Saturday, 29 August 2009

Motunrayo Part 8

Part 6 and 7 are in the posts before ;)

Motunrayo at first had refused to admit it, but her relationship with Akin seemed to have changed in some subtle way she could not understand, she seemed to be growing warmer towards him, less arguments, she felt less hostile plus she conformed a lot more to his requests, something she hated herself for doing, she had always promised herself she would never allow such a thing to happen, at first she blamed it on her condition, too much hassle would not be good for her in such a state, arguments would only cause her added stress, she was too tired to quarrel, too young for all the strain, Motunrayo thought back to her vicious encounter with Akin and was bitter suddenly, her so called lack of discipline troubled her, she saw herself as a failure, cursing herself in her head she sighed silently.

It was one thing that she had allowed the change in their relationship to happen and another thing that Akin could possibly know all along, this would give him a great opportunity to use her inner weakness as an advantage, her breaths became heavy, perspiration forming on her forehead as her hands shook restlessly, did he know? She tried to consult herself, of course he knew! He had known right from the beginning and had done everything he could to make it happen, constructed well from all the small actions and words, she felt like a puppet, sick to her stomach her teeth gritted unknowingly, no more tugging and pulling, the strings needed to be cut, she had to be released.

Agitated, Motunrayo’s body felt hot, her husband was out and there was not much water left in the bucket to use, she shrugged and decided to settle for the little water remaining, a little while later, Motunrayo was still in the stall, as she bathed, she was suddenly aware that Akin had returned to the hut, she was still inside the little bath stall behind their home and feared that her absence in the hut would cause Akin to search for her in the stall, hurriedly she used the last of the water.

Akin was now aware of his wife’s absence within the hut and headed towards the bath stall where he met her wrapping herself, hair and body dripping with water he watched as soft droplets of water dripped down her long legs and chest.

Motunrayo glanced at him, she did not know why she was so embarrassed being seen in this situation, it was not the first time he’d seen her like this, nether less she blushed, a hot sensation burning in her cheeks, she looked down, trying to hide her now quivering hands behind her back. Akin was amused, eyebrows gently raised as he approached her, she scuttled back swiftly and turned around. “Motun, look at me.” “I don’t want to” Akin drew in a deep breath and touched her gently, she flinched at his touch and he put both arms around her, holding her against him he bent his head, nuzzling his nose in her hair and breathing in her scent, he closed his eyes. “You smell delicious” he said.

For a few seconds, Motunrayo entranced in his tight grip, closed her eyes allowing herself to melt into his strong arms, he bent and kissed her neck causing a fiery sensation to run through her spine, causing her to lose her breathe.

Suddenly she felt weak, faint droplets of sweat ran down her forehead and then she snapped, “Fimisile! ” she cried, pushing herself aggressively against his hard chest, caught off guard he loosened his grip, he watched her intensely as she pulled herself together, trembling violently.

4 comments:

BSNC 29 August 2009 at 18:01  

CB longest time. where have you been ehn..

Cappuccine Baby 29 August 2009 at 23:30  

lol my sister, na exams o, thanks for dropping by :D

arogbowei 9 September 2009 at 14:48  

Hmn!!! this is serious stuff, keep it coming girl.

Tales 1 July 2010 at 04:07  

Madam where you dey o... na so u just disappear like me here. Lol