alre-ady.

She stood up and Eric turned over to watch as she slowly took off her clothes, leaving only her S-xy G-string P@nt on. He really hoped he wasn’t going to regret giving her this m@ssage, Eric thought as Kimberly lowered herself on the be-d beside him.

“You have a very beautiful b©dy.” Eric said as he stood up, ma-king Kimberly smile shyly.

“Thanks.” She said as she turned over so she was lying on her stomach.

Eric tried not to think of her as Kimberly, but as Wumi or even his mother instead. That was the only way he wouldn’t want to do anything S-xual with her after seeing her n-ked b©dy. So having come up with that idea and confused his br@in into thinking Kimberly was his sister, he went about m@ssaging her expertly as he would do his sister or mother.

Kimberly m0@n ed as his hands moved over he back. She wished his hands would go lower to m@ssage her bu-tt cheeks, or even slide between her legs the way it happened in the p©rn videos she had watched. The thought of it all alone was turning her on, and ma-king her b©dy extra s-en-sitive to his t©uçh.

When she couldn’t stand it anymore she sat up on the be-d and turned around to look at Eric who was wondering why she sat up all of a sudden, “You said I could k!ssyou.” She reminded him before placing a hand on his n£¢k and pu-lling his head down, so hisl-ips could meet herl-ips.
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“I see. So she goes to the salon twice a month? Can I have the days of her hair appointments and the phone number of your hairstylist who attends to her? Oh No! Trust me, I won’t make her do anything evil.” Mrs Obasan said with a giggle.

“You’re still on this?” Chief Obasan asked his wife as he walked into her be-droom and saw her on the phone.

“Let me call you back.” She told the person at the other end of the line before hanging up, “That was the wife of s£nator Adesina.” She said ma-king her husband raise a brow.

“You know she owns the biggest hair dressing salon on the Island. If you want to find out something about anyone, it’s easier to get it from her… Especially if it involves wives and mistresses of politicians.” She said with a smile.

“Is that girl worth all this? Can’t you just call her and warn her off Tunde?” Chief Obasan asked.

“You should know me. I don’t go into any battle without knowing everything about my enemy. I want to know every detail about her life, even down to her favorite fast-food and meal. If she so much as messes with my son’s happiness, I’m going to destroy her.” She promised.

“Okay. Do whatever you need to do. If you need my help, let me know.” He said as he walked out of the be-droom once again.

Mrs Obasan dialed the number Eric had texted her and waited patiently as it rang until it disconnected. Just as she was about dialing the number again, Wumi’s call entered.

“Ekale ma. You can’t even call to check on me.” Wumi hissed the moment her mother accepted the call.

“At least you remembered your manners enough to greet. Why should I check on you? Did I s£nd you anywhere?” Mrs Obasan hissed at her in return.

“You didn’t s£nd me anywhere, abi? No wahala o. Don’t expect me to tell you about anything that I do in Lagos o. I won’t even tell you about my visit to Kimberly’s house tomorrow.” Kimberly threatened.

“You’re going to her house tomorrow? Why?” Her mother asked curiously.

“You didn’t s£nd me anywhere, so why should I tell you? Don’t worry about it, you hear?” Wumi said ma-king her mother suddenly laugh.

“You better open your mouth and tell me or I won’t tell you about Eric’s ex girlfriend either.” Mrs Obasan threatened.

“What about his ex girlfriend?” Wumi asked with a scowl.

“Tell me about your visit to Kimberly’s house.” Mrs Obasan said ma-king Wumi sigh.

“Kimberly invited me over to her house. So I guess I’m going to be meeting your daughter in-law before you.” Wumi said smugly.

“I see. Anyway your brother’s ex girlfriend is trying to stir up trouble for him.” She said ma-king Wumi sit up on the be-d.

“How? What did she do?”

“You know she happens to be the wife of Kimberly’s Father?”

“You mean she is his mother in-law?” Wumi asked with a giggle.

