That night, Selah couldn't sleep; she kept twisting and turning, not because of heat but discomfort. She wished she hadn't asked to sleep at his place because now, she wanted him to cuddle her.

Sensing her discomfort, Segun turned and faced her.

'What's wrong? You've been turning since you laid on this bed for two hours.'

'Nothing. I just can't sleep, it's a habit,' she smiled.

'So this is how you'll do till you fall asleep?'

'I'll press my phone or play games; hopefully, the sleep will come.'

'Okay,' he replied and turned his back to face the door.

Still, playing the games were not helping either, sleep didn't even try to contact her or help with the situation.
She dropped her phone and heaved a deep sigh of frustration; she wasn't the only one feeling that way, Segun too.

'Segun,' she called quietly and tapped his shoulder; she didn't need to cause he was awake, but quiet and trying to comport.

He groaned and faced her again.

'I can't sleep.'

'Honestly, me neither. I have been awake the whole time.'

'Can you cuddle me please, maybe that way, I'll be able to sleep.'

'Hmmm....okay.' He drew closer to her and crossed his left hand over her stomach, brushing her nipples and sending jolts of tingles all over her body; he didn't even do it on purpose.

Goosebumps appeared all over her hand and her nipples went hard. What's going on? Selah please, don't do this, pretend as if it was an accident. Survive this night and be happy you did, abeg.

Unable to bear the harsh feelings again, she turned and kissed Segun. He opened his eyes wide in awe and stared at her until their lips separated.

'What happened?' he asked her.

'I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to.'

He looked at her and kissed her back, passionately, touching her face and holding her hair. Her nipples became harder, as Segun climbed on top of her, kissing her neck and touching her breast. She locked him down with her legs, as he caressed her nipples with his right hand and fondled on the other with his tongue.

She moaned softly with her eyes closed as he continued to suck her boobs and kiss her stomach at the same time. Selah stop this madness before it's too late, but she wouldn't listen.

He kissed her some more and pulled her pants down, slowly while kissing her laps, close to her inner thighs. Damn the guy was good, the Yoruba demon name fits you. Then, in a single moment, he slid his middle finger into her vagina, causing her to moan harder and widen her legs. Selah stop now o, don't go further.

'Segun,' she called his name softly.

'Yes baby, do you like it?'

She nodded. Gosh it felt so good. Get your head straight and stop this now.

'Segun, please let's stop,' she said and straighten her body on the bed.

'Are you feeling pains?' he asked.

She nodded.

'What?....so soon?' He looked at her.

Tears dropped from her eyes, as she used her hands to cover her face.

Segun stared at her more before sighing, 'Let me guess, you have never had sex before?'

She nodded again.

Segun held his head, then laid beside her.

'Why didn't you tell me?'

She didn't have a reason, brushing his hand on her nipple was enough reason to want it, yet she couldn't do it.

'It felt good at first,' she replied, tears dropping from her eyes, 'I'm sorry.'

He looked at her and pulled her close to him, 'don't be sorry. I didn't know you were still a V. It's okay, stop crying.' He held her tight.

She wiped her face and kissed his hand, letting the tears touch him, then drifted to sleep.

When she woke up the next day, Segun wasn't in the house. She sat upright and checked the time; 8:23am, memories of the previous night hitting her like a hammer to the head. She picked her pant, wrapped it in a nylon she saw on the floor and left the house.

As she walked, she slapped her cheek lightly, cursing the night she made the decision to sleep in his house. So many thoughts ran through her head; the feeling she had when he worked his hands all over her and she bit her lips. She wanted to go back in time but she knew she wouldn't be able to face him again, let alone allow it to happen with anyone. She scratched her head in shame; she didn't even know when she got to the hostel.

Her roommate Trust was back, and arranging her luggage.

'Ah roomy, welcome,' Trust said.

'Roomy... happy new year,' she replied.

'Thank you jhare. When did you come back?'

'Three days ago,' she dropped her bag.

'Ah...na you be school o. Them pursue you for house?'

She smiled and sat down. Trust wasn't her issue, how her night went was.

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