Mchovya Asali …

Part 2


“Well, I have to leave Julie. It’s been a pleasure getting to know each other well.” I was still lost in his wide eyes. He leaned in for a hug. Why not? I stood up and got engulfed within his wide chest and masculine arms. I could feel the air under my breath getting warmer by the moment. My body felt different. I could feel the weight on my chest and the pace of my pulse increase. He slid his hands to the sides of my stomach and let them rest on my waist. A tingling sensation ran down my spine so sharply that a small groan escaped my lips.

Still in his arms, our eyes locked. I felt embarrassed and excited at the same time. What is this feeling? That very moment, all I wanted was to make a bad decision.

I shifted my attention to his pink lips. They drew closer. He had very warm fresh breath. Was this really happening? This felt like one of the dreams that kept me in between blankets even past my alarm time. I enjoyed this feeling. There was no other place I would rather be than there, at that moment. Nyashinski’s Malaika in the background of the awfully silent room was like butter on toast.

His nose touched mine. I shut my eyes to enjoy this moment of bliss. I had lost all conscience. His grip on my waist got firm. He pulled my body towards his. I could feel his rod against my waist and thighs. A wave of heat moved up my body and caused me to press hard against him.

I felt his top lip touch mine. I let him kiss my lips. It felt like heaven. I felt shock waves all over my body. The itch in my armpit was nothing compared to the impulse of tingling sensations that were doing rounds all over my body. I dug my claws into his back, clutching onto his sweatshirt.

These five seconds of forbidden passion were ruthlessly interrupted by loud footsteps outside my door. For a moment, I imagined Ann walking in on us. I was so frightened. I suddenly pulled myself away from him. I got back to my senses. What was I doing?๐Ÿ™Š

Prince Charming’s face was riddled by bewilderment. I really felt embarrassed. I dug my face into my palms. I was so stupid. There was no one outside the door. I couldn’t look at him straight in the eye. Even though I was regretting my actions, every inch of me wanted to get back on him.

He cleared his throat, breaking the pin-drop awkward silence. “I’m sorry,” he started, “I didn’t mean to. I got carried away…”

“No, I’m sorry”

“I guess, I have to leave now. Thank you for hosting me.”

As he was leaving the room, he turned back and smiled, “It’s Saatvik. Not Steve. That’s Ann’s way of pronouncing it.”


Ann never got to know about that. I wouldn’t dare tell her. Life was getting uncomfortable watching both of them enjoy themselves. I couldn’t stand that sight. Was I getting jealous? I envied Ann. All I could think of was Saatvik. His name ironically means pious. He didn’t seem to have any reverence for his deity. A sinner he was, like all of us.

I had resolved to let bygones be bygones. “School has more guys than this Steve guy. I’m pretty and I can find true love. Who needs a man anyway? I had been fine on my own.” These and many other thoughts just highlighted how much of a clown I had become.


A week flew by so fast and it was another Friday. In my usual Friday afternoon attire of snoosey loosey. (Now hold up๐Ÿ˜‚ don’t google that. I made it up.) A crazy sense of deja vu struck when the door was knocked. However, this time, before I could get to the door, a key rolled in the keyhole and the door flung open. It was Saatvik ๐Ÿ˜ but with Ann๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ˜ฃ.

The duo was packing to go home for the weekends. I sat silently, listening to their weekend plans that ranged between getting totally high and totally wasted. I occasionally stole a glance from Steve who would give off a smirk that would send me blushing quietly like a fool. He had some charm. Some charisma.

Ann realized she didn’t have her phone charger. She had left it at Joy’s room in hall IX. “Babe, lemme rush for my charger at Joy’s. Won’t be long. Both of y’all don’t misbehave alright?” She giggled, passing it off like a joke. Had she known the secrets the walls of our room held within themselves, she wouldn’t have dared.

I stared hard at my phone. My anxiety was getting out of hand. I saw him stand from the corner of my eye and slowly move towards me. I could smell him from where I had sat. On my bed. He sat beside me, slowly, smoothly.

I couldn’t ignore him any longer. He placed his left hand on my thigh and gently caressed it. His right hand snatched my phone from my hands. Even though I pretended to be unbothered by this, I wished that he could throw me against the wall and hump the life out of my body. Just saying.

“How have you been, since the last time?”

Lonely. Sad. Definitely jealous. Currently as horny as Delilah herself.๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ But I couldn’t answer. I didn’t answer.

He placed his hand on my cheek and turned my face towards him. My eyes met his gleaming eyes. This triggered my heart’s pace. I was completely under his will and I think he knew.

He stood up and went to the door. He shut it tight. I was staring at my thighs, blankly. He reached out for my hand and pulled me to stand.

“Ann is going to find us…” He placed his index finger on my lips. “Sshh.”

I was barely a centimeter from him, turned on like stadium floodlights in a night game. His palms slid behind my ass and held them like the fine pair that they were. I felt a pull towards his shlong. My hand ran through his silky hair to the back of his neck. He squeezed me gently. I loved this. I loved all of this. I took a deep breath and broke into an uncontrollable whine.

He leaned in for a kiss. On my neck. Bliss. He whispered into my ear, “I know you want this as bad as I do.”

I honestly did.

There and then, the door creaked open.


…to be continued

part 3