The best of it...

Chris

As I unpacked my bags, ready for the new session, I smiled. Folding my ironed blue shirt into the wooden wardrobe, whistling as the chore was almost over. I had arrived earlier as usual but this session started with a whole new feeling. I was happy that I was away from home and now in school. I never thought I could love school this much.

Well at this point, I didn't actually love school, for its work and ridiculously early classes or noisy course mates and annoying freshmen that asked stupid questions. I loved school because I was going to spend the last year in school with my best friend. More satisfyingly, she was more than my best friend now. I skipped in joy at the thought of her in my arms once again.

The three weeks break was highly unbearable, she was so close in my mind but so far from my touch. I missed her dearly, my thoughts were filled by her smiles, and the scent of her skin. They hovered around my senses and hunted me.

We had been talking fine, chatting on Facebook and whatsapp almost everyday for the first two weeks but getting in touch this past week was a herculean task, she wouldn't reply my messages or answer my calls, at a point her lines were totally off. Even the one time she picked up my call, there was something different about her voice, it was thick with tears, I felt it. She had just said.

"I will call you back"

But she never did, I was struck with worried, maybe that's one of the reasons I had to resume earlier, awaiting her return.

I lifted my box and landed it on top of the wardrobe, my shoes in the right rank and everything arranged, I was famished and tired. The cleaning and arranging wasn't really my thing, but as a guy that loves his cleanliness I had no choice than to do it my self.

I slumped on my bed, tired and exhausted, a loud yawn escaped from my lips. I looked around my almost empty room, the knowledge that there was no food in the room made me yawn even louder. Angel.

Her hair, especially her smile shoved right through my eyes, and I smiled. It was as if she was looking at me, laughing and calling me names as she jumped around, such joy. Her eyes were very bright that it shamed the sun, her smile beamed. I was going to make her completely mine when I see her again. That smile, that body, that Angel will only be mine.

Am going to make her my girlfriend.

My mind involuntarily drifted at the wonderful, unforgettable weekend we had shared in my family house before we parted ways. They were the most precious times that I  won't forget in a hurry. We had been every where, I wanted to show her off to the whole world, though my wish was restricted, but I swore I would make it worth while. And am confident that I did. A proud smile filling up my hunger.

On Sunday we had been to the movie theater. She looked so cute in her short flare skirt that reached to her flat tummy, with a cute flowery crop top that reveal nothing, I was disappointed tho but I couldn't hold that look for long.

"you look beautiful" I had said. Her eyes widened and narrowed almost immediately revealing something like sadness in them. It was an instant shock in her face, followed by a remorseful face, as if she hadn't heard those words before. Didn't she like compliments? I had wondered. She had always had that face whenever I told her how breathtaking she looked even at her worse, even with her yawning, stretching body and warn out eyes after a good night sleep. I always told her she was beautiful cause indeed she was.

She only  smiled at me, tapped me out of my stare and we were on our way.

At the movie theater, we hardly concentrated on the movies as we shove popcorn, the typical movie snack into our faces and laughed out loud, even though we were watching a romantic movie. Thankfully we were at the last roll in the theater and the couple beside us had relocated after killing us with their evil glares. That only made us laugh even more.

In one of the kissing scenes just  when the movie was about to end, Angel had held my hand and stroked it gently, this act of hers did something to my whole being. I cupped up her face, facing me. I looked into her eyes, they had that expectant look they always had. You can tell what she was feeling just like looking into her eyes, that was how simple and open my best friend was.

I lean in and kissed her gently on the lips, her hands moved up to my neck, as she drew me even closer to her. The kiss grew into a passionate one, displaying how we both needed each other.

We were lost in our selves, until a funny looking man tapped me on my shoulder. They we realized that the movie was over and the theater was half empty. Eyes still rolled at us as we smiled at each other, almost letting out our laughs as we saw our unfinished bucket of popcorn on the floor. We must have gotten rid of the damn obstruction.

Stolen kisses continued as we alighted from the taxi. The old man kept hissing at us. I wonder why tho. It wasn't my fault he was lonely. We had continued giggling at nothing in particular as we approached my room. She had insisted she stayed with me that night. She said the guest room was scary. I just knew it was an excuse. I remember my smirk then.

