"How can I not? Chioma you are beautiful. I am attracted to you in more ways than you know. Be mine." I said making her looked at me. "Give yourself to me. I will never hurt you." Our bodies were close and she was holding her breath. I trailed my hand from her face downwards. I caressed her body, my hand not lingering where it shouldn't. I didn't want her to feel unsafe.

"Eben..." I looked into her eyes. Those eyes I wanted to keep pure for the rest of my life. I didn't want her to be tainted. But... I wanted her.

"Give yourself to me. Be mine. Do you understand what I'm talking about?" She shook her head. I lowered my face on hers before capturing her lips. I pulled her up from the bed, our lips still connected. She was tense. She wasn't breathing. "Breathe," I said. "Relax and breathe." But she didn't. I licked her lips with my tongue before I intruded her mouth. I lowered her on the bed gently while I kissed her. She didn't return it. I broke off and lowered my eyes.

My lips were attached to her collarbone. I gave it gentle kisses so she would not have marks. I decided to take a step further. I unbuttoned the shirt as my lips went lower. I kissed her bare skin. Her hands held my top tightly. I brought out my tongue and licked her skin. I felt her mountains with my palms which were rough from all the training at the camp. I rubbed her nipples slightly before pulling on them and licking them.

She moaned and arched her back. I kissed her breasts again. Her skin was hotter and her breathing was fast. I looked at her face and saw the tears threatening to fall. Her mouth was opened a bit as she panted. I let my hands roam her body but stopped when I got to the band of the trousers. She wasn't ready. I buttoned up the shirt and kissed her again.

"Chioma," I called. The look In her eyes became clear as she pushed me off her harshly.

"Ebenezer..." She sat up. I saw the confusion and fear in her eyes. She called me Ebenezer. "Stop."

"Why? I thought you liked it."

"You did more than kissing. You caressed me."

"You didn't like it?" Who was the one moaning? She was making the sweetest sounds in the world.

"It should be with someone who will be my future." My heart clenched in pain.

"That someone won't be me, will it?" I asked.

"Yes. I mean my husband or fiance or boyfriend. Not my best friend." The pain was becoming unbearable. I clutched my chest.

"I understand." I sighed.

"Thank you." She stared at herself. "I feel weird. I made weird sounds. And when you did that, my stomach turned."

"Did what?"

"Kissed my breast."

"Those sounds were moans. Was it unpleasant?"

"No. I kinda liked it." I felt better.

"You want me, don't you?" She looked away, not replying. I stared at the shopping bag in a corner before bringing it. I brought out the velvet box where the pendant was. I brought it out. "I got this for you." She turned to me and her eyes shone.

"For me?"

"Yes. It would suit you." I climbed the bed and wore it around her neck. She went to stand before the mirror. She made different poses with it making her chuckle.

"Thank you, Eben." She turned to hug me and stood on her toes to peck my cheek. But I turned my face and she pecked my lips. Her face reddened in embarrassment. She stepped back but I pulled her closer. I carried her up to sit on the vanity table. I stood between her legs. I connected our lips again and cupped her face in my palms. I wrapped my arms around my neck.

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