Chapter Twenty-Four

She sat on her chair, and looked around from time to time, majorly at the door, wondering when Tade was going to come like they had planned. It had been five minutes already, and even if Itohan may not have any suspicions, Kate was highly inquisitive and seemed to have a functioning sixth sense. If there was any clue somewhere in the room, where could it be? Apart from the drawers and wardrobe, there was actually pretty nowhere that anyone could hide anything. She heaved a sigh. If only she could have the room all to herself for half an hour, she was confident that she could get to the bottom of all the things Tade kept hidden from her, except if her hunch was wrong and there was nothing that could give her a clue in his secret room. Just then, Tade barged into the office, looking like he had been in a hurry to get there. 'Hey," He said in a relaxed tone, as he spotted Bukunmi sitting on her chair. 'Hey," She responded. 'What's with that look? Did I keep you waiting?" He asked, removing his agbada. 'Well, what do you think?" She retorted. 'I'm sorry. I didn't want anyone to suspect anything. That's why I took my time before leaving the hall. Hope you're not mad," He said. 'I'm pretty good. You look really good," She complimented. He smiled, then removed his fila. 'Of course. I look good in anything I wear," He boasted mildly. 'Get out," She joked, with a short laugh. 'Never," He replied, laughing too. She smiled and stood up, then went over to meet him, running her hands over his beards, grinning from ear to ear. 'What now?" He asked, pretending like he wasn't enjoying the tingling sensation her touch sent through him. 'What's what now? Didn't you say you wanted to make out?" She fired back. He chuckled. 'Yeah. Why did you have to look so beautiful today? All that was on my mind back there was just kissing you, and even when the appetisers went round, it's you I thought of eating," He said. Bukunmi gasped. 'Why do you have to say such bad things?" She questioned. He shrugged. 'Because I can," He replied. She sighed and shook her head. 'Honestly, I'm tired of you. So, you were thinking of me all the time?" 'You're not wrong," He said, and just like that, crushed his lips on hers. She was slightly distracted from the thought of having some time alone in the secret room, and failed to return the kiss. He stopped kissing her, and looked at her all over. 'Are you fine? Did I do something wrong?" He asked. She shook her head in negativity. 'So, what's wrong?" He asked. This was it; the very opportunity she needed to get her way through. 'I actually am not comfortable with being here in the office. What if someone barges in or something?" She asked. 'Um...That's not going to happen. Anyways, you should have told me that instead of making me think I had done something wrong," He said, and removed the keys from his pocket. Also, wasn't it strange that he always carried the keys with him? He seemed to be really protective of the place, and something was definitely going on, which she was going to find out about no matter what she had to do. 'Come on in," He beckoned, upon unlocking the door. She smiled, held his hands and entered the room with him. She didn't wait for him to start like he always did. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him closer to her, and with a seductive smile, placed her lips on his, and he responded with a mutually intense desire for her, wetting her lips with his like her lip gloss hadn't done enough work, then unzipping her dress with one hand, slid his tongue into her mouth, sending adrenaline rushing through her in excitement. He let go of her lips, and nuzzled against her neck, letting moans escape from her mouth, as he gently groped her left boob and fondled with it lightly, even though he knew he wanted to hold it more tightly. She knew that grabbing unto him in the manner she had done was only to incite him into being busy with her, but she really did want him and was done with all the making out and children stuff. She wanted something more; she wanted him in her. 'You can undress me, you know," She said, in a small voice. Sparks of joy lit up his eyes. All the make out sessions they had had in the past had been with clothes on, and he never requested for more, because he knew he was lucky to even be touching her in the first place. However, Ibukunoluwami Ketu had finally given him permission to see the sexy body he knew lied underneath the clothes she always wore to cover up her sexiness. Tade didn't even bother to confirm if that was what she really wanted, to avoid her changing her mind. Slowly, he helped her get out of her dress, and soon, she stood in front of him with rhyming cotton black bra and panties. He stared at her from head to toe over and over again in awe, marvelled at how beautiful she was. Bukunmi licked her lips, and gazed at the floor, too shy to look Tade in the eyes. What had she been thinking? Why had she asked him to undress her? Now, she didn't know if she could go through with all she had signed up for. She had this incessantly overwhelming urge between her legs, but the embarrassment she felt could not be compared with the pressure and desire her emotions had, to get laid once and for all. Understanding that she was in shy mode and in a bid to make her feel less embarrassed, Tade pulled his singlet and top over his head together, then stepped out of his trousers, standing in front of her in Calvin Klein boxers. 'Hey," He called. She slowly looked up and swallowed upon seeing how he towered above her in all his masculinity. It seemed as though his hey had been to ask her to feed her eyes. She may not have been sure about any other thing at that moment, but she was totally sure that if there was anything she had achieved in her life, it was the privilege of getting Tade be the first to see her the way she was, and after seeing the hot body standing in front of her, she didn't feel shame anymore. In fact, she didn't know what that word meant anymore. Calming her trembling fingers, she reached out to touch him, and trailed her fingers from his chest, down to his belly button, getting lost in his eyes. He grabbed unto her left hand, which was now on his navel, and led it down to his scrotum. He watched her with a smirk plastered on his face, as she tried to resist the urge to touch him down there. She couldn't hold it back any longer, as she grabbed on to his erected penis, which obviously wanted her there and then. Pushing her to the bed, he undid her bra and slid his fingers into her panties, savouring her wetness with his hands, stimulating her more, and as he fondled aggressively with her boobs, she gasped and moaned uncontrollably, spreading her legs wider, and kept pulling him closer to her, with her arms which were wrapped around his back. She wanted him...she needed him. She felt short of breath as he smothered her face with kisses, and ripped her panties from her, flinging them to one corner of the room. He then went on to bury his head in between her breasts, as he held onto them and caressed them passionately, making her moan louder in orgasm. Thankfully, the room was soundproofed, and no one could hear the sounds of her delightful screams of pleasure. 