𝟑𝟎 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥

~~ 25. ~~

He had seen her wearing shorts and a singlet. But it is not revealing as what she was wearing right now. She was very sexy as hell right now. He thought. He feels like caressing those smooth legs and thighs with his hand. And to cup those ripe breasts with his hand.

He could feel the throb of his manhood in between his legs and he looked away with a silent groan.

Lola didn't know what was going through Demilade mind. And since he had remained quiet, she excused herself and went to the kitchen to take the bottle of water she had come down to take.

It was when she got to the kitchen that she realized that she was all alone in the house with Demilade. But what surprised her was, she felt comfortable with it. She liked it. The fact that it was just the two of them. She wished she could engage in more conversations with him. But it was late. And he was working. She kind of admires him for his hard work.

She smiled at herself as she poured herself water to drink. She felt this flutter in her stomach and she got some wild thoughts crossing her mind. Her heart beat irregularly and she shake the thought away.

Demilade is just a deal. She means nothing to him. He is just been nice to her now. He might be different again tomorrow. She will be out of his life soon. So no silly thoughts. No fantasy in the head. This is reality. She repeated to herself.

She carried the bottle with the remaining water and walked out of the kitchen telling herself that she is nothing to Demilade and he meant nothing to her.

But that thought seem to fly away when she saw him staring at the laptop in front of him. He was biting his lower lip with no mercy. He turned to look at something on a paper beside the laptop. And then he paused and rubbed his temple with two fingers and he close his eyes for a few seconds.

She could just leave him with his work and go back to sleep but she couldn't. She felt attracted to the man in front of the laptop. He was so alluring and beautiful to watch working and to see him quite frustrated. She wishes she could do something to ease his work and make him feel better.

She was not supposed to be having any thoughts about helping him. He thinks about only himself. Very self-centred. And proud. But she can't help the feelings that were so strange growing inside her. Her heart was taking a turn that she don't understand. And crazy thoughts were running through her mind.

She walked up to him. He looked up quite shocked. He looked at her face and his eyes come down to the water in her hand. So she had come to drink water. He thought. But that quickly disappeared when his eyes come in contact with her slender thigh that was so smooth and flawless.

He forced himself not to touch her.

"Aren't you going back to bed?" He asked with gritted teeth. He was trying hard not to look at her.

She doesn't know what effect she is having on him. And he won't think she is aware of the cloth she was putting on. He had never seen her in her nightie so he knew she was not aware of the cloth she was wearing and the effects it was causing on him.

He had seen women naked. He had seen women in clothes worst than the nightie she was wearing but they never turn him on like she was doing right now. He was not even touching her. And she was not seducing him either. But her innocence is turning him on badly. He could feel his manhood filled with blood and throbbing with pain.

It's been more than three months since he had a woman on his bed. Not because he can't have any woman he want. There are a lot. A lot who won't think twice about going to his bed. He has a lot of them at the club where he goes with his friend. But no one seems to interest him. No one seems to turn him on like this. He had not been turned on so badly by any woman since Angela left. He just takes women to his bed for physical release. Nothing more. But he had been too busy and too uninterested in the past three months. It was not really fun since it was hard for the women to please him. He hardly cum. So what's the need?