Dangerous Entanglement

episode 30

/KELVIN’S POV/

I got home that night and my thoughts was all on what Dele had said, no doubt I and Hannah have something chemistry going on between us, whenever we are together I can say firmly that the kind of s*x we use to have is what one will categories and call love making and not just f*****g.

“Oh my God brother, I think I finally made love to someone…” I remembered the first time Dexter said that to me, he had met the lady on his way to meet his project supervisor.

“What do you mean…?” I asked him in confusion of what he just said.

“What have you then been doing all this while?” I asked him trying to understand what he is trying to say, because the Dexter I know get laid at least ones a day, so what does he mean by he just ‘made love’.

“You not going to understand bro…” he said going up to sit at his study table that rarely gets used.

“So make me.” I responded getting up to sit upright on my bed.

“All these while, have just be f*****g around and hitting on every lady that I could.” he began trying to explain what he meant by love making.

“But you see the chick that came in today, of my God, just like kelvin Hart, I felt a soul anytime I looked at her” he continued with a very passionate expression of him deeming his eyes.

“A soul in what sense…” I asked with a chuckle as I was getting to understand that Dexter sugar boy player is in love.

“Forget it man, you won’t understand because honestly speaking, even I can’t really explain.” He said with a blush smile on his face.

“Okay if you can’t explain that, can you please explain to me the difference between love making and f*****g around or whatever you call it.” I pleaded with him having my palms closed on each other raised over my forehead.

“When you make love with a lady, you don’t want it to end, you care for her needs and always try to do everything exactly how she wants it, you make the whole action not just about you satisfaction or about she feeling joyful pains due to your hard hits and even after you are done, after you have spread your seed out onto wherever you guys both accepted to spread it, you don’t find her irritating, you still want to cuddle her show her love.” He explained like a professor given a lecture to year one students.

“Really, seriously, so you get irritated by the lady immediately after you c*m?” I asked dumbfounded, not that I was a virgin, but that was my first time hearing something like that.

“Of course man…” he firmly said quickly, had a pause before he continued.

“Of course, she becomes irritating, even during the process, you care only about your own excitement, and you will be in a haste to get it, because once you have yourself in her already, you feel accomplished and just want to get to the fulfilment part, and that is the ejaculation point.” He continued to make his point.

“Wow, I have never ever experienced or thought about this.” I declared.

“How many times have you ever been laid?” he asked teasingly as he got up to walk to the in suit bathroom.

“Yeah, it’s not like I am a virgin, I just don’t go around trying to go under every skirt that comes my way” I say in defense of myself as I went back to lay on the bed to have a short sleep with before heading out for an evening shift.

“So are you saying you are in love with her, because of all the explanations you made just now, that’s one thing I am unable to decode, and I am still not sure about” I called out to his hearing in the bathroom.

“Honestly kelvin I think I am, she is totally different from the others in all ramifications.” He responded before turning on the shower.

Presently now, love is what I am feeling, the way I look at her, and how I feel when I do, I look at her straight in the eye, not drooling on her boobs, nor trying to ogle on her ass, I looked at her straight in the eye, and see her for what and who she really is, not what she looked like.  Have been with quite a number of ladies before her, but hers was different.

The s*x, Nah! the love making is always something I wish to continue forever, I don’t really rush to hit hard, I mostly wait till she moans out the order for me to hit harder or go faster, even at that, I always do It with respect and love. I always put her own satisfaction at heart and after every c****x I have, I still want her in my hands, I still want to perceive her in my breath and also keep pecking her on the forehead. I actually use to think we two were both to s****l nymph when we are together, but after what dele said and me reminiscing on Dexter’s lecture I began to see that it was not just s*x we having and we were not nymphs in any way, but rather we are in love and are both ready to go extra for one another.

Just as I was about to sleep, I decided to go send a message to the construction firm the club had used while setting up, informing them about my intentions of moving the office to the top and also extending the balcony and the VIP section. But as you know, I didn’t just go on to that straight ahead, I slid into searching for Sandra on all social media platform possible, me having her contact number made it easy.

‘You know you’re not supposed to be doing this right now Kelvin’ I cautioned myself in my thoughts but that didn’t stop me, in fact I didn’t stop at just viewing her pics and stories, I dropped her a message on twitter, then I went on to send the mail after that. Just as I was done with the message, I got a notification of a new follower on twitter and without being much of a surprise…

‘Of course, it had to be Sandra’ I thought to myself.

“Honestly with the way you reacted and responded to my advances earlier today, I didn’t know what to expect.” She replied to my message immediately.

“Well, let’s just say my lady was around and I didn’t want her to have any clue that this was going to happen, I wanted her to also have nothing to expect”. I sent to her in response to her message.

“Are you kidding me right now…?” she asked me.

“Actually no one was there…”

“And I actually only messaged you in respect to your personality.”

“Really???” her message dropped instantly.

“Yeah, it will be disrespectful for me not to contact you.”

“I see, still the same gentleman you have always been” she replied

“Well, a leopard never loses his spot they say.” I said.

“Why don’t you just call me let’s talk.”

“Nope, can’t do that, I want to go to bed now as I need my sleep” I was wondering what could be on her mind. While the writing notification came up, I quickly typed her another message.

“Okay let me call you…” I said as I logged off twitter and I got up to check my pants pocket for the paper she had written her phone number.

The number was a bit smeared but I didn’t find it hard to decode it. To my amazement, on dialling the number, she didn’t even let the first ring go down before she picked the call, and called out my name with so much enthusiasm.

“KELVIN….”

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