Chapter 3

EDITH TINAYE CHAWASEMA

This case was a pain my ass and also my salvation. Being caught red handed was a bind but l was trying to base with the fact all the witnesses we're dead except for one officer and if l cross examined him enough ,he would crack somewhere. Hopefully. Right now l just wanted to sleep. And there was nothing stopping me. Except my body which was so wound up with sexual tension , l wouldn't be able to sleep even if l tried. And my little fingers could not do my body any good. The person l had last had a hookup or rather , hookups with was Brett and he just couldn't seem to learn my body. His idea of making me come was vigorously playing with my clit and that shit was painful and not arousing at all. So l had called an end to things. Maybe l should call him but just thinking about his hands in my pants made me wince. Guess he is out of the question. Left with no other option,l made my way to my left drawer of the head board and pulled out Lucky, my BOB of 3 years. Lucky had been a gift on my thirtieth birthday from Loretta. He was black and big. I hadn't used him that much as my body tended to behave most of the time. Maybe it had just been too long and l needed to release some salts. Picking up Lucky, l made my way to my bed and lay down. Turning off the bedside lamp,l released a deep breath before sliding my nightie up. I shimmied my hips,taking of my panties and threw them on the floor. I switched lucky on and guided him towards my pussy. The first vibration had me arch my back off the bed ,the good sensation traveling through my body. I placed it on my clit and moaned. My eyes closed involuntarily and l saw black eyes starring at me. That only switched up my libido. Running Lucky from my slit to my clit in a repeated motion had me moaning, imagining big hands on me, dark black eyes starring at me . I could feel the pleasure pooling in my belly, feeling like a tight knot. My brain started flashing images of a a man licking my pussy ,his hot breadth sending tinkling sensations throughout my body. I was close . I could feel it. My pace increased desperate for release. Just when l could feel myself letting go ,the sharp ringing of my phone pulled me out of my imaginations. Fuck. My breadth was ragged , coming out at an irregular pace. I was going to kill whoever was calling me . Can't a girl masterbate and come in peace? Groaning, l stood up ,the wetness between my thighs irritating and uncomfortable. I ignored the phone and went to the bathroom. After cleaning myself and Lucky , l placed him back in the drawer and picked up my phone . Three missed calls from Loretta. I called her back and she picked up instantly.

' Motherfucker! Why weren't you picking up my calls? Were you masterbating or maybe getting laid?'. Her loud voice which l loved hearing most of the times sounded quite irritating at that particular moment.

'I have always told you you have the worst timing ever . I was about to come!',

' So what? He couldn't finish the job?', when l remained quite she screamed.

' Wait!You were masturbating?', Then she started laughing as if that was hilarious. Oh well it wasn't my fault l was single and didn't have a man to do it now was it?. Loretta was currently in Barcelona on what she called a "catch up trip" with her husband , Trevor of four years. Those two were polar opposites but were the cutest couple ever. She always left me to handle everything at the firm alone and then reward me with a trip to book shopping. She was the worst best friend ever and l totally loved hated her. But it was at times like these when l felt nothing but irritation and anger towards her.

' So what? There isn't a free dick anywhere around'. She snickered.

' Dicks are everywhere. If only you would leave your house and actually go somewhere you would find them . Any color or size you want. '

' Why did you call Loretta? ',

'Wow . It's good to know that l was missed too. I was just checking up on you. Didn't know you were having a date with Lucky now did l? Anyways I'm coming back tomorrow. It has been the best trip of my life . You know Trevor ....', and l tuned out. I knew once she started she wouldn't finish so l just started ummhing and wowing as l picked my panties from the floor and went to wash them before hanging them out to dry . I made my way to my bed and turned it down, getting under the covers. After a good fifteen minutes of her talking she finally took a breadth and l jumped at the opportunity.

' Actually when you come back I'm gonna take  a three month leave'.

'Whaaat. Why? You can't just up and leave. Are you going home? Or staying in Italy? Motherfucker you know l need you in that office in order to function. Hell no you can't do this to me.' I rolled my eyes. The drama with her never ends.

' You gonna have to deal sis. And no I'm not going home. I will be here. I just need to reboot'.

' But..',

'Hawu. Will talk when you are back. Good night travel safe. Love you'.

'Wait. I haven't even told you why l called yet.'

'Its gonna have to wait sis. I'm tired . Bye bye '.I made kissing sounds before cutting the call and putting it on flight mode. I laid back and closed my eyes , willing sleep to come. But it wouldn't. I tossed and turned for some time and when sleep did finally visit me ,my dreams were starring a hot Italian man with black eyes and tanned skin.

. . .

I was woken up by the loud knocking on my door. God. Can't l just get some sleep? I groaned and made my way to the door mumbling curses to the person disturbing my peace. I didn't even check to see who it was and just wrenched the door open. And surprise,surprise . Killian fucking Abate. The guy whose face and body l had been masterbating to. Not that he would ever know. I managed to conceal my surprise but not the anger . But Mother Mary. Did he look good. He was dressed casually in a black tracksuit that made him look like sin . My inner whore salivated and l clenched my thighs in response. I just prayed to God my tits were not erect or that if they were ,he would think it was something to do with the current breez outside. The man was assessing me with those haunting eyes of his and a small knowing smirk was on his face. Lord God. Help him not make a crude remark or so help me God.

