Something To Live For

Secret relationship

Startled, his eyes flew wide open but he caught her too and deepened the kiss. She pulled him closer urging for more. He then took her hands and wrapped them around his neck while he held her by the waist and drew her in. They were so close their bodies pressed against each other. After a while, Phil withdrew the kisses but he was held by Cynthia.

“Are you going to end it just like that again?” She asked. Her voice filled with bitterness and subtle anger. He smiled at her and shook his head. “No. I’ll be back. I just wanto turn off the lights and make sure Scarlett is alright. I’d definitely be back for more” he replied and flashed a smile at her before walking out.

He he headed to the living room and made sure the doors were locked and the windows shut. He turned off all the lights too. Then he went into the room he had laid Scarlett. He stood over her and watched her sleep. Ever since she came into his life, he had only known sorrow. She was the reason for his beautiful wife’s death and now, she’s the reason he couldn’t be with the woman he loved. He hated her. He wanted to strangle her there already but, Cynthia loved her so much. Hurting her would mean hurting Cynthia. He never wanted to do that. Today, he had promised himself to do whatever it takes to keep her happy. Even if they couldn’t get married, he’d never forsake her. He was willing to forge a secret relationship with her as long as she didn’t mind. He was willing to defy Binta, her orders and threats this time around. He’d do anything for her.

By the time he walked into the room, Cynthia had turned off the light and was already in a red silky nightgown. She stood by the bedside table. Her hair was tied with a red ribbon. When she noted his presence, she turned slowly. The neckline of her nightie was the low and revealing. She glowed in the dark like some pretty and dangerous angel. He walked towards her his eyes not leaving her face.

By the time he reached her, he was already full of so much desire and his little demon was raging within him. He wanted to take her to bed at once, devour without looking back but as much as he wanted to fulfill his own desires, he never wanted to hurt her. He didn’t want her seeing him as a beast and getting scared even though he knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

Taking her in his arms, he lifted her up gently and placed her on the bed, all the while holding her eyes captive in his. He lifted a finger and stroked her cheek, as gentle as ever. He then traced his fingers around her lips and replaced them with his lips. He kissed her while his hands roamed about, sliding into her gown, taking hold of her n****e. He pinched it lightly causing her to whimper. He stroked each n****e gently as he listened to her soft moans and groans.

He moved away to look at her as if asking for permission before continuing. He stared into her eyes and could only see nothing but desire and need, a need he would soon fulfil. Placing himself atop her, he slid her nightie of her shoulders revealing her tender breasts which were already hard from desire.

He kissed her again but let his kisses trail this time. From her lips to her cheeks, chin and he let his lips linger on her neck while his fingers played with her breasts and n*****s. He then replaced his fingers with his mouth. He sucked on her n*****s hungrily. Catching her right n****e in between his teeth, he squeezed her breast gently with his hands. He stuck out his tongue and licked her breast as if he were licking his favorite lollipop. He did the same thing with her left breast as well.

As as he continued his assault on her, Cynthia didn’t know when her low grunts and moans had become a loud, meaningless cry with her calling his name over and over. She wanted more. He was torturing her and she was tired of the torture already. She dragged one of his hands, and placed it between her thighs hoping he would understand what she wanted him to do.

He slowly parted her legs, sliding her gown off her completely. She was naked. She was wearing nothing underneath her discovered. He let his eyes feed itself on the beauty of the goddess that was lying underneath him. He could see she was already wet with desire.

Placing each knee besides her, he cupped her breasts in his hands and squeezed them softly. He continued squeezing them before planting soft kisses on them. He let the kisses trail downwards till he reached her thighs. He parted her legs but she immediately pulled back.

A look of worry appeared on his face but she got up instead and snuggled into her nightie.

“What’s the problem?” Phil asked.

“Nothing. I’m sorry. I don’t think we should be doing this. I mean, you’re getting married” she replied in a small voice.

He looked hurt but managed a small smile. “I understand” he said before climbing down the bed and adjusting his clothes.

“I’d be leaving then. Goodnight” he said and walked towards the door. He stopped at the door and turned around slowly. “I love you” he whispered before leaving.

Torn between good and wrong, she didn’t know what to do. Was she willing to risk going out with a man that would be married to another woman because she loved him? She had no idea why he really had to marry Binta if he loved her. He must have a genuine reason for whatever decision he made but he shouldn’t expect her to accept being “the other woman” in his life.