Chapter 94: Chapter 94

Chapter 94

~No one avoids Tony~

At the time Kate was indecisive. Her eyes remained shut and she was already pinned to the wall by her devourer. She didn’t know the jean and boxers had left Tony’s waist except the moment she felt on her thighs his burning erection which was hotter than every other part of his body, especially his palms on her face.

“What are you doing?” she queried, her eyes flashing at his face as stars, and then returning to his erection which was breathing at her thighs for penetration.

His face surged closer for a kiss. “No one avoids Tony. I am your addiction and you know it. Nights on end you have clamored for my warmth; my closeness; my touch; your heart has skipped severally at the thought of my absence during those lonely nights.” He murmured, rubbing her thighs with his warm penis. She found herself struggling with breath and chained inwardly by a strange force and wondering why her hands were tied to push Tony away and leave his presence. She was more relaxed than ever- in few seconds Tony was going to have her and she would be lost in his heart again. She knew if she was lost in Tony’s heart again there would be no stopping her ; this time around things might go wrong and Mr. Bad Boy might do the craziest of things to her and her survival might be slim.

She could feel his warm breath that came at her face. He was already at lips-length. She wanted to avoid his kiss but like a dog would have a second thought on a piece of spicy bone so did she breathe hard and shut her eyes as those forgotten lips caught hers with new moisture. Her lower lip was trapped between his thick suckers that she wondered if she had ever kissed in her life before. She had always known Tony to be a magical, charming kisser and on countless occasions, mere thought of his talent and tactics of kissing left her clitoris wet and needy.

“Hmmm,” she moaned into his mouth as he ravaged her lips in all angles of rotation, sliding his long tongue into her mouth and licking those kiss-it lips of hers that were already at his mercy. In the heat of the kiss, By chance his fingers found her soft, loosed buttocks and when he squeezed them he noticed she had no lingerie no thong. Without much effort, her left leg was consciously parting for his touch; everything was happening automatically because she was already soaked down there. And when he smooched her thighs, a little further she raised the left leg up against the wall and the next thrust from him, he would be penetrating her wet vagina walls. Just then, about switching his penis into her, a phone buzzed by the corner. She opened her eyes, unhooked her lips from his, pulled down her legs, and saw that it was her call; Eva was calling. The call went dead and came up again and when she wanted to reach to her phone, he held her back.

“Forget the call,” he whispered, forcing his penetration on her, which was impossible because her thighs had pressed together, locking her vagina from any penetration.

“Let go off me,” She protested, breathed uneasily and pushed him away.

Tony found himself in inches away from her, his legs gathering friction and firmness from the jean that was still at his ankle; his erection was still breathing and elongated at his prey. He frowned and glared at Kate with an impressive rage as he beheld Kate pick up the call. He busied himself with a gentle stroke of his penis, aiming to keep it stiff and ready so that by the time she was done answering the call his erection would still be active and waiting.

“Where are you?” Eva asked from the other end.

Kate feigned a deaf ear at that, not wanting to give a reply to that so as to avert Tony’s suspicion.- she knew Tony was disappointed utterly because she had taken time on the call and his erection had weakened. Angry, he gripped his jean and slid it up his waist and lit a cigar to smoke and pacify his wrath.

“Kate,” Eva called yet again form the other end. “You don’t sound safe. Where the hell are you?”

“I am fine and it isn’t necessary right now,” she responded coldly.

“Don’t lie to me, Kate,” Eva said, “After the love clinic I trailed you and I just lost direction of the flat you entered. As we speak I may be closer to the flat you entered and I sense you are not too safe where you are right now. I repeat where are you? To show you I am not lying I am on Peters Avenue.”

Kate raised a brow; she was actually very close to Tony’s house because Peters Avenue happened to be the address to Tony’s house. When she raised a brow Tony caught sight of the unrest on her face and he stood to approach her.

“Drop the call now!” he ordered once he came closer to her.

Kate rolled her eyes at her offender, and Eva overheard the echoes from Tony’s voice.

“Hello is that not a male voice?” she asked. But then Kate had kept quiet, watching Tony squeeze in cocaine into his nostrils, shaking his head and scratching his nose as he sniffed. “Hello Kate are you there? Hello…” Eva asked.

“I said drop the call, bitch!” Tony ordered yet again, shooting his red eyes at his victim, and his brow had folded ruggedly like irregular lines made by the big tyre of truck in sand.

Kate pulled down her hand, leaving the phone on and Eva’s voice kept sounding but unclear. Her heart was beginning to race as she perceived Tony was about hurting her. Initially, she felt like uttering a plea to let her go but now escaping by any means was going o be her breakthrough. She kept to herself studying his moves, as he staggered to her.

“How dare you pick a call in my presence, huh? Have you gone ninny?” he stroked his nose, shut his eyes to think briefly. Pointing at her, he barked, “On your knees now!”

“You wouldn’t hurt me, would you?” said Kate, shivering yet convinced he was about doing a crazier thing than mad sex. She pinned on the wall, her phone line still through and Eva’s voice muttering rustling sound that she barely could hear.

“I said on your knees,” he groaned yet again, undoing his belt and zipper to reveal his flabby, hairy penis…