“How are you even finding this funny?” Her mother snapped at her.

“I’m sorry, but it’s very funny. I suppose she wants Eric back? Don’t worry your head about it. You should know I can handle her myself.” Wumi said confidently.

“Well, you can do what you have to do, while I do what I have to do. She should know the ladies in Eric’s life won’t tolerate her messing with him.”

“Yeah. We won’t.” Wumi affirmed.
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Why was he coming close to her? Was he going to try to k!ssher? Her n!ppl!s visibly h@rdened un-der her go-wn at the thought of such intimacy. Kathleen flee. Flee from every appearance of evil! A voice in her head said. And before Pete could say another word, Kathleen raised a hand, “Don’t come close to me! Don’t k!ssme again!”

Pete looked at her in confusion, and then smiled, “I was only coming to take the onions.” He said, pointing at the onions she had chopped with a knowing smile.

“Oh!” Kathleen looked away in embarr@ssment. Why was her imagination on overdrive? She really needed to put some distance between her and Pete, she thought as she moved away from where the diced onion was so his b©dy wouldn’t brush hers.

“There is no need to feel embarr@ssed. Don’t worry. Whatever happens in my kitchen, remains in my kitchen.” Pete @ssured her.

“I’ll be in the living room.” Kathleen said and turned to leave, but Pete quic-kly gr@bb£d her hand before she could walk throu-gh the door ma-king her jump in surprise.

“What?” Kathleen asked in alarm.

“Relax Kat. I’m S-xually attracted to you as I know you are to me, and somehow I also know it scares you. I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to, so you don’t have to run from me.” Pete said as he looked directly into her eyes, but Kathleen looked away.

That was the exact problem. He wouldn’t make her do anything she didn’t want to, but right now she couldn’t even tell what she wanted from what she didn’t. All these feeling, all these horniness was something she didn’t want to feel, but here she was feeling it all and even thinking and dreaming of having S-x.

“I… I want some distance between us.” Kathleen managed to say.

“Why? Because you feel it will make you st©p being attracted to me?” Pete asked.

“You should check what you’re cooking, I think it’s burning.” Kathleen said, ma-king Pete turn around to check the content of the pot.

Kathleen sighed in relief as she stood by the door and watched him cook. What was with this attraction to him? Or was it because he was the first man ap@rt from her family she was living in such a close proximity with and was seeing him every day? Was that it?

“Kat?” Pete called as though he had called her before.

“Hm?”

“I will try not to rush you anymore, okay? So just relax.” Pete said before returning his attention to what he was cooking.

“I’m sorry if I’m…”

“There is absolutely no need for you to apologise about anything. I didn’t say that to make you feel guilty. I’m perfectly okay.” Pete cut her off before she could say anything else.

“Thanks for un-derstanding.” Kathleen murmured.

“I’m curious about something though. Can I ask?” Pete asked as he continued cooking with his back to her.

“Sure.”

“How have you managed to keep yourself despite the kind of society we live in today?” Pete asked curiously.

Kathleen kept quiet for sometime, and just when Pete was beginning the think she wouldn’t respond to his question, she spoke again, “I would like to say it’s because I am disciplined, but I can’t say that. God has been helping me, cause I can’t imagine what would have happened if I had been R@p£d along the line or something. And I often have the urge to have S-x but I’ve tried not to watch or re-ad anything S-xual that would tempt me to seek S-xual gratification. I’ve noticed that what I hear, see and re-ad have a way of influencing my thoughts, so I avoid everything S-xual.” Kathleen explained.

“So how am I supposed to avoid everything S-xual when you’re dressed in things like that?” Pete asked, and turned to look at her.

“So it’s okay for you not to think about it, while you keep ma-king me fantasize and dream about ma-king love to you? How would you feel if I dressed in revea-ling clothes? Or in nothing at all?” Pete asked with a slightly raised brow.

He was right. None of this was being fair to him, “I’m sorry.”

