Imade took off her wrapper and placed it on a clean piece of rock. For some reasons, she respected him so much. Love sometimes is respect. You feel responsible for the other person that you care less about yourself. 

They watched the distant, harsh mountains which were composed of fine granite, covered with thorny shrubs and acacia trees. The mountains thrusted spires of baked rock into the heavens so high that it looked as if the very sky was pierced. As if Angels from heaven were preparing dinner and the mountains leads to their heavenly kitchen.

 
"Woow! This looks incredible!" Dele touched the water. It was as clean and transparent as a crystal. One could actually drink it. "It's spring, right?" Dele asked, sitting next to Imade on the flat piece of rock which stood at an open space.

"Yes." Imade admitted. "So, finally, here we are!" she smiled and stretched her hands up in the air.

He chuckled at her and she ended up giggling as well. She looked so admirable doing that. Dele couldn't help but to stare at her gorgeousness, but a bird's chirping called his attention back to nature.

"Yes... here we are." Dele agreed while he observed the place. One could perfectly take a view and rest on the rock where they were seated. Beneath the water were varieties of beautifully coloured fishes. Well, not poisonous.

Dele exhealed slowly as he was feeling the fresh of nature and it's beauty. The sky looked as if it hailed the sun goodbye. The moon like a new king appeared into the dark sky; decending to the west.

They watched the river, flowing to the wind's rhythm and pressure forced against it. The spring like waterfall, pouring in showers, gracefully.

Bamidele stared at the young ascending moon, joining in the ectasy of nature's beauty. He took out his phone and took amazing pictures of the site. It looked breathtaking.
Soon, Bamidele didn't know when he started taking pictures of Imade. She guessed he was lost in both beauties but it wasn't bad. Everything about this strange guy made her happy.

After a while, the couple stared at the sunset for a minute. Imade gazed at the rosy clouds and commented, “It looks like I can just walk up there and meet with God. These heavenly mountains... Don't they look like blue mountain arts made with watercolor?”

He laughed. “I love the way you think.”

Imade sigh, stretching her arms above her head and then placing them behind her back on the hard surfaced rock. She gently rested on her elbows, and then, eventually, lie down completely.

Imade folded her hands behind her head and watch the last of the sun’s rays disappear below the horizon. The first stars begin to peek out from the black curtain sweeping above out heads and the light of the full moon. There aren’t any crater or bruises — just a polished sphere of white looking down at her. She glanced at Dele, and realized that he had been looking at her. More specifically, her lips.

“Is something wrong?” Imade asked. “Is my face sweaty?”

“Or something,” he agreed, staring at her with something in his eyes that she hadn’t seen before.

Imade couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. “Is something wrong?” her voice mumbled.

He didn’t reply. Instead, he leaned in closer. She felt his smokey breath on her face.

Hot.

And that moment, she just knew he was going to kiss her. Imade was petrified, so much that she softly nibbled the lower part of her lips.

Dele laid down next to her and propped up by his elbow. His face was only an inch away from hers. She turned to look at him and he pressed forward. He kissed her.

'I had known in my heart all along. He loved me. And now it hit me full force. I love Dele so much, I'm crazily in love with this guy! He just finds a way to turn he on.' A voice cried in Imade's head. 'His kisses, his voice, his touch.'

Dele's hand crept up Imade's spine, pulling her closer. His hand rested on her hip and behind her neck. His lips called for hers, trembling. And she obeyed.

Imade almost couldn’t breathe as his roving hands swept up her hips. She knew that he wanted her to kiss him back. She wanted to talk as well, but  was completely shocked and immobilized.

He pulled away. “Kiss me,” he whispered.

Imade gently pressed her lips to his. Her smaller hand ran through his short low-cut and she felt a tremor go through his body, before he wrapped his arm around her body. He slid his body on top of hers, bracing himself with his elbows so she didn’t get the full brunt of his weight. Dele kissed her harder, almost aggressively. His lips opened to hers as she swiveled her head back and forth, mapping out his mouth on hers. Loving every bit of it, Imade was wrapped up in the kiss. She didn’t want it to stop.

Dele's hands clutched her forearms, preventing him from moving. His arms stopped carrying so much of the weight and he pushed down on top of her slim body. He ran his fingers through her naturally, soft hair.

Imade almost couldn’t breathe, with her shock of how fast he moved and how ready he is. It's no doubt they were ready to copulate. She didn't want them to have it there, so she pushed off of the ground and he slid his body off of hers. In the process, his lips parted from hers and they both panted heavily.

Then she scooted closer. Imade haven’t been this close to anyone before, not even Prince Adeola was this romantic. Dele is just so endowed with all the qualities she wanted in a man and it made her feel safe.

Lost in thoughts, Imade kissed him gently without nothing fancy. She stood up, knowing that they couldn’t stay here forever as it was getting dark. He did the same.
“Come on, let's go.” she murmured softly in a sweety lady voice. "It's getting late.”

And before he could say anything, she took off, sprinting towards her house. They walked together side by side as as the cloud of gas and dust poured upon them like a big, black canopy. It was already dusk. Sounds of young frogs and crickets were heard from the corner of the place. The visit to the spring was a lovable sight indeed.

While going home, some people sat in the dark, watching as they both held hands and gisting. Although, everyone wondered, no one could stop them from having fun. Imade was old enough, she knows what she's doing but everyone felt concerned for her well being.

