Everybody’s Man – Chapter 1: Free, Web novel, Trauma, Brostitute, Romance, Nigerian, Fabling, Pam, Nigerian Stories
Her cross pendant dug into the centre of her breasts, pulling his eyes into them, begging him to pull her blouse lower to behold the magnificent lumps they were partially hiding. To cup them in his hands and roll his tongue around them. He had to have sex with her.
She was sitting across the bar counter, bent forward to give him a clear view, she knew he was admiring her.
“She wants you.” the voice in his head said, and he knew it was right.
He winked at her and she smiled.
“That’s your cue.” The voice said.
He walked to her side and whispered in her ear “ever had sex with a stranger behind a bar?”
She gasped, appalled. Glared at him, then smirked.
Femi was handsome. He was tall, he was irresistible, and he knew it. If any other man had said that to her, she probably would have poured her drink on his starched shirt, stormed off and then written a lengthy angry post on Facebook. But this was him, this was Femi, Everybody’s man.
She placed her hand in his and followed him outside the bar to the back. The second they were out of view, he pushed her against the wall and ravished her lips, his right hand pushed her blouse down and dug into her bra, cupping the breast, rubbing the tip with his thumb.
She gasped into his mouth, her breath was icy.
His other hand went to work on her second breast, She pushed her head back to catch her breath, he used the break to put her right breast in his mouth. Her moans got louder, it was his cue to send his hand up her skirt and into her pants, she began to scream, he was ravaging her, he was blowing her mind.
Adaora would be disappointed in him if she saw him now. She was always disappointed in him. She never scolded him, but her face always had a lot
to say to him when he knocked on her door drunk.
He was drunk, he could feel nothing, he was having sex with a stranger, he was aroused but it was not because of how sexy she was, or how tight she was, he was aroused by the effect he had on her. Her moans soothed the pain in his chest, it clogged his brain, nothing mattered, not his past, and not his future. All that mattered was now, and how now made him feel alive, her pleasure was his drug.
After a consistent thrusting and moaning, they both climaxed.
Satiated, they breathed heavily against each other, and he kissed her one last time before pulling away to fix his clothes.
“Do you want my number?” She asked.
He looked at her and smiled without breaking a beat. It was not an excited smile, it was a sad smile, there was no point in sleeping with her again.
She understood, got dressed and left him.
As he watched her leave, he thought of returning to the bar, but there was no point in doing that either. He had a bottle of Jack Daniels in his car, and he was ready to head home.
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