“I know your mom put you up to it, and I’m not upset about it. I’m just saying, if you want to remain chaste st©p tempting me this way, because if I decide to turn the table on you, you’ll be begging me to make love to you before the end of the week.” Pete warned.

“That can’t happen.” Kathleen said in a confident tone ma-king Pete smile.

“Are you sure about that?” Pete asked as he started walking in her direction again. He had said he wasn’t going throu-gh rush her, but she was really tempting him to do otherwise.

“Tell me something Kathleen, have you ever fantasized having S-x with me? Or dreamt of me ma-king love to you?” Pete asked as he st©pped in front of her. Kathleen su-cked in a breath and turned away from. She definitely wasn’t going to be answering that question.

“Tell me.” Pete said as he placed a f!nger un-der her chin and raised her head so she was looking into his face. He really wanted to make love to her. He wanted to have her writhing un-der him and begging him to make love to her, but he knew he couldn’t do that… At least not now.

Kathleen swallowed nervously when she saw the way he was looking at her like he wanted to eat her. She wanted to move but couldn’t bring herself to move because somehow she was curious. She wanted to see what he was going throu-gh do next. She was having this funny feeling in the pit of her stomach, and she couldn’t tell what it was… Perhaps it was lvst?

He lowered hisl-ips to her ear lobe and ni-bbled on it ma-king Kathleen’s mouth go dry, “Pete…” She called in a pleading tone, but he wasn’t listening to her. He lowered hisl-ips from her ear to her n£¢k and let his teeth graze her n£¢k before dropping k!sses all over it.

His hand grazed over her alre-ady h@rdened n!ppl!s ma-king her svçkin a breath as a m0@n escaped from herl-ips. Pete smiled when he heard her m0@n , and pu-ll-ed away from her b©dy, “So have you?”

Kathleen whose eyes had been closed, slowly fli-ckered open as she looked at him in both embarr@ssment and confusion. She www embarr@ssed at her reaction to his t©uçh, and even more embarr@ssed because she hadn’t wanted him to st©p. She was confused because she couldn’t remember the question he had asked.

“Have I…” She st©pped and cleared her throat, “Have I what?” She asked ma-king Pete chuckle.

Pete moved closer to whisper into her ear, “Have you fantasized about any of this before?” Pete asked as he lowered his hand to her che-st and took a n!pplebetween his f!ngers, “Have you dreamt of me ma-king love to you and tou-ching you in…”

“Yes. No. I mean No.” Kathleen quic-kly corrected ma-king him chuckle as he let go of her and put some distance between them.

“Liar. I know you have. Don’t worry, when that time comes, it’s going to beat even your wildest imaginations. I think dinner is re-ady.” Pete said before walking away from her and returning to check the food.

“Do you agree now that it can happen?” Pete asked as he dished out the food, while Kathleen stood there, wondering what to do about the w€tness in her P@nties. She needed to clean up before having dinner with him.

“What can happen?” She asked in confusion.

“You begging me to make love to you, remember?” He said ma-king her sigh. Being around this man was a bad idea. He brou-ght out the carnal p@rt of her. This was why it was best to go into a relationsh!pwith fellow brother’s in the Lord, instead of all these worldly guys. But then again, brother’s in the Lord wouldn’t excite her this way, or make her feel the way she was feeling right now.

Now she un-derstood what apostle Paul meant in rom-ns 7:15 where he said “For I do not un-derstand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate.” If anyone had told her she would be in such a position struggling with herself over whether or not to commit fornication she never would have believed it. Had she not been the one judging Pete some days ago because he had S-x with a lady? What was she thinking now?

“I’m not going to have premarital S-x with you.” Kathleen told him, and with that she hurried out of the kitchen, and went into Amanda’s room to use the restroom. She washed up and cleaned up the w€tness in her P@nt before returning to join Pete in the dining.

“What about your girlfriend? The one you had S-x with the last time?” She asked with a stiff smile immediately she returned to the table.

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