Chapter 21 Missing
Amrah
I burst out into a fit of laughter.
I was just so happy, maybe it was because I decided to let my mind think of all the sinful thoughts about Zayd, or the fact that his company was just so calming.
His indulgence in my clumsiness and mischievous self was enough to leave me elated.
"This is so crazy" I wiped the rain off my face but more kept pouring down.
"I'm sorry you got drenched because of me" Zayd took off his overcoat and draped it on my head to shield me.
"It's not your fault. Besides, getting drenched by the rain feels good" I laughed.
I don't get to this often.
I didn't expect him to pick me off the ground in the next moment. My hand instinctively wrapped around his neck.
"What are you doing? Let me down"
"Not until we are shielded from the rain" he had started walking now, I pulled his overcoat forward as it was slipping off my head.
We got to the building before I knew it, and Zayd let me down only after we got into the elevator. Some people were in it already, two females.
"Zayd and Amrah? You guys..." the short one with pixie cuts shamelessly pointed at us and said.
"Don't tell me you guys are together. This is big news..."
"We are not!" I blurted out in fear while Zayd stepped forward to press the button to our floor.
Chris can't find out that I went out with Zayd. Why didn't I think of that until now?
"Really? Then why did he carry you like that? Zayd would never carry a lady like that even if she was dying..."
Ping!
The elevator dinged reminding them that they had arrived on their floor.
"I couldn't let her walk in the rain, of course, because she is her" Zayd finally spoke, he used that bored tone for the girls.
The elevator door finally closed, leaving us alone, drenched, and staring at each other.
"Will you go out with me again?" Zayd broke the silence.
"Huh? I... have a boyfriend" I muttered, unable to look away from him.
He is so beautiful, god! Sinfully so.
He took a step closer, and his right arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer.
"Amrah, we have a lot to talk about. But before all that, I want you. I will go insane if I don't tell you that tonight" he was staring right into my soul.
My heart thumped hard against my ribcage, I couldn't find a single word to reply. It felt so right in his arms, with my breasts pressed against his chest, but I couldn't stop the guilt that choked my chest.
Run…
"I know you feel it, you see how much I want you..."
"Chris is my boyfriend... and... this is wrong..." I interrupted.
I took his overcoat off and pressed it against his chest, trying to create a distance between us, but Zayd’s hold was too strong.
"Let go of me!"
As if to affirm my statement, the elevator pinged again, and I wiggled out of his hold and fled the elevator like I always do.
Fleeing, and then spending the rest of the night thinking about him. He let me leave as usual, a tiny part of me wished he had stopped me, but he didn't.
I heard his footsteps behind me as I dug my bag for my key card. The rain didn't stop, instead, it turned into a storm.
"Where is it?" I muttered anxiously, unable to find my key card.
Cold blew against my damp clothes, and my nipples erected against the dropping temperature. I squatted down and poured out the contents of my small bag, feeling Zayd's hot gaze on me.
His eyes on me didn't allow me to think properly which was probably why I couldn't find my key card. The key card was not among the things that poured out of my bag!
Zayd's boot appeared in front of me, "What are you looking for?"
"My keys" I muttered, not daring to look at him.
"How about you come into my apartment and check it carefully? It's cold out here and you are wet" he offered.
Wet... of course I'm wet.
I'm dripping fucking wet on my clothes and in my cunt!
My mind was rolling with unholy thoughts, like wrapping my fingers around his inked neck and kissing…
Right, I need to go to church!
“No need…”
“Common” he crouched down in front of me and took my bag from my hand.
Zayd stuffed my items back in and straightened up. I stood up with him but didn't dare to look up because I was sure he would see the obvious lust in my eyes.
He held the door open for me to go in. I walked in self-conscious about my dress sticking to my body like a second skin due to how drenched I was.
I could feel his hot gaze boring holes into my back as I walked into the living room with him right on my heels.
“You should change your clothes first…”
“Just give me my bag, I will check it again.” I rambled and grabbed my bag from him.
I tried to sound serious to cover up how shamelessly horny I was.
Why can't I control myself around him? Why can't my eyes stop straying to his groin area? I could see the imprint of his fucking dick! And why the fuck is my cunt dripping wet?
I swallowed and my tongue darted out running over my lower lip.
“Okay,” he gave in readily, as always.
If I don't leave here this moment, I'm going to beg to fuck me like a little whore I was slowly turning into.
Why am I not scared when I thought about getting fucked by Zayd?
Chris's hand on me alone leaves me trembling in fear.
My key card wasn't in my bag or in my wallet, and I bit my lips anxiously. I couldn't think straight, and I was trying so hard not to look at Zayd.
“I will be right back”
He was back in two minutes with a towel, a hoodie, and a pants set.
Definitely not my size, they smelled like him.
“You should change from the wet cloth or you will catch a cold”
“I… fine” I grabbed the clothes for him and fled to the room I saw him walk into.
The room smelled exactly like him and felt exactly like him. Minimal items, grey white, and black colors, and neatly arranged.
This was my first time entering his room even though I have been in the apartment a few times.
I moved to the bathroom and stripped off the wet dress and cardigan. I ran a warm shower and got under letting the water hit me.
It was calming, but not enough to calm the heat between my legs. My fingers brushed my erect nipples and my breath hitched.
“Ahn…!” A sharp mewl escaped my lips.
“Are you okay?”
Fuck! I didn't close the bathroom door, I literally forgot I wasn't in my apartment for a moment.