Chapter 27 Poseidon's Staff: My Sexy Neigbour (4)
"Does he kiss you like I do?" Poseidon asked the moment Darrell escaped from the room.
I didn't like the way my heart thumped at such an absurd question, I didn't want to be in the same space as he. He didn't care about me, why does he seem to care about what I did with his brother?
"Isn't that too rude of you to ask of me?" I tutted.
He scoffed. "You never let me when we go down there, do you allow him such entrance?" He stepped close to me, meeting my gaze while his breath fanned my face.
"You have no right to ask me such a rude question, now step out of my way," my breath was ragged before him.
"Sonia?" He tilted my chin. My lips quivered making a slight parting, somehow, I craved his lips on mine. It had been ages since he last kissed me.
I had a feeling that he did miss me as much as I did. But fury boiled within me, he was playing his cards right. He knew I still had lingering feelings for him, yet I was boxed with the thought of him having feelings for me.
"Didn't you just want to fuck me or you do even like me?" I was pissed, faking a jerk from his touch.
He grabbed me, slamming me hard into his body. "How badly is your heart wretched that you still don't know how much I like you?" He asked.
I gasped watching as his eyes flickered across my face. "If you so much as like me, why fuck that red hair bitch....,"
He crushed my lips into silence, bracing my cheeks in his hands. My lips were opened to receive his welcoming tongue as his breath was hot on my face. After another round of intense kissing, he broke away from the kiss.
"Why do this, Sonia? I have been waiting for you, why Sonia?" he placed his head on my forehead.
I couldn't tell if he was broken by my relationship with his older brother, or with the fact that I'd previously refused him. My brain was muddled and numbed from his mouth on my mouth. My feet wobbled from the fact that Poseidon was in love with me.
I wanted more, I wanted him. I probably would be ready this time. My hands held onto his arms, and his eyes caught that.
"Maybe, you should think again about your relationship with Darrell. I wouldn't want to hurt him but I won't be able to stop myself next time. You will whimper next time, but I won't stop. Just look at how you melt with my kiss. That says a lot," his lips paused midway.
I arched high to meet his lips, and with a slow sly smile, he stepped back from me. Then he left me in the room, I reached for the bed and tried to calm myself down. There was no way I was returning downstairs while my body still quaked from Poseidon's touches and wet kisses.
Worst of all was the fact that I couldn't take my eyes off Poseidon when I went down the stairs. His eyes on me spoke more than the words from his mouth.
"Maybe, you should think again about your relationship with Darrell...."
Those words echoed in the depths of my mind that I hadn't caught Darrell's worried expression. "Are you okay, Sonia?" Darrell asked me.
My head turned to him. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine," I brought the cup of Snippoff drink to my mouth, while still sneaking a glance at Poseidon.
"You know what? We can go warm up upstairs, just to loosen up," Darrell laughed.
My stomach groaned to that. I didn't want that. Couldn't Darrell just leave me be and give me the pleasure of watching Poseidon? Darrell wanted something I couldn't give up easily, maybe I should rather sway his mind.
"Poseidon has much more build than you do, and you are rather smaller in build. I'm shocked you are his older brother," I put in, hoping to make an interesting conversation.
Darrell smiled at that, wrapping a hand around my waist. I swallowed watching as Poseidon averted his eyes when his eyes fell on us.
"Our parents had separated way back before we were 16. Poseidon went with Dad. Dad was a boxer, and I remained with my mum. She was a model, soon she got tired of his bickering for fame and money which she also clamoured for. She wanted all attention on her.." He explained.
I narrowed my gaze at him. "Oh, I'm beginning to see why Poseidon was more obsessed about his bodybuilding."
Darrell nodded to that. "Poseidon completed college way before I even got serious about mine. Mum was never around and she heaped debts on debts to be paid. I never told Poseidon because we had a tiny gulf between us. Then, he reached out to me one morning, and here we are," Darrell laughed.
I watched Darrell as his mouth spread wide in laughter. He was more of a mummy's boy than he was masculine. No wonder my body was fully attracted to Poseidon. My eyes searched out to find him, but he wasn't among the visitors who were drinking at the counter.
Where was he? I asked myself.
I cleared my throat, trying to think of a suitable lie to tell Darrell. "Can I use the restroom? I'll be back in a jiffy," I feigned a smile.
"Sure, you can. I'll be right here waiting for you," Darrell said to me.
My feet took flight up the stairs but Poseidon wasn't even there. I checked the backyard, there were tons of familiar students who were drinking and laughing at their silly jokes. Poseidon wasn't among them.
I returned to the study where Darrell usually hide himself, Poseidon could probably be there. I shoved the door open, walked in, and squinted my eyes to accommodate the dim light. Poseidon wasn't there.
"Were you looking for me?" The door closed behind me.
I turned to meet the familiar presence. Then he walked towards me. Rays of light from the window glinted on my face, capturing the essence of the moment.
"Yes, I was," I replied truthfully.
He sighed, smiling down at me. "I can't stand him touching you. I realized you must have felt the same way when I fucked that red bitch you hate," one of his fingers brushed my lower lip.
The way my heart backflipped. Finally, he felt my pain. Maybe, a little bit of playing his game didn't hurt anyway. It only made him love me harder.
"I can't let him have you, Sonia. I just can't," and with such a sizzling confession, his mouth caught my mouth in a wicked kiss, whilst pushing my groin to his pubic mound.
I felt his bulge rising and caressing me. He picked me up from my waist, taking me to the study desk. Our tongues danced on in jubilee, racing and plunging through higher regions with musical notes to applaud its journey.
Poseidon's hand peeled my body-hugged gown, caressing the crack between my butt cheeks. How his hands were brisk to find my small oranges, I couldn't tell. His touches were sensitive, wild with a tease, and raining explosives between my legs.
His hand fondled my breasts, threading my areoles and perky beads, "Is this what you hide from me, Sonia? You're beautiful," his nose nuzzled against my nose before he plunged again to kiss me.
I was on the edge, tamed by his mouth and close to something so sweet. He loved the way I was. Damn, he was making me wet. I shoved my slender hands onto his chest, feeling the width of his wide chest.
I gasped when his fingers found the cleft of my entrance. Maybe, this was it, the glorious intrusion. But he stopped himself abruptly, "I can't have you here, not in my brother's house, Sonia. If you want me, come to me." With that, he turned away.
My mouth fell open. Was Poseidon playing my game?