Chapter 2 Forbidden Five Minutes
Amrah: forbidden five minutes
“I dare you to kiss Amrah” Bruno grinned wickedly as he stared at me.
“Let's make this more interesting guys, Amrah you are to straddle him” Bruno added as if the pit he dug wasn't deep enough.
The room exploded with cheers and whistles.
“Woohoo, why do I feel like this would be her first kiss?” Yvonne said excitedly.
A kiss? I'm supposed to kiss Zayd?
Kill me now!
He is my boyfriend's best friend for God sake, they also shared the same apartment.
I could feel my pulse thundered in her ears. I caught Chris's expression shifted just for a heartbeat, his smile froze before he forced out a laugh and took a long drink from his cup.
His jaw was tight. He is angry, and that scares me.
Before I could formulate an escape, Zayd's hands were on my waist, pulling me across the mat, onto his lap with careful confidence.
I went rigid, every muscle in my body screaming at me to stop this, but pulling away would look suspicious. His sandalwood cologne invaded my nostrils smoothly.
His eyes met mine and softened… softened?
“Can I?” he whispered, his voice coming out soft and… I nodded without thinking.
My eyes fell to his lips and all I could think of was how the kiss would feel like. Would it be as forceful as it was with Chris?
Amrah, what are you thinking! This is Chris's best friend and you are currently sitting on his lap so comfortably.
“I will keep track of time, five minutes starts when your lips touches” Daphy declared.
It was just a dare. And the penalty was two shot of strong alcohol. I can't do that and I knew Zayd wouldn't drink as well.
As much as I know, I haven't seen take a sip of alcohol all night.
His lips pressed against mine softly at first, it was tentative, as if testing if I would pull away. I should, but I didn't.
“Starting…” Daphy laughed.
Just for show, I told myself and nervously held his shoulder. His muscles were hard under my sweaty palms. He moved his lips, slowly sucking in my lower lips.
Oh goodness.
My brain tingled, I felt my core moistened as he gently nibbled on my lower lip. I naively followed his lead sucking on his upper lip as well.
I was tensed, but then his hand slid to the back of my neck, and something shifted. The kiss deepened, and God help me, I responded.
His hand cradled the back of my neck gently and he continued to nibble on my lips, alternating between the upper and the lower, going for my tongue at interval.
I am not supposed to know how to kiss, so why does it feel so natural with him.
It felt devastatingly good. The way his mouth moved against mine with an urgency that couldn't be faked.
I could feel the yearning from the kiss, the solid warmth of his body against mine.
Wait, yearning?
For me?
As much as it felt so good, it also felt so wrong.
Wrong because Chris was watching and everyone…
I could feel Chris’s stare burning intom back, and I could hear him say something sharp to the person next to him, his voice carrying an edge I immediately recognized.
Chris was livid.
Why wouldn't he be?
Here was I kissing his best friend.
I shifted and a short groan escaped Zayd’s lips.
“Focus” Zayd murmured against my lips and titled his head a bit, deepening the kiss.
I could faintly feel Zayd's restraint fracturing, his fingers tightening in my hair like he'd forgotten that we had an audience.
My hands on his shoulders pulled him closer, squashing my breasts to his hard chest. He is so warm, and soft and hard at the same time.
I was drowning in him, forgetting everything, the game, my secret boyfriend who was fuming
And…
"Time's up!" Daphy's voice shattered the moment.
I jerked back to reality, breathless and burning with shame. Zayd's eyes were dark with something that I didn't want to recognize because it terrified me.
Across the circle, Chris wasn't grinning anymore. He was staring at his phone, thumb scrolling through nothing, his other hand clenched around his red cup hard enough to dent it.
“Fuck, that was hot” Bruno praised.
"Your turn to spin," Zayd seemed carried away that Daphy had to remind him to spin the bottle.
I was back to my seat but Chris barely spared me a glance. I was torn between reminiscing about the mind numbing kiss I just had and thinking of how to placate my fuming boyfriend for kissing his best friend.
I could still taste Zayd, and I could still feel his lips against mine. God! I could still feel his fingers in my hair, massaging my scalp to relax me into the kiss!
I stole a glance at him and my lord, his eyes were on me! He was staring so shamelessly.
“Do you want to eat her?” Bruno said loudly nudging Zayd playfully.
Zayd smile, his rare light smile that showed his dimples, his eyes shone with a glint I didn't want to think about.
“I guess I did you a favor bro. She is hot I know, just your type” Bruno continued proudly.
“Amy is your type?” Sally asked seriously, her eyes focused on Zayd alone.
“Yeah”
My heart thumped when he replied simply and calmly. He spared Chris a glance before looking at his empty cup.
“I'm leaving” he added as he stood up.
“Oh…” Sally seemed to have lost interest in the party all of a sudden.
She looked like she wanted to ask Zayd to stay but he left immediately.
Other had a few more drinks, Bruno was shamelessly hitting on Yvonne and Daphy also tried to convince her as they drank.
Chris wasn't talking to me. I tugged his arm a few times but he shrugged me off. I didn't want others to notice our interaction so I let him be.
“You had fun kissing everyone like a slut, right?” Chris blurted as soon as he walked into my apartment. I didn't even realise he followed me.
I had just dropped off the drunk Daphy in her room, her apartment was directly opposite mine.
I walked and pulled out my hair tie to loosen my messy bun when my hair was yanked. Chris pushed my back against the door, his hand lunging for my neck.
“How was it? Huh?”
“Chr…coughs stop… please” I wheeze out, my throat burning due to how hard he was squeezing my neck.
“Did you tell him to stop when he was fucking chewing your lips?” he barked.
I guess I'm in for it tonight, as usual…