We entered the room, it desperately  in need of some light as the room oozed darkness, Angel had shut the door behind her. My eyes blinked for a while, my pupils adjusting to the light to darkness switch. I stretched my hands in front and I couldn't get a hold of her.

"Let me put on the lights, Angel" it was a statement with a pinch of a question tag seasoning it. I knew she was up to something as I had a small giggle at my back as her tiny hands grabbed me from behind.

She was bare. I would feel her hard nipples through my light vintage shirt I had on. I wanted them to disappear that moment so I could have directed contact with the tempting tools. I lacked words as I tried to asked another stupid question. My inner man had shut me up almost immediately. I heard her giggle the more behind me.

I had reached for her, grabbed her by her tiny waist. And made her come right in front of me. She giggled more, I knew she was lost of words too, she never knew how to cover up her shyness whenever she was around me. Her presence too made me anxious, but I covered mine well.

I traced my fingers through her skin, it was soft, I could feel the tiny hairs that stood as my fingers approached them like a standing ovation. I felt goose pimples too, I traced my fingers up through her arms, up to her neck, her pulse pumped meeting my fingers, I could feel her heart beat now, it was quicker, I could swear tell she was closing her eyes at that moment. I finally arrived at her face, my thumb tracing the lining of her lower throbbing lips.

I felt a smile on my face, I was taking mental details of very inch of her body. I was feeling my self get harder, my breath quickened too in rhythm with hers. I leaned and kissed her lips tender, then possessively, closer her skin sank into mine. For a minute there I hated my clothes. I felt her hands reach under my shirt, her soft hands on my bare skin and I smirked.

"let me make it easy, My angel" I  pulled the shirt recklessly from my perfectly hard body, the workout had paid off after all. Angel ran her fingers through my abs, I knew she was counting  them, she has always teased me that I had no abs.

There they are baby girl.

She reached for my neck and pulled me in for another kiss section, I was tensed now, her lips parted letting me and honorable member, my tongue do some greeting and touring round her sumptuous mouth. My hands had graced her body, down to her lower back and then her soft butt cheeks that always wriggled while she walked around the class met my hard hands.

I had withdrew immediately only to be corrected by Angel gently carrying my hands back to where they had ran away from. With her full permission , I squeezed them and oh were they soft. They went right through my fingers.

Till taking in to the softness of her butt cheeks, I felt a foreign feeling on my hard junior. A gentle squeeze followed and I gasped in her mouth.

My senses took the better part of me as I hurriedly got rid of another obstacle which were my black Jean and banana boxer, as junior sprung out of its cage, fully displaying its honorable cap and greeting veins. Her hands graced it with respect. I felt it throb at her touch. She was teasing me badly.

I carried her almost immediately and we landed on my bed, the bed was actually a virgin, but it's time had come. I positioned my self right between her parted legs. My hands cupping her full breast and letting my lips caress each aroused nipple and then concentrating on the left one.

Soft moans left her lips, which were a go ahead order for me. I sucked, licked and gently bit on it while my hands worked the other. I felt her legs shake in pleasure. My lips left her nipples and walked gently down to my navel, planting tiny kisses as I go, I wanted to go on, and I felt her hands on my head.

"C_Chris"

Was she stopping me. Oh not now. Not gonna happen.

Ignoring the restriction my lips walked own to her bosom, they were dripping and inviting all at once. I planted a gently kiss on the lips of her honey pot, I felt her back arch at the pleasure. And I went on, planting kisses, greeting the clit with my tongue. She shook at the pleasure at my mouth did the work, kissing, sucking and dipping into her honey pot.

I heard her trying to making out a word amidst her moans. I moved up her body to hear her properly.

"Chris, I want you"

My thoughts were highly interrupted by the loud noise in his stomach. I looked down at myself and noticed I was hard on.

"Was I day dreaming, Oh Angel, see what you made me do"

Damn.

I had to find food first.

A/N:  wrote this chapter were listening to Senorita. You don't wanna know how am feeling now 😉😉😉❤️❤️❤️

So what do you think about the romance going on.?

Do you think Angel would accept to date Chris?

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