𝟑𝟎 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥

~~ 90. ~~

His hand on her head moved down to the small of her back, pulling her closer and she also felt herself arching closer to him while she moaned loudly.

She realized that she want him. She wants his hands everywhere. She was craving his touch, the feel of him at a maddening rate. And it surprised her herself.

Without having a second thought, she pulled away and tugged on Demilade's shirt. He looked at her quizzically but she answered with a slight shrug while she kept fidgeting with the buttons of his cloth. The corner of his lips quirk to a smirk and he crashed his lips back on hers, using one hand to hold her head firmly and the other to free the buttons from the buttonhole of his shirt. He heard Lola moan loudly when he slipped a hand under her blouse. Her skin felt so warm under his touch and it made him groan slightly. It drew blood to flow down to his manhood.

He shrugged off his shirt and used both hands to cup Lola's waist pulling her up to the armchair. She pressed her hand firmly on his shoulders, with her body moving up and down on him.

His mouth never left hers and he took off the blouse Lola was putting on, leaving her in her shorts and bra. He pulled apart for a split second to have a look at her body. Her body was toned as ever and her breast was packed in her pink foam bra. He resumed the kiss, pulling her gently up the sofa, using an arm to support his weight on top of her.

Lola's hand found a mind of their hand as she trailed her fingers on Demilade's bicep that kept flexing with her every touch. Her hand moved down to his back, pressing her hand on his hard, sculptured back. She wrapped a leg around his waist pulling him closer and she heard him release a moan. She love that he was reacting to her just as much as she was doing to his touch.

He kissed the side of her face, her jawline, and moved to the hollow of her neck, sucking on the skin in between. Lola bit her lower lip, keeping herself from moaning out loudly with her eyes shut firmly as Demilade suck on her sweet spot. Her clit were tingling between her thigh.

Then something sounded disrupting the moment.

A phone rang.

The usual iPhone ringtone began to shriek in the room drawing their attention. Demilade pulled away slightly, shut his eyes, and swore under his breath. Lola couldn't help but chuckle at his reaction.

"You should take that." She said with a small smile playing on her lips. She loved the look on him. It was priceless.

Demilade didn't find it funny at all. He rolled his eyes and then moved away from the top of her. He dug his hand into the side of his jeans and brought out his phone before taking a seat on the sofa.

"Hello, Bayo, what is it?"

"Hi. How are you doing?"

"Wh..."

Bayo cut him off. "Why do I feel like you are angry and not the angry kind of angry?" Bayo asked on the phone. Demilade rolled his eyes. "And why are you breathing heavily? Did I disturb something?" His voice was laced with sheer curiosity.

"I will call you back," Demilade told him.

"What?" He queried, sounding quite confused. "Why? What are you doing? Wait. Are you...."

Demilade didn't let him complete his sentence before he said to his best friend. "Don't call back. I will call you back later, Adebayo." Demilade said with finality and warning. Then he ended the call. He knows very well that Bayo has a clue as to what he meant. His voice was enough to make him understand. He just has to wait until later when he has to answer his questions and tease.

He heaved a sigh and turned to Lola that was staring at him with a knowing smile on him. She was already seated beside him, legs folded across each other in front of her. He looked away and said.