Chapter 26: Pepper snack2 🌶️ 🌶️ 🌶️

Chapter Twenty-six of Ruthless.

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Magnet attracts, but unlike the two opposite sex becoming inseparable with their lips locked together.

During the whole ride, Nathan grew bigger between his legs. Having Tacha next to him was torture even money never gave him. He couldn't understand why this certain woman was all he wanted again. With any amount, he could get just anyone to spend the night with and forget about her. He wanted to forget Tacha. He thought after that one time, he could toss her aside. He wanted to do so badly. The reason he lived like hell during these past two weeks.

When they made it to the living room, just a single hug behind her made Tacha lose it and surrender to Nathan completely. Everything she ever promised to do flew out of the window as she embraced Nathan's hands, slowly closing her eyes to feel him, his smell driving her insane, with his huge erection hitting her from behind, which gave her a tender and smooth sensation that made her remain in position. Not moving away, but slightly rotating her hips. It was burning her so slowly, and the truth was, she loved it. She had craved badly for him. Only Nathan could make her feel that way. Now, she realised how much she had missed him. Nathan took the opportunity and hugged her so tightly, gently kissing her neck to her shoulder, his breath fanning her as he walked his way down with his hand. Down to her wet spot. She moaned and slowly he brought his mouth to her ear. "Damn, I miss you. No one ever made me feel this way, Tacha. Please turn baby." He admitted very quietly, dropping his pride at her feet. He waited, walking his lips to the back of Tacha's ear. Then he kissed it, biting it so slowly before his tongue licked it with so much tenderness. Tacha's body felt the sudden sensation and instantly, she turned around.

This time, the kiss was...as if getting all the kisses they've never gotten or given. Because, at first, it was slow, until Nathan carried her, and they both decided to get more than enough before the night was over. Unable to control how aggressive their kiss became. They tasted all that needed to be tasted. Their lips, their mouth, their tongue, over and over again, driving each other crazy for torturing themselves by humping each other rather than getting their clothes off.

They took things very fast this time. When they settled on one of chairs at the dinning,resting very close to the wall, Tacha unzipped him, his erection jumping out of excitement to claim her. His legs in between her legs, Tacha mounted him, using her hand to slip him inside of her. And when she had him deep inside, a noise escaped her mouth as she began a slow rotation of her hips. He watched her while her eyes were closed, taking her whole reaction into his memory. When her eyes slowly looked down at him, she saw him watching her as if she was his favourite tv show. There was just this way he looked at her that made Tacha stared back at him with so much admiration, fighting so hard not to close her eyes as she moved her hips, riding nonstop on top of him.

She was closed. Very close, when he suddenly grabbed her hips. "Not yet." Then he carried her, walking them to his sofa. For the last time, he wanted to be in control. He unhooked her bra, freeing one of his favourite part of her body, as he dropped her on the long sofa. He found his way in between her centre, and when he went in, the only sound that filled the whole house was Tacha's cry. Cry of pleasure as he thrust into her harder without mercy, slipping in and out of her more quickly. He grew larger and harder inside of her, filling her body with a flooding sensation. And when she thought she was going to burst wide out at the strangest pleasure that kept hitting her, and she thought she was no longer able to feel her legs whenever they began to shake, he would rather change her position telling her body it wasn't time yet, and for hours, her cry filled the room as she begged for release. Whatever Tacha's best friend must have told her, it was irrelevant at this moment her legs were spread apart. When she finally came along with him, her belly, in seizures, squeezed as though a seal was broken, feeling his juices spread inside her, unable to feel her feet as she cried out into his ears. Like a pile of sand, he crumbled on top of her.

Finally, it was over, and Tacha was back to reality. Every word coming back to haunt her.

So do you think he's ever going to take you seriously now?

He's only going to do this and just like he said, he's forever out of your life.

He has his girlfriend and of course, you are nothing, Tacha. Why didn't you listen to Kenny for crying out loud!

Are you going to be okay seeing him from afar?

Are you going to be fine knowing he's never going to come back to you?

Unable to reach out to him. Hold him close, touch his face, have him beg you rather than shout at you like a low life he always called you.

Will you be okay baby girl?

It doesn't look like she was going to be. A tear slowly rolled down in response to her thoughts. She tried her best not to cry out, wiping the tear away. She suddenly realised how tired she was, looking down at Nathan. "Aren't you going to stand up? You wanted to talk."

Nathan finally raised his head, trying to get off her. He smiled down at her but his smile slowly vanished when he saw a tear rolled to side of her ear. "Have you been crying?" He raised his brow at her. "What have I done this time around?"

Tacha who immediately wiped her tears away, forced herself to smile. "What do you mean? You haven't done anything. Why would I cry when I should be happy? At least, you won't get to scream at my face again, and we will go our separate ways."

A smirk appeared on Nathan's face. He rolled his eyes and looked away from her. He didn't like her tone. Why would she badly want to get away from him? He didn't want to say anything to hurt her. Instead, he got up picking up their clothes, and left Tacha in the living room.

He came back and threw his white robe at Tacha. "Cover yourself."

He wore a white material boxer instead and sat next to Tacha. "How much were you paid at your former place of work when we first met?"

"Seventy thousand."

He scoffed, still not looking at her. "Seventy thousand naira. Is that for peanut or what?" He finally looked at her and he could tell Tacha was mad at him already. "Do you want it back? They would definitely pay you better this time."

"You made them sack me. Don't you think you owe me an apology?"

"That's why I want to get the job back for you. I know you would refuse if I decided to give you some money or get you a better job. You look so happy getting away from me that it's clear you wouldn't want my favour."

"Well, I don't want any of it. I have a new job now."

"Are you kidding me!" Nathan turned completely to her. "He's paying you just fifty thousand naira. What are you gonna do with that! Your mum is not even working anymore. You took her away from the house I bought for her, now you will have to pay for rent, pay for electricity bills, and more. How you gonna do that?"

She rolled her eyes at him. "How have you been doing that before I met you?"

Nathan's eyes clearly changed from a loving guy to a furious one. His eyes darkened. Anger and admiration were present in them. "For heaven's sake, Tacha why are you suddenly mad at me? We just made love. I just want to do something for you. For the last time. Please."

"Will you stop making me feel like the bad one here!" Tacha got up. "I don't care about you getting me a better job. I care about you telling me how sorry you are. For making me lose my job. For calling me a lowlife. Screaming, yelling, and saying all sorts of words to my face because you know I couldn't do anything to you. Going out of your way to make me not get a job. Nathan, you've been cruel to me." Her eyes were beginning to look watery. "Do you know how many times I've wanted to slap you, but I couldn't, because you are Nathan Brown and I'm Tacha Williams. The two are just names, but they are from different worlds. One could do and undo. While the other is nothing but a helpless Hustler. And after all you made me go through, I can't believe I'm here with you at the end."

"Hey." Nathan got up, facing her. "Calm down okay. I'm sorry if I have ever made you feel small." Sincerity laced in his voice. He wanted to hold her but she moved away. He gave up and just stared at her. "Tacha, I'm so sorry I yelled at you. I'm sorry I called you a low life, or behaved any other way toward you. I care about you and that's the truth. Ever since that first night I met you, I've been so curious about you. You made me do things I would never have done and it's the truth. The car, the house, the money, everything. I did it for you, Tacha. I know you are mad at my mum and the reason I wanted us to come over is that I wanted us to talk. At least, before everything is over even if I don't want us to be over."

Tacha rolled her eyes at him. At this point, everything has to be over, Nathan.