Chapter 44: Chapter 44

“Come on, baby...” His voice is so pathetic that I fell for it “Okay, I won't stay for long” I claim the bed.

I lay facing him, his breath is hitting me straight into the face while my breath is hitting his chest. So I turn to face the outside. Suddenly I feel this pull on my waist. It's Freddy drawing my back so close to his front in a spoon position with his hand gripping my waistline.

Omg, I can feel his dick directly on my ass even though it's under his trousers. The warmth from his breath and body makes me wet and now I have nasty ideas in my mind. I feel like giving him the hardest blow job of his whole life. I close my eyes and I unconsciously rub my hand on my boobs.

I couldn't help but pull her closer to me. I want all of her. I want to be into her all day and night. Fuck! I'm hard already. I press my dick onto her ass to feel the warmth beneath my trousers. I can feel her heart beating.

I can't turn to face him, his hand is heavily positioned on my waist and I want him to fall asleep as soon as possible, I don't think I will be able to retain myself any longer so I remain stationary. I massage my boobs without shaking.

Unexpectedly, I feel his hands scouring my body like a serpent. He finally finds my boobs, he pulls off my hand from them. Then he squeezes my boobs tenderly one after the other and rubs them.

The sensation is so intense that I remember the dress I have on is a very light and transparent gown with no breast ware under and no pants as well so I'm very vulnerable now. My p*ssy is vibrating like hell. Shit! I'm damp and I think I'm going to soak the bed with my juice.

“You are so sexy!” he whispers in a sleepy drowsy tone yet he keeps caresses my boobs and he's good at it.

Then he turns me around to face him, I'm laying flat facing the ceiling, I'm to scared to face him. “I don't want to sleep” he says but he looks exhausted. He sluggishly raise up but he isn't stable and he stinks, alcohol.

“You need to rest,” I try to lay him back in bed but he flinched. “All I want is you, — baby. I want you, — and, only you.” he says.

“Freddy, I haven't signed those papers so don't make something stupid. And whatever we did was a mistake let's not repeat it.” I try to give him some sense.

“I don't care about those fucken paper, — I just want you” before I can release it his mouth is already on my tits. “Aa… ah… Freddy, it's not proper?” I moan so sexually that I can't believe this sound came out of my mouth. Yet I don't nudge him off as I ought to.

“Sexy breast you got, full as I love them. They are tick and very soft” he smirks then he hold them with both hands and squeeze them then join them together and suck both tits.

“You are crazy” I blush, he's been playing with my boobs like a child. Isn't he old for such or is this how all men do?. Haha, it's embarrassing but very exciting.

He takes off my gown without asking for ma permission. Damn, how I'm I to react to this?.

“Freddy, we should do this, you are drunk let's not do this.” I whimper yet I don't resist. I let him do it.

“Fine, I won't do anything stupid, I promise. but, — I want to make you cum. Or, don't you want to play?” he says confidently. But how can I come without a dick in me?.

Yesterday a fucked a lady continually close to an hour yet I felt nothing but now just being by her, touching her breast, body make me cum, helplessly…

She puts no effort yet I'm satisfied just by watching her naked and vulnerable. She’s all mine and I will never let her go again, this sentence keeps pooping my mind.

I move my wet tongue from her boobs to her neck then I end up kissing her soft black lips, I pause for a second “Sheila will you marry” I stare straight into her eyes and she seems to have four eyes.

“Freddy, you can't be serious right now you are drunk” I freak. “Haha, I can't believe this” I end up laughing like what the fuck is going over this fierce man. Why does he suddenly act like puberty is disturbing him?.

“I'm not drunk, —- I mean my words. You must not answer now, —- we have all the time for that,” he says

“Haha, Freddy, I can't recognise you anyway more. I think I will give you more alcohol any time I want anything from you.” I laugh out I could help it. You all need to see his facial expressions. He’s been weird.

“Indeed we will discuss this when you regain yourself” I murmur. “Great!” he kisses me. “Okay, Freddy, I need one million dollars right now,” I ask.

“How should I do the transfer?” he asks? “Wow, are you serious?” my eyes widen in awe. Damn, that's so much money.

“Of course baby, I will give you that and more” he says while taking off his dress, he’s unstable. In the process, he falls on the floor like a heavy piece of wood because he was too shaky and unstable.

“Hahaha…” I laugh out. Wow, this is my craziest day ever. He’s finally laying on the floor only with his trousers and empty chest.

He slowly climbed back on the bed and I have fun watching him so I don't help him. “You are evil,” he says. As soon as he climbs he starts kissing me. I wrap my hands around his neck and we are chest to chest.

“Freddy, you need to rest. I'm here I won't leave” I whisper while positioning him in bed. After a few minutes he falls deep asleep. “Finally!” I thank the heavens because I have a lot to do.

I move out of the bed. I text Natasha that I won't be able to come to school today. She immediately replies with an angry emoji then she texts “I either, the alcohol of yesterday had all my powers.”

“See you tomorrow then” I text.

“Nop, see you soon. Where should we have lunch this afternoon? she texted. No! I hit my face in dismay. “Sorry, I won't be able to make it.” I text back.

“Are you crazy, you must make it.” she text “What else is more important than our reconciliation. Anyway, I respect your decision. It's not like our friendships matter to you.” she adds this emotional blackmailing text.

“Nat, that's not true and you know it. I'm just cut up with some things here” I text, hoping she will understand.

“It's fine, I understand. We chat later than. You will tell me more details about what's going on.” she sends. “Ok!” I text with a happy emoji. I'm talking about the heavens. Oouuff! I'm relieved Natasha is out of my way.

I do some laundry, clean the room, I work for hours because my room was scattered and everything was dirty. I check, Freddy is comfortably sleeping like a baby that it procuress me joy.

I go to the kitchen and I cook something. The kitchen is a community kitchen for a group of students but everyone has their private cupboard to keep private stuff but all the rest are for the community use for a particular number of students.

I wish I knew his favourite dish I would have made it for him. I cook something simple for me, spaghetti with sauce and meat. I love it.

“What smells this nice baby” his huge voice snatches me, grabs my waist as he stood behind me. My heart started pounding. I gather my courage and I face him.

He looks better than earlier yet stinking alcohol and he only has his trousers “Freddy this is a public place”I cry. He's looking so comfortable.

“I don't care,” he says. “You are crazy? Or are you still drunk?” I touch his forehead. “Definitely not,” he says. “I hope so. I'm done, cooking. I just have to carry this to my room.” I say.

“Let me help you!” he offers his help. “Really?” I exclaim. “Why not?” he asked. “Nothing” he carried two dish, I carried the utensils and I followed him into the room.

In the room, he seat on the small desk.

I dish out food, “Just a little he says” he says. I hand him over the food. He looks at it weirdly then he tastes a bit of it.

So this is how you cook your spaghetti?” he wonders. “Yea, as you can see” I furrow my brows. I hate cooking for people because I don't like it when my food is been criticised.

“This isn't a balanced diet” he says. “I don't mind. Where I came from we don't bother about that and we do just fine.” I slur.

“Haha, oh. Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, the The food is delicious. Although if I eat like this daily I will gain so much weight” he explains.

“Luckily for you, you won't have to eat this way daily because today is the first and the last and the time. Please, can you stay quiet if you don't mind, I want to eat” I pout.

Just when u want to dish out some food myself, someone knocks at the door “OMG, who the hell is that?” I cry. “It's fine I will open the door for you.” he offers.

“No, no, no, never” I rush ahead of him “Just go back to your seat I will do it myself.” I say then I move to the door.

A freeze chill moves down my spine as I open the door and I see who it is. I can't believe my eyes.