Chapter 60: Chapter 60

CHAPTER 60

CHRISTIAN

Christian couldn’t believe his eyes, when he got to the stairs.

Earlier Bianca, his sister, had come to his room, informing him of Sara’s arrival.

He had just been scrolling through his phone, thinking of texting or calling her and then Bianca had barged into his room unexpectedly, and told him that.

At first he had not believed her, claiming she was playing a prank on him, because it was already late.

It was almost 9pm or some minutes past it rather, and his sister had the guts to toy with his feelings that night.

He had ignored her, but then she had just chuckled loudly, widened the door of his room and told him to listen to the noises coming from downstairs.

He had obeyed, and even though he couldn’t make out the voices he was hearing, he definitely knew that something was up.

Putting on a shirt, he had followed Bianca down to the living room, and had net the shock of his life.

Sara was really at his home, and she was talking to his mom all smiles, laughing with no care in the world.

“Sara! What a surprise, the hell are you doing here?” He asked loudly, his voice startling the two women talking.

“Oh Christian…” She called out trailing of and he raised his eyebrows at her questionably.

She hadn’t informed him off her arrival, and they had made no plans to see not to talk of the fact that she had come late at night.

If she had meant to surprise him, well then he was really flattered, but coming this late was not something that sat well with him.

“Are you not happy to see me?” She asked still standing, and smirking Christian just walked down the stairs and as soon as he got to where she was standing with his mom, he took her hands quickly and started dragging her upstairs.

“Son, where are you taking her to? We were just talking…” His mom started to say, but he cut her off as he replied not even looking at her, his focus on the stairs, “Mom, I don’t care if you were talking to my girl. She actually came to see me and it’s late already, I’m tired.”

That said, he kept dragging Sara up to his room, amidst the murmurs from his mom and sister who was just laughing.

“Christian, you’re hurting me.” Sara said and finally be released his grip on her, as they stood outside his bedroom door.

He didn’t say anything, as he opened the door, walked in and waited for her to walk in too.

Immediately she was in the confines of his room, Christian closed the door and turned to face her his arms folded.

She had her back faced to him, as she was looking round his very scattered room as if this was her first time here.

Chuckling, he walked closer until her was just inches away from her, and leaning closer whispering in her ears, he said, “Why did you come this late Sara?”

At first she said nothing, and the room became quiet for some time.

“Answer me Sara, I’m happy that you came, and at the same time I’m not. Why would you come this late?” He asked again, this time touching her hair slowly from behind and caressing it softly.

He was getting a response from her as she shivered, shaking her head and to make matters worse and to illicit the response he wanted form her, he placed a soft kiss on her neck and said again, “Talk to me Sara.”

“I missed you. I wanted to be in your arms that’s why I sneaked from the shelter to come meet you. I…I…” She stammered shyly and Christian just smiled behind her.

It amazes him how shy she still was around him.

For someone whom he had seen every inch of her, naked, clothes and otherwise, he still couldn’t explain but he shyness, her reluctancy at times was a big turn on for him.

“You did?” He asked still standing behind her, this time trailing his fingers down her shoulders and she nodded shakily.

“I see…” He said, his arms still trailing down her arms and quickly, in a swift motion he placed his left hand around her belly and drew her closer to him.

Her breathing hitched.

“What, what are you… you… trying to do?” She asked him stammering, but making no effort to be freed from him, and Christian just chuckled huskily.

“You’re so shy, so appealing, so innocent. My innocent little thing… I know how much you so know what I’m trying to do…” Christian said breathily and placed his lips on her neck placing a soft kiss on her back.

He could her her audible shivers, and he lifted his left hand that was wrapped around her waist, and this time he placed it up beneath her chest, so close to her breasts.

The action causing her breathing to hitch again.

“Have you eaten?” He asked her softly.

He could hear her soft breathing, the rise and fall of soft slurs, and damn was he getting so hard.

“Yes, I… I have.” She replied him, and quickly, taking her unawares he removed his hands from her body, releasing her from his embrace.

She still had her back to him, and Christian looked at her intently this time, taking in her clothing.

Back faced to him, those lump curves of hers hidden beneath those trousers of hers, Christian knew there was no way he would just cuddle her tonight.

Fuck it, he was going to fuck her!

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SARA

The sudden loss of Christian’s arms around her, was enough to give her goosebumps, and she rubbed her arms gently shivering.

The room was not cold, but she was feeling cold.

She could feel his eyes burning a deep hole down her back, and yet she couldn’t bring herself to face him.

She was shy.

Weirdly so, and even though she wanted to feel his body wrapped around her, now she was thinking otherwise.

She didn’t know why he had suddenly removed his hands from her, after he had asked if she had eaten, in that deep voice of his.

She heard some noise behind her, as if he was doing something and she was tempted to turn around and look at him, but she didn’t.

“You’ve eaten right?” She heard him ask again, this time his voice sounding loud as if he was closer her.

“Yes I have.”

“Meaning you wouldn’t want to eat me right?” He asked, and that was when she knew where he was getting at.

He was indulging her, engaging her… Damn him!

Her breathing hitched and was taken away from her, as he placed his hands on her waist and this time he turned her around.

He was stark naked from waist up, having removed his shirt earlier and Sara opened her mouth but quickly closed it.

He was standing half naked, his full muscled arms in full display, glistening and Sara swallowed saliva nervously.

“Surprised huh?” He asked, and she didn’t even say anything to him, her body and everywhere becoming hot already.

He brought his hands up to her face, his two palms palming her face, and he gently traced her lips with his fingers, causing her to shiver.

Now they were standing face to face, not face to face though because he towered a bit over her, but they were so close and Sara knew that he was going to kiss her.

She closed her eyes, as she waited for him to do so, but he didn’t.

She didn’t know how many seconds, or minutes passed but she did not feel his lips on hers, and embarrassed a blush quickly spreading on her face, she opened her face she opened her face.

“I love you Sara, you know that don’t you?” He asked her voice hoarse, sounding shy she answered slowly, “Yes I know.”

She bit her lips, his hands still on her face and she saw his face darken, his breathing loud and she knew that that action had aroused him greatly.

“Fuck! Sara I’m not going to be gentle with you tonight.” He said and she clenched her thighs slowly, and she didn’t even know where the courage to reply him came from, but she heard herself saying, “Don’t be.”

“Fuck! Fuck!” She heard him exclaim twice, and as if she weighed nothing he took her in his arms and walked to his bed, whispering incomprehensible words as they kissed.

He dumped her softly in the bed, and as she began to undress, he said, “Sara, Sara…”

“Yes.” She answered and unbuckling his belt, he said hoarsely, “You’ll be the death of me, you just you!...”

Damn….