Lust in Ecstasy: Love, Lies and Revenge-Chapter 22 -

I finally stepped out of my room. Esther's room was down the hallway, I tried eavesdropping if I could hear anything from her room but I heard nothing.

I gave up and decided it was time to eat before I passed out from hunger. I left for the kitchen.

Getting to the kitchen, I saw the food Joyce and Abigail had cooked earlier in the morning. Jollof rice and crispy chicken.

It was cold so I had to microwave it. I took the portion of rice I could finish and 3 chicken laps, put it in the microwave and I set the timer to 10 minutes. I didn't feel like waiting around so I went the sitting room to watch English Premier League highlights.

I finally heard Esther coming down the stairs, she was all dressed up and seemed to be heading out, she looked really sad and this made me uneasy, I stood up, walked up to her, I met her by the door. She didn't say a word to me and I felt like I did something bad to her.

I held her hand and asked softly. "What's wrong with you?". She didn't say anything. And then I saw tears streaming down her cheeks.

I hated seeing people cry. Especially when I might have been the reason behind it.

I held her hand with my left hand, wiping her tears off with my right hand. I was quite taller than she was so I raised her head by lifting her chin up, looking into her eyes and asked again.

"Did I do something wrong?"

She finally spoke and told me what was wrong.

Turns out she was the emotionally unstable type of girl who covered her insecurities by being mean to everyone lower than her. Because it made her feel better?

She also said I would start seeing her like a slut. She made me promise no one would know about what happened and she wouldn't bother me anymore.

"Listen, I don't think you're a slut" I said trying to assure her. "But I'm curious why did you do it?". I continued.

She looked at me, smiling and said she couldn't help it. She had been turned on by the idea that I was spying on her and when she saw my hard-on yesterday she just wanted a taste of it.

"Sounds like slut activity to me but okay," I thought.

"There's nothing wrong with you feeling like that" I said as I leaned to kiss her forehead. I intended on just kissing her on the cheek but when I looked her, her eyes were closed already, her lips eagerly waiting for mine.

I couldn't help it though, I was full of guilt enough that the only thing I could do was to give her what she wanted. And so I kissed her.

We started kissing sensually, our tongues dancing to the symphony of desire in our mouths. She pushed me to the wall of the lobby, suddenly turning around, pushing her ass into me and starting grinding on my dick which was beginning to get excited.

She turned her head around, reaching for my lips and locking them into mine. She put her right hand on my head, pushing it and kissing me passionately.

I reached for her tits and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra, so I slipped my hands into her top and fondled her boobs tenderly, slowly rolling both her nipples between my index fingers and the thumbs.

She kept grinding on me, like a video vixen. Sensing she was beginning to struggle I turned her around and continued kissing her.

We kissed for few seconds then I felt her hands go down on me again as she massaged my dick through my clothes, showing she wasn't tired for anything.

But there was something wrong with my confidence, if anything were to happen I wasn't sure I would last for more than 2 minutes because what happened earlier was just me on drugs.

"With the way things are going we might end up doing it again. She's already addicted to this dick" I thought, smiling to myself.

I needed a way to break free though as I wasn't prepared to go for another round. And just then the microwave in the kitchen started beeping.

"Ummm, babe I should probably go check that out," I said as I stopped kissing her.

She just looked at me and sighed, then she said "You just got saved by that microwave,"

"What do you mean I got saved?," I thought in my mind as I watched her bite her lower lip and she whispered. "Let's save that blowjob for later babe. Thank you!". She gave me a quick kiss, opened the door and left the house.

I just stood there, eyes widened in shock... I didn't even know what to think at that point. My mind flashed back to the blowjob she gave me earlier and how she nearly snatched my soul.

"You're welcome" was all I utter. I wanted it of course, besides what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger right? I don't know how that relates to this but I said it anyway.

Still standing at the spot, I took a deep breath and adjusted my clothes. I started walking towards the kitchen when I suddenly remembered that I needed to call Asamoah and tell him I was fine.

I went back to my room, picked up my phone and dialed his number. Asamoah picked up on the first ring, his voice laced with concern.

"Bro, what's up? You good?"

I exhaled, trying to keep my tone light. "Yeah... Yeah I'm okay man, no cause for alarm."

"You sure? You don't sound like it," he pressed. "You kept pestering me like an hour ago?"

For a moment, I considered telling him the truth, that I had slept with Faith's sister. But I decided against it. Even when he kept asking, I couldn't bring myself to say it. Instead, I settled for a lie.

"It's just one babe from the estate," I said casually.

Asamoah didn't sound convinced, but he let it slide. "I see, Alright then"

"Yeah, how's Yvonne by the way?"

"Haven't set eyes on her since yesterday," he replied. "She's stays with her mom."

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A brief silence settled between us before he cut straight to the point. "Listen, I don't really care about all that drama between you and Faith. What I do want to know is... Did you fuck with her?"

I chuckled, shaking my head even though he couldn't see me. "Nah, I didn't but let's forget about that. That girl is not worth the stress."

Asamoah sighed but didn't push further.

"Take care of yourself, Later man." He said as he ended the call.

I dropped my phone and headed to the kitchen, dished my food on a plate and went to the sitting room to eat.

After eating, I just sat in the sitting room chilling and watching football highlights. And then I heard it. The bell of gate rang, and I knew it was Joyce, Faith and Abigail back from where they went.

My pulse raced as I stood up, I took a few deep breaths before heading outside.