Chapter 8 So Intense!
MATTIAS.
What the hell am I doing? What am I even doing here? Why am I fucking hiding in my Best friend's daughter's bathroom? Why am I such an asshole?
I keep telling myself this can't work, I keep telling myself she's my best friend's daughter, and there is no way Derry is going to approve of me having his Daughter. But..but she keeps making me lose control. Dammit!
Shimma was right, what if her mother had walked in on us? how would she take this? How would Derry take this?
It's killing me how they might not understand what I feel for Shimma, they won't understand how Shimma keeps popping on my head all day, how I keep having wet dreams about her, and how I can't sleep most nights just wanting to have her. Shimma! What have you really done to me?
If Mrs Anna had walked in on me, if she had seen me fucking her daughter like I had planned to, she might just take it the wrong way. And that won't be good for Shimma, it wouldn't be good for me also.
Her father literally takes me as his younger brother and a best friend he never had, he trusts me so much, and now I am left to choose between Shimma, and her father's trust? This is so not fair! I want Shimma so bad, I fucking want her.
I hear her mother tell her goodbye, and then I hear the door close shut. Her mother must be gone, so I slowly walk out of the bathroom.
My eyes falls on her, her back pressed to the door. She looks relieved yet I can see her concern for me.
“I need to go,” I say bluntly, I notice her concerned look get replaced by a frown.
“Why? but my mother is gone,” she says calmly. How do I tell her? How do I tell her I want her right now, yet I have to go. I don't think she would understand. And me standing here, staring into those beautiful eyes of hers. It might just make me change my mind.
I reach for the door handle. And Her eyes falls on my hand, then back at my eyes. I can tell how sad she is, yet, surprisingly, she says nothing more.
She steps away from the door, her eyes not leaving mine. God! I hate the way she's staring at me right now. I fucking want to stay, but yet, I have to leave. It's for our own good.
I look away from her, then I open the door and then I walk out. I hear the door slam behind me, but I don't turn, I just keep going, until I get to the guest room. I had asked Derick, Derry for short. I had asked him if I could stay back, telling him I am too tired to drive home.
“Of Course Mattias, this is also your home, you don't have to always ask,” he said and that was how I found myself in Shimma's room. Dammit!
SHIMMA.
I slammed the door when he left, Then i pressed my hand to my stomach, leaning my back against the door as I slide down to the floor, tears already rolling down my cheek. Water! I fucking need water right now.
Why I'm I so stupid? Deep down, I have always known Mr Mattias would never take me seriously, I mean, he just walked away from me without a single explanation. How could he do such a thing to me? He said he wanted me, yet he left. Gosh! This is so fucking! heartbreaking.
But I feel weird because, Despite what Mr Mattias just did, despite him leaving me turned on, and walking out the room like he never intended to do anything with me. I am still craving him, I still want him. Call me stupid, I don't care. He made me this way, and right now, I am stupid for him.
I manage to take off my jogging pants, tossing it at my side. Luckily I don't wear underwear to sleep.
I part my legs open, digging my finger into my pussy, thrusting my finger back and forth.
“Shit!“ I curse softly. But then, I hear someone whisper my name, I hear him whisper my name.
“Shimma, I need you to open the door right now” Mr Mattias whispers as he knocks softly.
I immediately sat up straight, turning to the door, my eyes wide open.
He's back?!
Don't tell me my head is fucking with me right now.
“Shimma,” Mr Mattias called again.
I quickly stood up from the floor, I reached for my handle,I opened the door, and there he was, standing in front of my door, standing right in front of me again. My head wasn't really fucking with me, he was fucking standing in front of me!
“U—uncle Mattias,” I stuttered.
“Shhhhh,” he placed a finger on my lip, stopping me from saying any more words.
But I wanted to say something, I wanted to ask him why he left me without any explanation, I wanted to know if this was a joke to him, I wanted to know if I was a joke to him.
I wanted to also know why he came back, and why he was now staring at me intensely.
He took a step closer.
“Wh….,” I couldn't even finish my statement, he leaned towards me and without warning, his lips slammed into mine. My eyes flew open at his unexpected act, but then my eyes shut close, taking in the pleasure that came with Mr Mattias's soft and mushy lips.
I moaned in his lips, melting at the feeling of finally having him. His kiss was so intense, I wondered what had gotten into him.
“Mmnn,” he groaned, as I felt both his hands cup my face. Did I fucking mention that I love it when he moans while kissing me?! Fucking! Pleasure!
He kept kissing me, not giving me the chance to kiss him back, it was all for him. He pulled me closer to him, and his kiss deepened, his tongue sinking deep into my throat. I Could have never imagined Mr Mattias, kiss me so intensely, almost like his life fucking depended on our kiss.
He kept kissing me, while all the thought of my mother once coming to my room earlier, and the thought of her also coming to see me and my uncle, making out in front of my room. All those thoughts got blocked out, I didn't care, I couldn't care, at least not right now.
It was a long kiss, the longest I have ever kissed any man in my life, or wait! Let me rephrase that. The longest I have ever been kissed by any man in my life.
Mr Mattias pulled out of our kiss. I could feel my lips aching. And I fucking loved it. I fucking wanted more.
He stared down at me, His thumb Caressing my cheek.
“How about I invite you over for dinner at my place next weekend, after your final exams, for your celebration,” Mr Mattias said, giving me a wink. I chuckled softly, nodding my head in a yes. He leaned forward again, planting a soft kiss on my forehead. Then he released his hands from my face. Taking a few steps backwards as his eyes scanned my head to toe. I could see it in his eyes, I could see how much he wanted me.
I just stood still, watching him watch me, although I was putting on a baggy sweater, just a baggy sweater because I had taken off my jogging pants earlier, my thick thighs alone, was enough to get Mr Mattias turned on.
He nodded and then I watched him leave.
I could barely sleep throughout the night, the thought of me going over to Mr Mattias's house for dinner next weekend. Fuck I couldn't wait!