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Back and better! This is particularly juicy and because you had to wait a whole week, to compensate, it’s longer! Without much ado, enjoy! (PG 16+)

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About the author 


Memshima Igba has always had a way with words from an early age. She believes storytelling is a portal to another world due to early influences from books like Mothers Choice and Passport of Mallam Illiya. When she’s not writing or making characters in her head she’s watching anime with her favourite walkers chips. She loves hearing talk about her stories so don’t be shy to compliment or critique her.

Ray’s Lust.




So it’s been exactly three weeks since Boma and I had our dramatic reunion and I must admit it was even more fun catching up, flirting and trading stories mostly through calls and texts due to the busy nature of our jobs. I was still amazed by how much he had going for him. Asides the enormous trust fund he got from his parents he was easily a millionaire in his own rights, with 6 restaurants and bar establishments both in the country and abroad.

A quick look at my phone screen read “11:30 am”. I didn’t know why today I felt nervous. We were meeting for dinner which shouldn’t be a big deal right? Well, it was a huge deal for me!

I quickly texted my best friend in our own code for romantic issues “MAJOR HUNK ALERT” and thankfully she was already on her way before I texted. Lisa is a ball of energy, she can be everywhere at anytime, literally but you can’t help but fall in love with her obnoxious ways and momma bear protectiveness. “I knew something was up when you didn’t talk to me for two whole weeks you bitch” she said immediately she entered. Dressed in blue ripped jeans and a white tee, the curvy to my skinny friend went straight to my fridge and grabbed a can of Fanta. “Spill” she commanded, after a huge gulp.

Excitedly, I did as I was told.

After my edited version of events concluding with the imminent dinner, Lisa looked at me with the most serious eyes and said “Please go and eat with this seemingly amazing guy and come back with more info. Who knows, he might be your last?” and burst out laughing. Although embarrassed, the idea of Boma being a permanent fix in my life was a little too appealing.

Shut up jo!” I retorted weakly

A little after 7pm I parked my car In front of the restaurant. A quick text to Boma confirmed that he was inside the building. The restaurant reminded me of a treehouse (a really expensive treehouse). Still appreciating the simple architecture of the place; wood was pretty much used for everything, including the plates and spoons, even the table mats were made with little rafts. I was just beginning to imagine that the waiters would be dressed in something woody… I didn’t notice when a hand slipped round my waist, pulled me close and whispered “You do look beautiful tonight, your gown, have I ever mentioned that red is my favorite colour?”. I turned to face my dinner companion. He looked drop dead gorgeous in his casual wear. “Oh hey you don’t look bad your self” I said smiling back at him.

The dinner went smoothly with more laughs over glasses of wine. This night couldn’t get any better I thought as Boma excused himself, until I heard his voice.

The slimy jerk, Femi.

What are the odds that he’ll be at the same place with me at the same motherfucking time? I was not ready to deal with him him or his obnoxious attitude, definitely not today at least. “Do my eyes deceive me?” He said walking up to our table with a creepy smile pasted on his face. I would have done anything to wipe not just the smirk on his face, but his entire being from this place. Trying my best to ignore him I concentrated on my glass of red wine while I waited for Boma. Fun fact red wine has different shades of red. “And you are?” Boma asked immediately appearing beside me. Femi apparently not fazed by the new addition said maliciously “Oh babe why didn’t you tell your new toy about me, or are you perhaps shy of me?” It took everything I had not to give him a dramatic wine in the face treatment. If I wasn’t already falling for Boma, what he did next definitely made an impression on me. “I would advice you do not bother us and go back to your table“. Boma looked like he was testing his patience with the nuisance. A part of me really hoped Boma would hit him or do something to deflate that demons ego. Femi obviously not taking heed to the warning proceeded to seat on the extra chair in the table.

So, I guess you are missing me since you’re already unto the next available thing and it hasn’t even been up to a month since we broke up” he said looking from Boma to me. “Let’s leave here” Boma whispered in my ear. To be honest I would have rather disappeared into thin air than take those steps out. Slowly rising to my feet with Boma’s hands around my waist I tried to imagine how my life had come to this. What offence did I commit in my past life to have met this vile man? Suddenly, Femi grabbed my arm, I’m guessing in order to stop me from leaving. “Please let go of the lady’s hand” Boma said with a tone not mirroring his calm face. “Oh really? A lady you say? my little poodle” Femi replied with a nasty glint in his eyes showing a much darker side to him I didn’t know existed, or I had kept a blind eye to, I became scared, was he drunk? In the past that pet name he just mentioned made me feel cared for, like a delicate little china vase, or even the cute flurry animal itself but right now in this situation he might have as well called me a bitch to my face. “Are you sure you’re not going to the back of the restaurant for some dirty quickie with your new toy?” the heat of shame I felt in my face…tears just weld in my eyes at the insult. Next thing I knew, I saw Femi on the floor with a bloodied nose and Boma beside me looking super pissed off. OMG! right now he looked like an actual hero, damnit he was my superman. “Let’s go” he muttered as he practically carried me out of the restaurant. a jolly good show we must have been! *sign*

The drive back home though silent wasn’t awkward. “Thank you for tonight” I said quietly feeling more embarrassed than thankful. “Ray you don’t need to be thankful. I had to do everything in my power not to have killed that guy tonight“. I had to smile. This was a real life Prince Charming, sadly he wasn’t mine. I invited him inside for a little nightcap which thankfully he accepted. Sitting together on the sofa we managed to talk about everything except what happened tonight. I was really thankful I was with him today when I faced Femi. Not really thinking at this point I leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on his lips. As I leaned back a little shy, his response was definitely not what I expected. He pulled me back and ran his thumb over my lips.

