Ashes of Us

Chapter 28: The Final Round

The moonlight streamed through the windows, bathing our bodies in soft, silvery light.

I lay sprawled on my stomach, still catching my breath.

But Tobi wasn’t done with me.

He ran his fingers down my spine, making me shiver.

"Turn over," he whispered.

I obeyed, gazing up at him through heavy-lidded eyes.

Tobi smirked, lowering himself between my legs, kissing a slow path up my thighs.

"You’ve had two already," he murmured. "Let’s see if you can handle one more."

His mouth found me again, his tongue working me until I was squirming beneath him, begging for more.

When he finally pushed into me for the third time that night, it was raw, wild, uncontrollable.

Our bodies moved together in a perfect, desperate rhythm, chasing that final high.

And when it hit, it was unlike anything before—so intense that I screamed his name, gripping him tightly as pleasure tore through me.

Tobi groaned, spilling into me with a final thrust, collapsing onto me, our bodies tangled in sweaty, exhausted bliss.

For a long moment, neither of us spoke.

Then he kissed me, soft this time, his thumb brushing over my cheek.

"You’re mine now," he murmured. "And I’ll give you everything you want, baby."

I smiled, completely spent.

I had no doubt about that.

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Chapter 29: A Call from Home

The room was still heavy with the scent of us, the sheets tangled around our bodies as I lay sprawled on Tobi’s chest, my fingers lazily tracing circles on his skin. The glow from the bedside lamp cast a golden hue over us, making the intimacy of the moment even deeper.

Tobi was still teasing me, his fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns down my back, dipping lower with every pass. I sighed into his touch, body still sensitive, still humming from everything he had given me.

"You’re insatiable," I murmured, shifting against him.

His chuckle was low, dark. "I warned you, didn’t I?" His fingers dipped lower, grazing the curve of my hip. "Now, you can’t get enough."

I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t deny it. I was still lost in him, still wrapped up in the aftershocks of pleasure, when my phone suddenly buzzed on the nightstand.

I groaned, reluctant to move. But when I saw the name flashing on the screen, my heart skipped.

Mom.

Tobi felt me stiffen and smirked. "What’s wrong, baby? Who’s about to ruin my fun?"

I shot him a look before swiping to answer. "Hello, Mummy?"

Her voice was warm, but straight to the point. "Sophie, I just saw the alert. You sent five hundred thousand naira. What’s going on? Where did you get that kind of money?"

I swallowed, trying to keep my voice steady. "Mummy, don’t worry. I promise I’ll explain everything tomorrow morning. Just know that I’m fine."

Her mother hesitated. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, Mummy. I’ll call you first thing tomorrow."

A long pause. Then a sigh. "Alright. Sleep well, my daughter."

"You too, Mummy."

As soon as I ended the call, Tobi’s arms were around me again, pulling me back into the warmth of his body. His lips brushed my ear. "Lying to your mom now, princess?"

I turned to glare at him, but the amusement in his eyes made my breath hitch. "I didn’t lie. I just… postponed the truth."

Tobi grinned, flipping me onto my back in one swift move, pinning me beneath him. "Mmm… postponed. I like that."

His mouth found mine, teasing, taking, making me forget everything all over again.

Tomorrow could wait.

Chapter 30: Falling Deeper

The night had been long, filled with heat, whispers, and bodies tangled in wild, unrestrained passion. By the time I finally drifted off, I was completely spent—my limbs weak, my heart full.

But when morning came, the first thing I felt wasn’t the warmth of the sheets or the soft glow of the sun peeking through the curtains.

It was him.

His presence.

I stirred slightly, stretching, and when I opened my eyes, Tobi was there—propped on his elbow, watching me.

I blinked, still half-asleep. "You're staring," I mumbled.

Tobi smirked, reaching out to brush his fingers over my cheek. "You're beautiful when you sleep." His voice was deep, lazy, laced with that husky morning warmth that made my stomach flip.

I felt my face heat up as I looked into his eyes—those dark, piercing eyes that held something deeper than lust now. Possession. Affection. Something dangerous.

My heart skipped.

I was falling. Falling hard.

And there was no stopping it.

I let out a small laugh, shaking my head. "You’re always watching me like you’re trying to read my mind."

Tobi dragged his fingers down my arm, sending shivers up my spine. "Maybe I am." He tilted my chin, holding my gaze. "And maybe I already know what you're thinking."

I raised a brow. "Oh really? What am I thinking?"

His lips curled into a knowing smirk. "That you’re loving me more and more."

My breath hitched.

Because it was true.

I tried to play it off, rolling my eyes. "Cocky much?"

Tobi only chuckled, pressing a slow, teasing kiss to my lips. "Tell me I’m wrong."

I opened my mouth, ready to argue, but the words never came.

Because I wasn’t sure I could anymore.

I was his. And deep down, I didn’t mind.

Not even a little.

Chapter 31: The Call

I sat up in bed, stretching lazily, the warmth of last night still lingering in my bones. I reached for my phone, remembering my promise to call my mother.

Tobi lay beside me, one arm draped over my waist, his fingers tracing slow, idle patterns on my skin. He wasn’t asleep—just watching me, his eyes dark and unreadable.

I stole a glance at him before dialing the number. As the phone rang, he smirked, his hand sliding a little lower, teasing. I swatted at him, biting back a laugh as I whispered, “Behave.”

Tobi just chuckled, but he didn’t stop.

Then my mother’s voice came through.

"Sophie, finally! I was waiting for your call. Now tell me, where did you get that kind of money?"

I swallowed. I knew this conversation was coming.

"Mummy, someone helped me," I said carefully.

A pause. Then, "Who?"

I glanced at Tobi, who was watching me with amusement, as if he could already guess what was happening.

"His name is Tobi," I said finally.

Another pause. "Tobi? Who is he? Where did you meet him?"

I took a deep breath. "He's… someone special to me. He didn’t want me to worry about my fees, so he helped."

My mother exhaled sharply. "Sophie, are you sure about this? No man just gives out that kind of money for nothing."

My chest tightened. "Mummy, he’s not like that. He genuinely cares about me."

Silence. Then, “How well do you know him?”

I hesitated. Tobi's eyes met mine, steady and unwavering.

"Enough to trust him," I said softly.

My mother sighed. "Hmm… Let me talk to him."

I panicked. I wasn’t ready for that yet.

"Ah—he’s not here, Mummy. He left early this morning."

Tobi arched a brow, his smirk widening.

"Okay," my mother finally said. "But your accommodation? Where will you stay?"

I hesitated. "I'm still deciding."

My mother sighed again. "Just be careful, my daughter."

"I will, Mummy."

After a few more reassurances, I ended the call, exhaling deeply.

Tobi chuckled. "So, I ‘left early this morning’?"

I threw a pillow at him. "Shut up."

He caught it effortlessly, pulling me back into his arms. "You’re mine, Sophie. You don’t have to hide me."

I swallowed as he tilted my chin up.

And just like that, I was melting into him all over again.