“Harper, come here quick,” my cousin shouted in excitement.
“What girl, you know that I’m packing for my trip to go home,” I yelled back at her.
“Trust me boo, you’d want to see this. Hurry.”
Walking to her in a fit of frustration, I demanded, “if you are calling me for some shit again Ida, you’d be in a shit load of trouble. What?”
“Look,” she said pointing to the TV screen.
With hands-on my hips I turned towards the screen to see the last person that I expected to ever see again. Spinning to look at Ida, to find her watching me.
“How long has it been?” Ida questioned.
“Not long enough.” I looked at the screen one last time before I walked back to my room. Now wasn’t the time to be thinking about Seth El Hassan.
***
Forty-eight hours later, my flight landed at Cairo International Airport. After passing through passport control, baggage retrieval, and customs, I made my way to get a taxi to take me home.
I thought that it would have been difficult in getting transport, but I was wrong. Within ten minutes, I got a taxi. And in an hour, I was opening the door to my family’s house.
No one was home this time of the year, so I had the house to myself for a few months. I didn’t mind, it gave me a chance to relax.
A few weeks later, whilst coming back from a deli, I got soaked, when some of the neighborhood’s kids accidentally threw a few water balloons on me. So I had to take a shower as soon as I got home.
When I was coming out of the bath, I heard the doorbell rang. I hurriedly dried my skin, and jumped into a black spaghetti dress, and ran down the stairs. When I opened the door, I came face to face with Seth.
****
“What do you want Seth,” I demanded after staring him down for a few seconds.
“You Harper,” he admitted.
Swallowing several times, I looked him straight into his eyes and announced, “You are five years too late Seth, please leave,” and I began closing the door. But he wedged his feet between the space.
With clenched teeth, I said, “Haven’t you done enough to me Seth? You took what you wanted all those years ago, then left. Why are you here now, hmm. I have nothing left for you to take…LEAVE!” I shouted at him.
“I can’t, not until you know the reasons behind my disappearance. Hear me out. Please,” he begged.
Exhaling deeply, I opened the door for him to enter. “You have five minutes. By the way. How did you know that I was home?” I asked, walking behind him.
“We are neighbors Harper. Or have you forgotten?”
“No I haven’t. It’s just, I know that you’re a very busy man.”
“Keeping tabs on me I see.”
“Don’t flatter yourself. Can you get on with whatever it is that you wanted to say please. You’re interrupting my “me time.”
We had a staring contest before he looked away, then said. “There were some very dangerous people after me. I had to leave to protect you.”
“Right,” I drawled.
“I’m serious. It’s been taken care of now but by the time we got all of them, years had passed and I thought that you had moved on.”
Walking towards him in a fit of rage, I shouted, “If you had called me, you would have known. But you treated me like a fucking child and left me in the dark. Fuck Seth, you made me love you, and then you broke my heart.” Turning my back to him, my shoulders slumped in defeat.
He came up to me and wrapped his arms around my body and whispered in my hair, “From the bottom of my heart طفل (baby). I’m so, so sorry, I thought that you stopped loving me and found someone else.”
Turning around, I looked up at him and whispered, “I have never stopped loving you Seth El Hassan.” I admitted to him.
He held my head in his hands and leaned in to kiss me. I watched as he lowered his head, licked his lips, then opened his mouth to capture mines.
I moved away just as his tongue touched my lips. He tilted his head and looked at me with his golden eyes that always burned into my skin.
Smirking erotically, he instructed, “Take off your thongs and hook your legs over that chair arm and open up wide for me.” I was sure that I hadn’t heard him right. But from the seriousness in his eyes, I knew that I had heard right. Shit, how did he know that I was wearing a thong? I quaked and opened my mouth to refuse, but he beat me to it.
“Do I have to remind you of what happened the last time that you disobeyed me حبيبي,?” (My love) he questioned as he sat in the opposite chair.
Shaking my head, I took off the thong then lifted both my legs and let them hang over the chair arm.
His gaze focused between my thighs on my exposed pussy. My clit throbbed with excitement. “Touch yourself,” he instructed.
“Do it as if no one was here but you. Show me how you’ve kept yourself sane all these years without me.”
My fingers soon found the spot, and my lips fell open as my fingers felt my erect clit. My breath came out in gasps, as pleasure swelled inside me. I kept my strokes low and sensual. I wasn’t just pleasing myself, I was teasing this motherfucker at the same time. I wanted to see how much I could affect him.
The sensation that I was giving myself made me wiggle my hips in response. My toes curled, and my legs clenched as my breathing quickened until short spurts of air were all I could take. But I never took my eyes off him. I moaned out as if I had a cock in me.
His fist clenched so hard that his knuckles turned white. I began smacking my pussy to the point where it became painful, just before my finger slipped into my pussy.
“Fuck,” he said.
He groaned and sat up straighter in his chair. His control was slipping. The big bad wolf was losing his control. Never taking my eyes off him, I pushed my finger inside me as if I was challenging him to come and get it. This whole scene was turning him on.
But then I felt my climax build. I closed my eyes for a moment and forgot for a moment that he was there, as I chased after my release. I did what I have never done before, I inserted three fingers into my pussy. I wanted him to see, to be shocked. That need had been building for years. I gave my pussy another hard slap and my back arched off the chair as a trickle of my juice oozed down from my pussy.
I saw him jump from his chair, and in seconds he was on me. Flinging my hands aside, he covered my pussy with his mouth in a brutal suck. I cried out in pure ecstasy as waves of pleasure locked my body. He threw an arm across my stomach to keep me in place. With hard licks, he lapped up my juices from my ass straight up to my clit like a thirsty animal.
It was nothing that I have ever experienced or imagine. His tongue dug into me, as my hands gripped his black hair. Swinging my legs off the chair and around his head, I locked them against the side of his head trapping him. His hand gripped around my legs, pulling me closer to him.
“Fuck,” I shouted. I was about to cum. Placing both legs on the floor, I pushed us forward, and we fell on the carpet, my pussy was still in his mouth. Shamelessly I began to ride his mouth, wetting his lips with my pussy juice. I swore that I heard him chuckle, but I was too far gone to register the sound.
With my hand on the ground, I rode his mouth like a hungry animal. When his teeth bit my clit without warning, I exploded on him, “Mother of God,” I shouted. My entire body spasmed and I landed on the floor.
My fingers grabbed the carpet as my eyes rolled at the back of my head. Even then my hips still moved on his mouth. As the feelings ticked by, I tried to contain the sweet torture that was still rocking my body. I regained my composure and my face found its way back to a normal rhythm.
Then I realized that my pussy was still on his face, and exposed to him. “Shit, sorry.”
I started to rise, but once again, his hand stopped me. Looking down at him, I saw that he brought his hands around my hips and locked them in place with his iron grip.
He spread me further apart and began to lick me clean. It was too much for me, that I found myself once again struggling to breathe. “Seth, stop I can’t take any more,” I begged of him. He was relentless as he lapped up every trace of my juices from between my pussy and the crack of my ass. He completely ignored me and began grunting and rubbing his head back and forth on my pussy. “Seth,” I begged once more.
He looked at me as he continued devouring the nectar from between my legs. Stopping suddenly, he lifted me off the floor and placed me on top of his body for me to feel the throbbing and the imprint of his massive cock. Closing my eyes and saying a word of prayer, because I was about to die.