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EP 7

On the getting into the room Peter grabbed her hand and pulled her down. He knew what those lips licking and seductive eyes of Bunmi were meant for. He could have her right here, right now and continue his main mission tomorrow.
Bunmi’s legs went weak as the door closed behind them. She felt Peter’s mouth on hers, his lips tasting of vodka and cranberry juice, sweet. She opened her mouth.
At that moment she felt his hand come up beneath her gown, heard the rustle of material giving way, felt his warm hand between her legs, ripping aside the satin panties to caress her v—a. She put her arms around his neck and hung there as he opened his trousers. Then he placed both hands beneath her bare buttocks and lifted her.
She gave a little hop in the air so that both her legs were wrapped around his upper thighs. His tongue was in her mouth and she s—-d on it. He gave a savage t—-t that banged her head against the door. She felt something burning pass between her thighs.
She let her right hand drop from his neck and reached down to guide him. Her hand closed around an enormous, blood-gorged pole of muscle. It pulsated in her hand like an animal and almost weeping with grateful ecstasy she pointed it into her own wet, turgid flesh. The t—-t of its entering, the unbelievable pleasure made her gasp, brought her legs up almost around his neck, and then like a quiver, her body received the savage arrows of his lightning-like thrusts; innumerable, torturing; arching her pelvis higher and higher until she reached a shattering c—-x, felt his hardness break and then the crawly flood of semen over her thighs.
She could swear she had never had it like this. Slowly her legs relaxed from around his body, slid down until they reached the floor. They leaned against each other, out of breath.

EP 8

Ile-Ife, 2006
“Olowo ori mi, what do you have to say about the matter at hand?’’ Ireti asked
‘’I don’t see any matter here, Ireti. I already told you to let these kids be.” Ooni Adelowo responded.
‘’Ah! Adelowo, you don’t seem to understand. My son’s involvement with this low-life girl has a negative impact…’’
‘’Look here madam…..’’ He started to say with all seriousness, ‘’I don’t know why you keep beating yourself up about this. Just because we were fortunate to come from a royal family doesn’t not make those who didn’t have a lesser god. Besides, they are still teenagers. The feelings, I’m sure, will fade away as life gets real.’’
‘’Is that all you have to say?!’’ she cried out in frustration.
‘’Well, on this matter, yes. Please let this be last time you’re going to bring this irrelevant subject up.’’ The king fired back.
Ko ko ko The sound of a knock on the door.
“Come on in’’ Ooni asked whoever was at the other side.
Isamotu, one of the guards in the palace stepped in to inform the king that the chiefs were all waiting in the visitors’ room.
‘’I’ll be there in few minutes.’’ The king said, while Ireti motion her hand for the guard to leave. He did.
‘’Ehen, Ireti….’’
‘’Hold up! Hold up!’’, Ireti screeched ‘’Please go ahead and meet your chiefs to discuss the town issues because that’s the only thing that falls into you relevant subject category.’’
‘’Olori…’’ the king barely muttered as he stood to his feet to exit the room. ‘’I deserve a grammy for keeping you for all of these years’’
‘’Then I deserve an Oscar for tolerating you all along.’’
The both chuckled as the king vanished from her presence.
Ireti beckoned on one of her valets. ‘’Get me Aremu.’’ She ordered.
Few minutes later, the valet was back with Aremu.
The queen gestured at the valet to excuse them. She then fed Aremu with the details on how she intended to end the love affair between her son and Nike. She threatened to send Aremu away from the palace if he fails to play his role efficiently in the ’end-the-Deji-and-Nike-affair’ drama she wrote in her head.
Ireti knew if Deji was to going to trust anyone with information it was going to be Aremu. She knew how close they were. The poor boy had no choice than to consent to the devilish plan.
‘’My mother won’t be home till sun set.’’ Nike said staring at Deji as he laid beside her.
‘’I wish I don’t have to avoid her meeting me here.’’ Deji complained in frustration.
‘’Yes. But you know mama wants a clean slate with the queen.’’
‘’Yeah I got it.’’
Nike had become an essential part of Deji’s life since they met at the lake side over two years ago. The lake side was just few miles away from the palace and had served as one of Deji’s favourite getaway.

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