Oh my days this was really happening. I wasn’t complaining heck, I’ve been dreaming about this man every night since I met him. “You don’t know how long I’ve thought about kissing you” he said in a voice that clearly portrayed his emotions at the moment. The ensuing kiss was beyond my wildest dreams. Everything about the kiss promised pleasure, protection and everything good. Yup, I’m a goner! Damn! this man could kiss me forever and I wouldn’t even be tired. Clothes had to come off and fast! As though he read my mind, he asked. “Do you want this? Because I will never take advantage of you“. Yes yes yes my heart and girl parts screamed but my head sent warning bells and so my mouth was confused “uhm… Yes… No…. Oh God this is so confusing I don’t know what-” I was cut off with another kiss from him. Sparks flew and the only words I could now form in my head was Yes. I grabbed him and looked into his eyes and I knew I wanted this man. That was the fucking green light he needed and oh the kiss he used to answer me was a definite even more so. His hands on my naked skin was like liquid fire racing all the way to my toes. I was very aware of how much of a man he was. Oh believe me he is the perfect male specimen. “Damn Ray your body is going to be the death of me. I can’t…even…begin…” and with that his mouth trailed little kisses down my neck. I couldn’t even come to terms with the fact that I was driving this hunk nuts. With those words I felt like the most beautiful woman and I saw in his eyes that he was really speaking the way he felt. His fingers trailed south till it found my wet aching place. One, two fingers slipped in. Immediately a wave of sensations hit me. The way his fingers their worked magic was beyond me. I felt the growing energy within me begging to be released. Like a crazed woman I moved to the rhythm he had provided. My whole body tensed before I had the most amazing orgasm in my whole life and just from his fingers. He looked no where near ready to let me go and honestly neither did I. Placing my legs on his shoulder he positioned his head directly in front of my wet place. The first visit from his tongue had me already twisting and turning. I always knew his mouth was destined for greatness and this was beyond greatness. As the second orgasm crashed into me I had to wonder how nice it would be have passionate love making regularly. He was fumbling around for his wallet to grab a condom when I pulled him back “I’m clean and I’m on the pill you?” The smile on his face had to be the brightest and he confirmed his clean bill of health. But my eyes went to his tool and my mouth watered. I had to taste him just as he did to me. Kneeling on the sofa I motioned for him to stand. I took him in and in seconds our  movements became frenzied with him trying and failing to stay in control. His orgasm hit him hard and the look of disbelief on his face was quite weird. “Did I do something wrong?” I asked although I wasn’t sure I would be able to take the answer. I would literally die of embarrassment if I had messed up with him. “Oh God no Ray. I was just shocked is all.” He said grinning like a kid. “Ok…about?”

You my dear, you shocked me” he pulled me up, looked at me in wonder before pressing a kiss on my forehead. Ok, that compliment made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. “Wanna go to the bedroom” he asked? “With pleasure” I smiled as he picked me up to the room.

This man made love to me in ways I could not even begin to think was possible. I knew I had fallen for him and there was no turning back…


19 comments on “RAY’S LUST (3)

  1. ada
    June 28, 2016

    Was worth the wait, Thanks for that dear, you did justice to it….. I enjoyed it.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. yvonne
    June 28, 2016

    Ohhh!! Wet aching part…u pipu kill me ooo…pls part 4 oo

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Chimdalu
    June 28, 2016

    Hmmm!!! No comment o! I reserve my comment mehn…


  4. Izetak Angai
    June 28, 2016

    Hmm was my reaction too and since someone has beat me to it imma let the hausa out.
    Toh toh toh

    Liked by 2 people

  5. Green
    June 29, 2016

    Oh wow!!! Jus yummy!!! 😋👅👅
    Jus as I expected “they banged!!” ☺️ Good read girl… Keep it coming!! 👏🏿👏🏿👏🏿 I’m here for this 🙇🏿

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Boma
    June 29, 2016

    Hmmm Boma nice nice

    Liked by 2 people

  7. Farouk
    June 29, 2016

    Nice read👏, I enjoyed it. Am sha still vexing they hooked up, too cliché.

    Liked by 2 people

  8. Moji
    June 30, 2016

    This was awesome! The story drew me in. I wanted it to end quickly and not end at the same time! Great job Memshima!

    Liked by 1 person

  9. chinenye
    June 30, 2016

    This is my favorite episode so far

    Liked by 1 person

  10. uchenna ebirim
    July 12, 2016

    “The first visit from his tongue…” oshey august visitor. Well done, Anita

    Liked by 1 person

  11. ijeoma
    August 23, 2016

    Hmmm zubie

    Liked by 1 person

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