Chapter 30 Let’s Tell Them.
“Shimma,” he groaned as I kept stroking his cck….
I replaced my hands with my mouth. Moving my head back and forth. I looked up at him, his eyes closed as he bit his button lips tightly.
“Shimma, su—suck on it, yes! Oh fuck!“ he groaned, gripping my head tightly. This was different. For the first time I chose to pleasure him, for the first time I wanted him to enjoy the wonders of my mouth on his dick. For the first time, I didn't want him to forget that moment.
Just a few moments later, Mr Mattias pulled my hair backward.
“Your turn,” he said, his voice just above a whisper.
I slowly got on my feet, walking backwards as he followed.
I felt the bed behind me, falling flat on the bed, parting my legs wide. I didn't wait for his order, I knew what he needed, and that was simply what I needed.
I watched Mr Mattias make his way to me, his eyes filled with so much want, so much desire, if not more.
He bent, holding both my thighs as he parted my legs even more, and then I felt his tongue, so warm and soft. Gosh! Just what I needed in this cold weather.
“Arghhh,” I moaned softly, my hands got hold of the sheets because I couldn't hold in my feelings. So much pleasure!
His tongue swirled around my pussy, finding its way in and out of my pussy. I fucking loved. I didn't want him to stop.
Moments later, his mouth left my pussy, searching for my boobs. He took my right boobs in his mouth. Sucking on it like a hungry child.
“Mmmmn,” he groaned, switching to my left boobs. Unexpectedly, I felt his finger slide into my pussy. Sliding his finger in and out, he quickly added another finger.
“Ouuh, argh,” I moaned out loud. I didn't care. Because all I wanted to do right now was scream, scream out loud.
It was supposed to be for him. I wanted to pleasure him, I was meant to pleasure him. Yet, I find myself being pleasured by him. Only this time, it was more intense. The cold wind blowing through my window, his mouth sucking on my boobs, his hand working on my pussy, oh! S—So….So much pleasure!
He took out his finger as it quickly got replaced by his huge Cck, taking me in a hard thrust.
“Fuck!“ I cursed.
His mouth left my boobs, his hand running through my hair, as he looked down at me.
“Will you be my girlfriend?“ He asked, his voice firm, his eyes glued on mine as he kept hips pounded mine.
I looked away because the intensity in his eyes was something I couldn't handle.
He used his hand to shift my face so that my eyes could meet his again.
“Shimma, be my girlfriend,” He said again. He didn't stop fucking me. In fact, he grew more passionate.
He had asked me this question already, why was he asking me again?
“Yes,” I moaned softly.
“Shit," he cursed, his hand went down to my waist as he pulled me closer to him. I could feel his Cck deep inside my pussy.
"louder!“ He groaned, his thrust increasing.
“Yes!“……
I laid on his chest, his hands wrapped around me. The rain had just stopped.
Five minutes ago was nothing I have ever felt.sex with Mr Mattias was always different. As with time, it always got better. Like we grow more passionate towards each other.
“Why weren't you at work today? You got me so worried,” Mr Mattias asked. What do I tell him? There was no appropriate reason. I couldn't tell Jim about my dad's sudden change. I couldn't tell him I stayed up all night, because I couldn't sleep. What should I tell him?
“I felt a little sick, but I'm getting better now,” I mumbled.
“What?! Why didn't you tell me, we wouldn't have…,”
“No, i'm fine now, my mum said that i only felt sick because of work, but, with time, I'll adjust to the routine,”
“You would have called me. I tried reaching you but it wasn't reachable, you got me so worried,” he said, his voice filled with so much concern.
I had switched off my phone because I didn't know what to tell him, in case he had called.
“Please, whenever you feel stressed, take a break, but first, let me know, I don't want to go through that feeling again,” he said. I frowned.
“What feeling?“ I asked.
“Let's go to sleep,” Mr Mattias said. I smiled because I knew what he meant.
Just when I was about to drift off to sleep. I heard Mr Mattias call my name.
“Shimma,”
“Mnnn,” I moaned softly.
“Let's tell them,” I frowned, confused.
“Tell who?“ I asked.
“Let's tell your parents,” He said ... was this a joke?
MR MATTIAS.
As I laid down, faced to the ceiling. I couldn't help but wonder.
What if I told Shimma's parents about my intention towards their daughter. I have tried to deny my feelings, I have tried to run away from it, but I have come to realize that it's impossible. I love Shimma, and my feeling for her keeps growing everyday.
Today at the office. I felt like I was losing it, I can't even go a day without her, she's like the air I breathe, and hiding her is the list I can do now.
What if I speak to Derry, make him understand my feelings? He might understand.
I know I am older than she is, I am her father's best friend, but Derry is way! Older than I am, I am like a little brother to Derry, why then do I fear our age gap.
Shimma is no longer a child. Our feelings are both clear towards each other. Hiding our relationship is not what I want.
I could recall the moment I leaned over to kiss her, and she jerked in fear,moving away from me just because she heard her mum's voice. I felt badly hurt but I tried to hide it.
I love Shimma, and I want to be able to show her to the world without being afraid of everyone. That's not who I am.
“Shimma,”
“Mnnn,” she moaned softly. I shut my eyes because her soft moan sent chills down my spine. I blew out a rush of air before saying…
“Let's tell them,” there was a few seconds of silence, an unusual one.
“Tell who?“ she asked.
“Let's tell your parents,” I said, waiting to hear what she had to say.