Chapter 93: Chapter 93

Chapter 93

~Would Kate succumb to him?~

Kate was yet to understand the force behind her coming to Tony’s house- Tony had phoned her and sent her a message about a crucial matter he needed to disclose to her, and after countless restless thought, she decided to pay him a visit after their last session at love clinic on a cool evening. Eva had wanted to join her but she turned her down and when she wouldn’t give up on her demand, Kate played a trick on her and disappeared without her knowledge.

A lot had changed in Tony’s house; Kate observed as she stood at the door, combing around with her stares, her eyes rolling from one nude picture of models on the wall to another. The paintings and silhouette artistry of naked women left her with no conviction that Tony was the mastermind behind her leaked nude videos. At once, upon beholding those pictures, she pitied and regretted coming to his house and as she turned to leave, a voice startled her.

“And where are you off to?”

That was Tony’s voice; he had a flute which was half-filed with a cocktail, as he walked out of the corridor to the wine bar to refill his flute.

“You are not looking bad after all this while,” he said, his needy smiling face shooting at her.

Kate’s face held fire, with watchful eyes full of suspicion as she monitored every of his moves; suddenly the bad boy she could die for had become the devil’s son not to be trusted.

“Do I say welcome to my house? You are not a stranger to this house, angel’s poop.” He shook his head, “On a second thought I would rather oblige you to have a seat,” he mumbled, walking one step at a time to her corner and took the seat very close to her.

“I am OK, where I am.” In her voice was fear and torment that invoked anxiety of its rare kind; really anxious to know why he invited her over to his house and what would become of her decision not to compromise falling for his sexual charms and enchantment. Never to wake next to his nakedness at dawn; never to wash together in the shower and then feed his hungry eyes with her nudity all day and endless sex in almost all the nooks and crannies of his house; to swallow contraceptive pills so as to stay off the box of becoming his baby mama. Something was about to take place; she shouldn’t have come; she thought as she stared at her enemy with disgust and contempt.

“What would you like to have?” he asked, sipping at his cocktail, smacking his lips and stroking his hair.

“Why did you invite me?” she rather asked, folding her arms and shooting a quarrelsome gaze at him.

“Come on we are not kids. If you must listen to what I have to say you must settle down, because you are in my house and not at a war zone.” Her eyes were feasting on the cricket ball- like breast that stood on her chest; they were not busty yet her dress could barely keep them out of sight,

Kate caught his sight and peered from her bust down to her toes; she suspected he was feeding his eyes with something on her body. When she noticed her dress was a micro Turkey gown which sold her pale beefy thighs to her beholder, she decided to be pulling it downwards at interval until she would be out of his house ; she need no one to tell her he was lusting after her now.

And indeed he was. His gaze had shifted from her breasts to her beefy thighs and he could recall the last time he sucked on them was a memory to reckon with and each touch he stroked on them tickled her so well that she parted them effortless for further actions from him- it was about that time he wanted more seductive actions to take place now. The fact was that he had nothing special to tell her. He had invited her to seduce and charm her into his arms once again. The Mexican blonde he usually sold the leaked video to had recommended Kate and demanded more of her leaks. The other women of easy virtue he wanted to use in place of Kate were absolutely rejected; this was his reason for inviting her. But would she succumb?

“Tell me you haven’t missed me and I will know you are an avid liar,” he said, gulped his cocktail and dropped the flute on the table and advanced to Kate like a tiger.

Kate pulled backward and stopped when she got to the edge of the wall. Her heart raced. The micro gown had pulled up her waist and she dragged it downwards once she noticed it.

“Come on, I am harmless. Why are you so scared of me now? It is me, Tony.” He said advancing to her with wide spread arms, “Have you forgotten me so soon? Have you let the passage of time and the dominance of quarrel elude you of our wonderful moments together.” His hand was on his hairy chest now and he stroked it sensually in ways that she would do if she were the one; he knew she loved his hairy chest and it was one of his unavoidable charm. “Can you recall the endless sex at night how I pinned you on that sofa and made enchanting love to you?”

At that, Kate shut her eyes, stroked and shook her head; she was hypnotized now; Tony was responsible.

He continued, “And how you promised to be glued to my dick forever. Have you forgotten how you struggled for breath after rounds upon rounds of hot love making and whispered into my ears that bad boys tasted best? Now you have lost my taste, my sugar-honey, rose-pearl taste that left your knees shivering while under my stubborn libido. Hmmm I won’t forget the yoghurt taste of your pussy, and how I wet it with my lips as I would do your ears…”

“Stop! Stop! Stop this moment!” she protested, eyes shut arms stroking her hair confusedly. And when she opened her eyes, behold Tony was face-close to her, at kiss length, blowing his hot breath into her face and devouring herself with his fragrance of aqua rose water,. She had always fancied him whenever he smelled of aqua rose water and severally she had advised him to spray such fragrance whenever he wanted to have her in her bed.

Kate shut her eyes again, breathing gently and being drowned into his fragrance and warmth from his tattooed body. Her legs were already trembling and parting. The vagina lips between her legs were already cooperating and getting wet for a bad boy she promised never to set her eyes on again. She was locked between the thought of pushing him away; taking to her heels and getting pinned on the wall for his penis to thrust into her vagina once again since she had missed some after all this while,. Gradually she parted her legs for his stubborn libido to have enough room to penetrate her vagina.

“What makes you feel you can avoid me huh?” he whispered into her ears and wet it with his tongue before undoing his belt and zipper…

Would Kate succumb to him?