'I want you," He whispered. 'Then, have me," She responded, also in a whisper. With a pleased smile at her response, his fingers caressed her from her face, down to her navel, and after pausing for a little while, making her long for him more, he played with her with his finger, and soon, thrust it into her, pushing it in and back out, getting more morale from her heightened moans, as she called out his name, begging him for more. She wanted the full package, and his finger was certainly not going to cut it. Stretching her arms, she pulled down his boxers, stroking his baby, a means of begging him to satisfy her needs already. She was dripping wet, and had released several orgasms, waiting for him. He played with her some more, and watched as her stomach clenched tighter, needing him more than ever. It was time, and he was going to make her have the most memorable time of her life. He only hoped she didn't hate him after this experience. Calculatedly, he slowly thrust his penis into her tiny hole. She grabbed tighter unto his neck and moaned loud. It was painful, but it didn't stop her from yearning for more. She had never felt the way she did before, and as he kept on riding her without slowing down, the pain gradually started to depart, leaving room for only the pleasure to remain. She held onto him, her legs flexed over his back, pulling him closer to her, knowing that she may regret a lot of things, but certainly cherish the memory of Tade making her feel like a woman. His phone began to ring. 'Just one sec," He said, and left her immediately, going to get his phone from his trousers' pocket. A feeling of shame surged through her, and she began wondering why she had let herself become another one of Tade's conquests. To her, what had happened meant something really special, but she knew it meant nothing to him, and that realisation hurt like hell. Her thighs hurt like crazy, and despite how vulnerable she thought she had been to the extent of regretting what had happened a few minutes ago, she still wanted him. It was as though she couldn't get enough of him. She drew the sheets around her bosoms to cover up her nakedness, which she knew was pointless since he had already seen her naked, but still felt it would lessen the feeling of embarrassment which she felt. He came to the bed and sat beside her, while she lay, then held her hand and squeezed it affectionately. 'You gotta go?" She asked, already knowing what he had in mind to say to her. He nodded in the affirmative. 'Someday, I'll have to hide your phone. Every time we get busy, it rings, then you have to go," She said. He planted a kiss on her forehead. 'I'm sorry, babe. I hate to sound like a jerk, but I really just can't stay here. My dad is around now, and he needs me to be present at the occasion. If I did have a choice, I would have stayed right here with you," He said. 'Indeed." 'Don't be like that. I promise to make it up to you," He pledged. 'Sure?" She asked. 'Yeah." He then left her side, and hurriedly wore back his clothes, straightening them out with his hands, before spraying cologne all over, and applying a hand sanitizer on his hands. She wanted to climb out of the bed, so she could wear back her clothes, when a sharp pain shot through her. She winced in pain, and his attention drifted to her. 'Hey, easy," He said, walking to the bed. Boom! An idea came to her. There was no way in the world that Tade was going to leave her alone in the room...unless she faked illness, and she was well aware he cared about her. 'it's just...my lower abdomen hurts," She said. 'Lie on your back," He said, then proceeded to rub her lower abdomen, massaging it with his hands. 'I feel really dizzy and weak. You should have warned me," She said. 'But you enjoyed it, right?" He asked. She nodded, with a faint smile. 'I sure did." 'You know what? I really need to go now. Why don't you take a nap here? You can come out when you feel better, is that okay with you?" He asked. Finally, she had the opportunity to be alone in the room, and she hadn't even asked. Her desire had been granted to her on a platter of gold, and all she had done was pretend to be really hurt. Of course, she was hurt, but she was a strong woman, and could actually leave the room if she wanted to. 'What do you say?" He asked, drawing her from her thoughts. She nodded her head. 'Sure, I'll stay here and catch some sleep. Thanks," She said, and gave a wry smile. 'I'll try to get away from the occasion as soon as I can. I'm truly sorry for leaving you here by yourself," He said. 'It's fine," Bukunmi told him, resisting the urge to tell him he was actually doing her a favour by not being there with her. If he was there, she certainly wouldn't be able to go on with her plans, and she could not afford that at the moment. He stood up from the bed, then began walking out of the room, and he suddenly stopped at the door, making her wonder if he had remembered that he had left her in his secret room, which he was so protective of. 'Just so you know, I'm glad to have been your first," He said, shot a smile in her direction, winked, then walked out of the room, closing it gently behind her. Bukunmi didn't know why, but a smile lit up her face. He had known that she was a virgin, and it had been a blissful experience for her. She wanted to have that experience all over again, if she didn't hate him after today. She curled up in the bed, closing her eyes and acting like she were asleep, just in case he was still somewhere around, spying on her. In her head, she began to count 1-100 slowly, struggling hard not to fall asleep in the process, even though she dozed off quite a number of times, and had to start recounting from the beginning, till she finally got it right ten minutes later, and was sure that there was no way he could still be watching her, since she had played a very well convincing role of a deflowered lady who was still in so much pains, and had finally fallen asleep. Opening her eyes, she searched around with her eyes to see if she was being watched, and certain that she wasn't being watched, slid out of the bedsheets, and went to get her underwear, which had been tossed in different directions of the room. Slipping them on, she grabbed her dress and wore it, ignoring the pains in her stomach and thighs. If she didn't do it now, she may never get another chance to do it. Opportunity, they say, comes but once. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and irrespective of whether her hunch was right or wrong about the secret room, she wasn't going to know, until she acted on the hunch. 'It's high time I got you that justice, dad," She mouthed, and with a determined look evident on her face, proceeded to search every nook and cranny of the room, with a strong will to leave no stone unturned in bringing her father's murderers to book.