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Jason was a lot of things right now.

He was angry, he was sad, he was horny and at the same time disappointed at both himself and her. He looked down at the minx pressed against his body and he felt like throttling her and at the same time kissing those pouty lips.

Are you stupid?" Jason asked again.

Liz stared up at him stupefied. She was okay with him not wanting her body but now he wasn't going to keep insulting her.

"Let go of me" she tried hard ton wiggle out of his hold but he wasn't going to let her go, not now. Not after the stunt she just pulled. He could still hear his chest thudding in fear thinking she was really going to leave him for another man, his body still tingled from the anger of her daring to wear that for another man and lie to him about it being groceries.

One million and one things he could do to her, were swarming in his head alongside heated images.

It was like his body was on high alert, he could feel his blood flowing down pooling arousal in his loins.

The more she wiggled in his arms the more his body pulsed like live wire under her touch.

"Shut up," he warned. "And stop moving."

Liz didn't want to cry in front of him but he wasn't ready to let her go and she knew this. What she didn't understand was why he had the rights to be angry after calling her stupid. His mismatched eyes were glinting with a kind of fury, his stare scared and excited her at the same time making her feel hot.

She waited for him to say something and he didn't say anything, he just put a little room in between them so that their body was no longer deliciously connected to each other and his hold on her waist loosened.

Immediately he did that she missed it his touch, so she did the only thing she could, she raised up her hands to his chest and pushed him even further.

Liz turned and moved to walk away from him for the second time. One moment Liz was trying to decipher what his problem was the next he tugged her again crashing her body into his and a frightened yelp left her lips.

When she gathered herself again she found out that she was trapped between his legs, before she could say anything or do something like slap the taste out of his mouth. Jason finally responded to her.

"Are you stupid Liz? Or just plain blind? How can't you see that you turn me on without even meaning to. You just have to look at me with those cat eyes of yours and I'm gone. Or something as simple as your laugh or whenever you lick those luscious lips of yours? Every single thing about you excite me, it intrigues me. Sometimes you just have to call me 'baby' in that accented voice of yours and I'm gone. Your mind and brilliance turns me and don't get me started on your body" As he spoke he pulled her closer to him such that she was pressed fully to him like a second skin then used his legs to trap her in. Jason wanted her to feel rather than speak.

Liz eyes widened in shock and a tiny gasp spilt from her lips when she felt it. The glint in his eyes excited her. This was the domineering hard part of him and it scared her yet still sent sweet tingles from the crown of her head to the sole of her feet.

He didn't have to say anymore he it let her feel him. Let her feel what this was doing to him.

Jason slipped his hand through the open space of the dress and his big hands rested on her bare waist.

"You want to go out looking like that uhn. You want people to stare at things that are already mine and begin to have fantasies like its their right?" His mismatched eyes felt like it could burn it's way into her brain now.

Liz lifted up her chin in defiance. Screw failure, operation 'make my husband sexually attracted to me again' was going so well.

Her throat was suddenly too dry for speech, all boldness was flew out through the windows.  This closeness was doing things to her senses and it was doing things to Jason too, the evidence was right there and she could feel it.

She stood on her tiptoe making sure that she was looking into those blue_greyed orbs directly and carried out the next improvised plan.

Step 11; Let it Fall.

She loosened the knot of tiny rope tied across her mid back holding the dress together and let it fall to her waist and finally pushed the rest down her hips.

Jason looked down looking his fill of her porcelain body. Each curve and turn bare to him in such a way that made his palm itch to take a road trip on her skin.

His resolve of not touching her till he could tell her about what happened between him and Tiara was going slowly down the proverbial drain.

God have mercy on me. He let out a silent prayer, he knew if he ended up touching her, it has been too long and he wasn't going to stop.

So instead he asked "what do you want Liz?"

"You," she answered simply.

"I don't want to hurt you." He returned.

"Not touching me is hurting me," she retorted and folded her hands over his neck and tiptoeing to be able to see his face clearly.

"Elizabeth I___" Jason began but was cut off with a tiny soft feather kiss on his lips. After the kiss came another on his nose, his face, his cheeks his eyelids and she continued standing on her tiptoes.

Jason's last iron band of control was probably like melted butter now or grilled cheese.

Then she tug his lower lip in between her teeth and bit it. Simultaneously letting her hands go under his shirt to scratch his back especially knowing how much it was a sensitive zone for him.

Nothing could hold him back now. He crashed his head down and swallowed her lips.

His body registered the difference between swallowing this woman; his egusi soup and kissing someone else. And oh how he missed it, how he loved it.

His kisses were hot, and fervent like a man stranded in the sahara for months dying of thirst and she was his cold water. He kissed her till they could barely breathe and when they came up from air he let his lips find other parts of her body to continue their ministrations. Then finally returned to her lips as he wished his lips would be imprinted on hers forever.

Jason wrapped his right hand at the base if her head cradling her face to him while his other hand dug softly into the bare skin on her waist.

Liz led him towards the white couch and she let herself feel all the emotions something as simple as his lips on hers brought.

Kisses and touch flew like sparks from glowing embers and they used it to feed their desire more and more.

