I just got back from a one week holiday in Malta. Although the sunshine was extreme, I enjoyed the beautiful island with lots of interesting history and culture. Returning to ones usual routine after a break can be hard sometimes, but I’m slowly getting there.
To start off the week, here is a little teaser from The Senator’s Daughter— The first of a trilogy I’m writing about three childhood friends, Nosa, Philip and Femi who all reside in Abuja, Nigeria. Enjoy.
They stood that way, locked in each other’s arms, drawing comfort from each other.
Slowly, Rita rose to her tiptoes and brushed a soft kiss to his lips. Nosa froze. His heart slammed into his chest.
He could feel the sensual change in the atmosphere. His heart began to pound rapidly inside his rib-cage, but he remained still, immobilised by a mixture of need and dread—the intense desire to, and fear of getting, lost in her embrace.
“Kiss me, Nosa,” Rita spoke in a hoarse whisper.
“Rita…” he protested weakly. He didn’t want to take advantage of her grief, of her trust. He tried to pull away, but she was having none of it. She secured her arms around him and pulled him closer.
“Kiss me, Nosa,” she whispered again.
Nosa’s gaze dropped to her full lips. They were parted slightly, welcoming, and pleading. He would oblige her, kiss her and let her go. Just one kiss and he would let her go. He couldn’t deny her this request. How could he? When he also wanted a taste of her succulent lips.
Heart hammering, he lowered his lips to hers and kissed her gently. The soft throaty sound she made scrambled his resolve. With a deep groan, he sought her mouth again. This time, his tongue probed her mouth.