'Mr Abate. To what do l owe the disturbance of my sleep?'. He raised a brow and made a show of looking at his watch. His very expensive looking watch l might add. And it looked good on him . I mentally slapped my inner whore.  Get in line bitch.

'Its five minutes to mid-day. 'His voice carried a hint of amusement and teasing.

'Its the weekend in case you didn't notice and for some of us ,even the weekends are days to work . So when l get some time off and decide to sleep , l sleep. ' I put emphasis on the word sleep .

' But you do have work to do . You have my brother's case. ' Oh God. This is not what l had envisioned my morning to turn out like. I had been hoping to catch as much sleep as l could before Loretta came here and start talking but it had all been ruined and now this man was accusing me of slacking on my job.

'You know what ,it's too early in the morning for this . Come to my office Monday and we will talk. 'I pushed my door to close it but he pushed his foot through. And the bastard was smiling.

'Im sorry if l said anything wrong'.  I was about to say something when my ancestors abandoned me and my stomach decided to growl . In hunger. Oh that's right . I was hungry. Killian had a frown plasterd on his face and was looking at me the way my mother looked at me whenever l did something bad. I hated that look.

'What?',I asked him  referring to his look.

' When did you last eat?',  My last meal had been five bananas for lunch yesterday but he didn't need to know that.

' Not that it's any of your business but oof...', I said as he pushed me aside and made his way into my house, straight to the kitchen .I stared at his back for a while before following him . He was opening cupboards and taking out things . My house was always fully stocked. I lived for food so of course my house was always full of food. Just that certain circumstances that are to remain unnamed had made me skip my meals.

' What do you think you are doing?',He looked up at me with an annoyed look.

' What does it look like I'm doing? I'm cooking. ' I was flabbergasted.

' Huh? Why? ', Another bored look then,

'You need to eat. '

' I know. Doesn't explain why you are in my house , cooking me food. I can cook for myself. ' He shrugged.

'I like taking care of my people' . Huh? His people? He counted me among his people? Urgh whatever. I was too tired and hungry to try to figure him out . So instead,l sat myself on a kitchen chair and watched him cook. He was a good cook. I mean(clears throat) ,his body was . The way his muscles flexed straining his t shirt was enough to send my inner whore into an overdrive. She was giggling in glee. He had discarded his tracksuit woody somewhere before he started cooking so every muscle that moved was visible to the eye. And my body was bewitched. He was cooking some pasta of sort. Italians and pasta  hawu. He finished cooking and served some food into a bowl then handed it to me with a fork. My stomach growled again . After saying a prayer l took a forkful and daaamn. It was good . Really good. He was leaning on the counter. Watching me eat . I didn't pay him any mind and continued eating. After clearing my plate,he held out his hand and took the bowl from me , putting it in the sink. He passed me a glass of water and my inner goddess smiled. She wasn't used to this kind of treatment. After taking several gulps of the water,l placed the glass on the kitchen table and looked at him .

'Thank you for the food. Now that your job is done, you are free to leave.'He smiled and said,

' I haven't even stated the reason why l came here'.

' I think l already told you that l will talk to you on Monday. '

'I don't want to wait till Monday. ' Oh God . It was really hard to concentrate when the man was looking at me with those eyes, talking with that voice and standing with that body. I rounded the counter and walked to him . I gently placed my hands on him and tried to push him to no avail . The man was a giant. Especially now when l was walking barefoot he looked like one of the gods of the Egyptians. I tried again and he quaked a brow in amusement. Before l could process what was happening, he lifted me and sat me on the kitchen counter then leaned in,his hands on either side of my body this caging me in. My breadth hitched ,my body growing hot and l could hear my inner goddess clapping. His breadth fanned my face and l was disgusted by myself to find it a turn on. My nipples hardened to the point of pain and my thighs clenched, desperate for friction. The man wasn't even touching me . He slowly leaned his head ,his gaze fixated on my lips. I wanted to move away . But l couldn't. Instead,l found myself anticipating the feel of his lips on mine. He was just an inch away when l heard my door opening and the sound of heels clicking. Shit. I tried to move but Killian wasn't having any of that. I galred at him hoping he would get the message but he just smirked at me.

'Motherfucker where are you. Don't tell me you are still sleeping at this time of day. I swear with the way you sleep one would think you are pregnant but then you need a dick for that and you don't seem to have access to one since last night you were.... Oh. ' The oh came out after she saw me caged in Killian's arms. My ancestors had abandoned me and there was no getting out of this. Killian finally moved back and jumped off the counter and turned to see Loretta whose eyes were as wise as saucers and were darting between me and the man. I inwardly groaned. My day couldn't get any better

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