Between themselves they made quick work of Jason's outfit

Jason tried to change positions so that Liz could be on top but she wasn't having. Liz raised both legs to lock him in making sure that his waist was caught between her legs and he was pressed to her as close as possible.

Jason finally dug up his face from places they travelled earlier on her skin looking for hidden treasure and stared at her. "Ife" he called out his voice a husky whisper that sent more delicious thrills to Liz in her birthday suit. His face filled with gentle apprehension and worry.

Liz knew what he was concerned about but she was prepared to try it again. So to distract him she kissed him again for a while until he broke it.

"Liz what are you doing," he asked and licked his lips trying hard to bing his body under control.

"I want to try again." She said gently and Jason flew up with such haste towards the other end of the room stark naked

"No Liz. We are not doing that, I can't bare to hurt you that way again, No!" He said firmly.

"Yes we are. I know you don't want to hurt me, but I can't keep living in fear forever. You're the one who always says I should stop letting the thief take more from me. I want to try with you because this is you my mismatched eyes. You'll never hurt me, and I'll rather try with you my safe place than live in fear." Liz finished and got up moving towards him. Jason could fill his eyes water at her speech, he was so proud of this girl. Alongside he felt so guilty, if only she only she knew what he did.

"When I get scared I'll look at you and I'll see you. I'll stare into your mismatched eyes because God knows why those eyes make me get lost. I'll study every turn in your face and every sweet emotion the same ones I see when the roles are reversed only from a different angle. Because whether down or up you're still my Zaddy" she finished with a naughty smile and he couldn't help but chuckle now.

Liz moved towards him and stretched forth her hands in front of her. It was the same way he had done for her the first night they tried with him laying on top of her. Jason sat on the floor and stretched his hands out to her and now it was reversed.

If she wasn't scared of putting her hands in his, he shouldn't be too. Jason understood what the gesture meant and he felt his heart ache and a lone tear slip out of his eyes.

He loved this woman, with his heart and his soul.

Liz stood there naked hands outstretched until he finally put his hand in hers and tugged her close again.

To Liz everything from here was gasoline on fire, every kiss, touch bite was drowning them in desires fire.

Once when Jason could feel her hesitation and fear he stopped but just as Liz promised she was staring at his face, she was looking into his eyes and he felt his eyes water again with how much strength and trust she was displaying with him. It humbled him, it really did.

She let herself feel, she let herself drown in him and most especially she let herself get swallowed because she was his Egusi soup after all.

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When the both of them returned back to planet earth from the earth shattering place desire took them, Liz burst into tears.

Her heart felt so full she felt it will burst out her chest and Jason rolled off trying not to crush her with his weight. He lay beside her and she soaked his chest with tears. He didn't ask her why she was crying he just let her be gently stroking her hair which was all over the place and messy.

After what felt like an eternity later she raised her head to stare up at him.

Liz lips stretched into a smile, "I'm super sleepy right now and no, I'm not going another round with you." She added the last part because she knew this man like the back of her hands.

Jason didn't say anything he just grinned in response. The grin promising to do exactly what her mind was thinking.

"Let's to to bed," immediately she finished speaking Jason scooped her up letting the blanket that was usually on the couch fall to the floor.

"To sleep," she added when she noticed his eagerness and he threw his head back and laughed while carrying her up the stairs.

"Of course my love, I'm going to sleep with you," he raised his brows in a funny manner that made his fae look silly but cute.

She hit him lightly on the arm, "not that kind of sleep Zaddy."

He climbed the last stair when Jason whispered gently with a naughty smirk, "Your body looks better on me by the way."

Jason stood rooted to the spot mouth opened in shock and Liz burst into laughter.

"You say you want to sleep and then you go and say something like that. You this joker, wait till we spell Jason today that's when you can sleep" Jason finally responded and threw her on the bed so that she bounced  and giggled.

"No Jason, No" She let out weak protests.

"Yes Elizabeth, Yes. Don't be scared Jason is just 5 rounds and we have one out of the way so four more to go."

It was Liz's turn to let her mouth gape open in shock especially since she saw the serious look in his eyes.

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Liz stared at the man in beside her and stroked his face gently. About two hours later after spelling 'Jason'.

One thing was sure now, she was in love with him madly, deeply and truly. "I love you, so so much" she whispered gently and let her eyes finally droop in exhaustion and sweet sleep.

Immediately after Jason heard the even beat of her chest and was sure she was asleep he opened his eyes. He had woken up while she stroked him but he couldn't bring himself to reply and it was eating at him slowly.

Guilt is a cankerworm it sits and festers until all you have left is a bunch of 'what if's and I wish I never did it'

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Okay okay this as smutty as I can go abeg😂. Sorry this is a pG14 novel 😂😂😂 but on a real note to burst your bubbles again I'll never write smut for tons of reasons but I'll share them in a Q&A soon. So come to my inbox and drop questions you've been meaning to ask me about my character or personality, I'm cool abeg*yea I'm bragging*😂😂😂

Also on a serious note, I started this book to heal some parts of myself. I'm not going to go into detail to my trauma but yea seeing Liz grow, heal and most likely fall again has been a real journey for me.

Happy birthday again @dharmiee your support has been real girl, enjoy.

Love,
Orex.