'Who is this strange guy and why are they so close?' Was the question on everyone's lips but most people didn't talk.

Imade could read the words on their faces. Jealousy, questions that were left unanswered. Well, only her could answer them. She would if she wants to and if she like, she wouldn't. It's her life, her time, her battle. After watching them with eyes full of wonders, she passed away with Dele by her side. Ignoring their worried thoughts and confused eyes as she passed by. Who cares?

Getting home, Dele banged the door closed while Imade was on him in a heartbeat, pinning him against the wall. Already it was far out of bounds of public modesty. Imade could feel Dele's ever so slightly brushing his tongue over her bottom lip, requesting entrance.

Imade denied. Rejected but not disheartened, Dele moved down to Imade's neck. A small moan slipped out from between her lips as he gently nipped just below her earlobe, before he made his devious way down to suck a lovebite on Imade’s sunkissed, golden skin.

His slender fingers were gently caressing the curve of Imade's hip, while the other was softly grasping her jaw. Dele finally had the power to turn his dominating legs to jelly, leaving him undone with just a few kisses and some very strategic touching. Like smoke engulfing her, Imade felt helpless. Her eyes were shut and her head lolling backwards against the wall in a trance of his tongue.

At last, Imade gave in to Dele's wordless requests, and as her sweet lips toyed with his, he was finally granted entrance. Imade struggled to keep his footing as Dele’s tongue softly mapped every inch of her lips.

As they broke apart for air, she took the opportunity to sensibly suggest that it probably wasn’t the best idea to get intimate while the door isn't locked, as much as he wanted to. Dele agreed and slowly locked the door beside him while Imade took off her clothings. She tired a wrapper on her chest and he turned to her with different questions drawn on his face.

"What's it, Imade? Where are you going?"

"To take a shower, hubby. It's been a long day." She answered him with a gentle smile across her pretty face.

"What? Are you going to leave me like this?!" He questioned dumbfounded." I'm already on heat, boo. C'mon." He pulled her to the bed.

"I feel dirty..." she tried to explain.

"We're just coming from the stream and you're feeling dirty? You're not dirty to me Imade. We'll have a shower together after we're through."

She couldn't help but to blush at his words.
'Isn't he so cute?' she asked herself as he unzipped his black trouser.

With hunger in his eyes, Bamidele couldn’t quite place. It was almost predatorial, but he liked it.
“Come here. Gosh, your lips look…. delicious.” he grabbed her by the waist.
Imade obliged without word.
“Gosh, your lips are delicious.” He murmured again, sending sparks and shivers up imade’s spine.

Her skin was soft but her lips were chapped and weathered. As Dele ran his hand across her cheek he felt an irregularity, a scar of some kind. In his opinion it made her more beautiful and unique, like a gorgeous butterfly. She was new, yet felt oddly familiar. Cuddling her fitted perfectly into his arms, her lips seemed moulded to the shape of his and his hands curled around hers so perfectly he felt they had been made for him. He kissed her so tenderly and passionately. It started soft at first and soon, their lips and body synchronized to the feel of hot romance and suspence. Driving sweet kisses down her neck, Imade felt a shot through her from inside out. She'd never felt this list mixed with love anyone ever before.
Taking her balance on the soft, comfy bed, she laid her back on the bed while he slowly pulled the wrapper, exposing her young, slender body.

His lips crawled to her pearl-like nipples, sucking it gently with his mouth. Imade left out a soft groan to his touch.

Close up, she smelt familiar, somehow: wine, roses, honey… she reminded him of his home. She tasted like anything amorous. She tasted like tenderness, warmth and intimacy – he imagined holding her by a bonfire, watching the reflection of the flames dancing across her skin. She tasted like pure, clear water, as though it came straight from a spring. She tasted like passion, like pure, unrestrained passion. Whatever she tasted like, it made Dele want more.

***

After the shower, they took dinner together and were watching a movie on her small, plasma television.

"Auch! I'm feeling so dizzy." Imade started. Then she clutched her head with both hands. "I think I'm sick."

"Oh, sorry dearie. Is it headache?" He turned to her in concern.

"Yes. It's been a while since I last treated malaria." She explained, still in pain.

"And who says you're having malaria?" He questioned, placing his right hand on her forehead to feel her burning temperature.

"Awww! You really need to visit the hospital. Wait!" He jerked as if he suddenly remembered something.

"What's it, honey?" She asked

"Umm... I think I have some drugs that might help." He stands up and goes to his bag. He unzipped it and handed her  three tablets of an unknown drug.

"What's these?" She asked.

"Painkillers." He explained. "You'll have to take two pills every morning, afternoon and evening before sleeping. I took them for myself but don't worry, you can use them."

"Awwwwn.. I'm so lucky to have you. Thanks a lot my love." She smiled as he brought a cup of water for her. She took two tablets in three different pills as directed.
He handed her the tablets and she placed them inside a drawer next to her bed.

They talked about life and politics until sleep covered their tired eyes.

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Writing this romance part took lot of time like seriously! Pheeew! I had to write what I've never felt... Again, I've never written a part when two people gets an intercourses. I'm just scared, lol! All is just in my imaginations but hope I tried?

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Omg! Of late, It's been stressful for me to write or update. I just get lazy... well, I can't wait to complete this novel already. I hope you're loving the story as it goes? Lol!

26.03.2021