He knocked, opened the door and peeped. He saw her seated on the bed, clad in a pink and red long-sleeve sweat-shirt and a white cotton baggy trouser. Her braids were weaved in a pony tail, giving her an angelic look.
“Ready to turn in for the night?”
She tilted her head, “I think so.”
He strode into the room and settled at the edge of the bed.
“I didn’t know that the harmattan in this part of the country can be so devilish.”
He started to laugh.
“Thank God I came with a few jackets and sweaters.”
“You will get used to it.”
She snorted, “I doubt it,” she noticed that he was still in the white sweat-shirt, but, had changed into a pair of blue shorts.
“I am so glad that you are here,” his piercing dark eyes bore into her serene brown ones.
“I don’t want to be anywhere else,” her placid stare searched his face.
He moved over and wrapped his arms around her. She sighed with relief, basking in the warmth of his embrace. She placed her arms around his neck and inhaled the scent of his deodorant.
Funmike heard his dragged intake of breath, then felt the moist trail of his lips on the nape of her neck. Her heart beat accelerated and fell in rhythm with his.
Dantenimu claimed her lips. It was just as he had imagined. The soft, supple, sweet flesh captivated his mind and fired up his hunger.
She kissed him back, marching his intensity with the deep longing that took over her senses. She felt his hands underneath her shirt, handling her bosom. She sucked in breath as a tingling sensation coursed through her nerves.
Gently, he made her lay on her back and kissed her again. She trembled under his weight and felt the hardness of his manliness. The pressure aroused her, making her yearn for him like never before.
He raised his head and looked deep into her eyes. She stared back at him. The passion in his eyes marched the desire that welled up inside her.
“I want you.”
“I want you too,” she whispered.
He closed his eyes and tried to fight back the cravings that threatened to consume him.
He opened his eyes and exhaled, “I believe that God brought us together and I know that you are the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.”
Shocked wide eyes, jaw agape. She had no idea that he felt strongly about her. She knew how much he liked her, but was oblivious to how deep his feelings were.
“I wanted to wait till you graduate before asking you out, but…” he gave a shake of head, “I have ran out of patience.”
She fixed her gaze on him. It pleased her that he desired to be with her as much as she wanted to be with him.
“First thing tomorrow, I am going to buy an engagement ring.”
He kissed her lightly, “I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” his intensed gaze drilled into her surprised ones.
“I love you too,” she confessed.
“I want us to get married right after your convocation.”
“Isn’t that too soon?”
“Nope. I want to wait till our wedding night before I touch you. The sooner we get married, the better.”
She giggled and smiled in approval.