[STORY] LIVING WITH MY GRANDMA (Episode 13)

Episode 13.

This episode is rated (18+)

When Darlington locked the door, he asked how my exam went. “Did you also get to meet him? You don’t look happy, why?” He uttered in one breath. I didn’t say anything. I just stared at the tiled floor. Subconsciously, tears dropped on the tiles and he was quick to notice it. “Zee, what’s the problem? Why are you crying?”

Silence.

“Did you miss the exam, or did you fail?” he sat on the bed. I didn’t even know how it happened, but as soon as I blinked twice, tears flooded my eyes. I couldn’t look Darlington in the eyes. This wasn’t what I expected. Like, how could it be that I’m shedding tears because of Meska? Well, I was so fragile. Little things could make me cry, but I never knew this day would come.

Darlington moved closer and started consoling me even without knowing while I was crying. He held me and pleaded that I stop crying. I placed myself in a very awkward position because he didn’t know how to comfort me. I breathed heavily, leaving him confused. A lot must be going on in his head.

After some time, I was able to stop, Darlington left my room and when I thought he already left, he came back with a plate of Jollof rice. I was stunned by how caring he appeared. I can’t explain what he was thinking but I felt he must be feeling I failed my exam, or perhaps missed it. I was able to eat half of the plate. There was no appetite for food.

Darlington lay on my bed watching movies with his phone. Silence stood between us. Only the sound from the movie filled the room. I just sat on my bed, scrolling through my phone.
An hour later, he stood and finally went to bed. He didn’t ask why I was crying either. He assumed I needed time for myself.

Darlington’s POV

I went upstairs when I came out of Zee’s room. I got into the bed in one of the flats upstairs. But after rolling from one edge of the bed to the other for almost an hour, I couldn’t sleep. How could I? When all my mind was on Zee. When I have tasted her before. She was feeling hurt and I believe she needed a shoulder to cry on.
After several attempts to sleep for some time and I couldn’t, I went downstairs. I reached her door and knocked. Zee gladly opened the door and asked me to come in. She wasn’t even sleeping. It was obvious she needed a companion. I got into bed with her, and within some minutes, I got closer to her on the bed. Our bodies were touching each other. Zee was wearing a white short that revealed her lavishing laps and a top that revealed her firm and pointed boobs. My stuff got harder after every minute and my breath was hot as hell. I was literally snuggling with her.

Then, Zee made the move; she put her face on my chest and hugged me on the bed. We started holding hands too. Surprisingly, she planted a kiss on my cheeks. And that was the first sign that gave me the confidence to reciprocate.
Even though I felt Zee wasn’t in her right frame of mind, I responded with a kiss on her forehead. She kissed me again on the cheek. This time, I couldn’t resist. I plugged my lips. I could feel the shock on her. We both started breathing heavily.
I didn’t want to stop. I tried to open her mouth by trying to kiss her with more intensity. And gradually, I took charge; I climbed on top of her and started kissing her passionately, holding her two hands against the pillow.

For at least five minutes, we didn’t have enough sense to think about anything else. I continuously kissed her entire face and neck too. I knew the neck was one of her sensitive parts. I had noticed the other times we rolled on the sheet.
Zee was responding very well. She was groaning in pleasure. Then, all of a sudden, she seemed like she came back to her senses and realized what was happening. She pushed me away. It was really awkward for some minutes. I felt sad and she felt the same too. I was still on. My stuff was still hard down there but I left her room. There was still light, I reached for one of the sofas in the living room and sat there. It was 1:16 am when I looked at the wall clock. I felt horny and unsatisfied, so I started wanking while I watched one of the movies on my phone.

Zee’s POV

Thirty minutes after Darlington left, I couldn’t sleep. My head was unsettled. Voices here and there, saying this and that. I peeped through the door and noticed Darlington was sitting on the sofa pressing his phone. I somehow felt bad I lured him and still put him off when he least expected it.
I could still taste his lips in my mouth and that made me horny for him. I left my room and walked towards the sitting room. When he overhead my footsteps from behind, he used the power button, so I didn’t get to see what he was doing previously.

I sat next to him and told him to forget about whatever happened. I told him not to worry much about it. And we started having a normal conversation in which he asked why I was crying. There was no point telling lies. Since he already knew about Meska and I, I told him Meska broke up with me without narrating exactly what transpired between us. He was mute for a few seconds. Before he could say, Jack, I came up with my question. I asked him how he knew about Meska and I.
Darlington laughed with his hands in his mouth. When he cleared his throat, he confessed he once saw me while I was unlocking my phone. So he saw my phone pattern. He apologized for going through my WhatsApp because he noticed my countenance changed when he said that. I didn’t say anything.
Darlington said I should forget about Meska. He added that he would still come back begging. I don’t know how he did it, but Darlington was magical with his sugarcoated mouth. And he requested we get back to my room so we don’t get to wake grandma from sleep. We went inside in a second.

Darlington’s POV

I heaved a big sigh of relief. I had thought she would ask about her friend, Annabel. I thought she would ask whom she was to me. I even thought that was why she pushed me away. She seemed to have forgotten I had something to do with her. As I said, Zee doesn’t seem to be in her right frame of mood. She had equally revealed the source of her sadness and sorrow. I was sad she was already in a relationship before getting to the University. It wasn’t the best time to advise her, so I let it slide and walked in with her.

I knew exactly what Zee wanted. Someone that could cuddle her to bed and let her get off those thoughts in her head. I couldn’t resist going inside her room for the second time.
Zee was talking about her relationship with Meska. She poured out her heart. And gradually, we started to hold hands. Zee went on cuddling her body against mine. She said she just wanted to sleep and forget her pains, heartbreak, and nothing more. I understood her perfectly. She didn’t want us to do anything else.

Zee’s POV

I rested my head on Darlington’s chest, hoping to catch some sleep. It was 2:05 am, and we were still up. I could hear his heartbeats. It pounded faster. “Are you okay?” I asked him. “Yes. I’m fine,” he replied. I kept quiet. My eyes were shut. I desperately needed some sleep but sleep was far from my eyes.
After a while, I felt some pinch down my shorts, I woke up. Darlington withdrew immediately. I lay my head back on his chest. After some time, his hand moved down to my shorts, and he inserted his hand inside my shorts, grabbing my bare ass. I wanted to stop him, but some part of me was having pleasure from his soft touches.

When he noticed I didn’t resist him, he went wild with his two hands grabbing my ass. Darlington gradually moved his hands upward to grab my boobs. Subconsciously, I adjusted to give him comfort to have them in his warm hands. I could feel his stuff getting harder. I was now facing up while he lay on his back on the bed. My own back rested on his belly while he held my boobs. He played with it under my clothes and he was considering pulling it over my head. I didn’t give in to that. I groaned when he pinched on my nips. My boobs were very firm and my dark brown nipples were super hard. I was gradually getting wet down there. And again, I lay there, allowing Darlington have access to my body.

Darlington’s POV

Seeing that Zee was responding to my touches, I turned and grabbed her by the hips and lay her down beside me. I reached for her top and pulled it off over her head and finally revealing her pointed and fleshy boobs. I played with it for a while before feeding on them. She was letting out a soft moan while she held my head. I was exploring her nipples like an adventurous Island. I was using my tongue on her nips.

Zee’s POV

He asked if he could go down, I said sure, not thinking of anything from previous experience. His fingers went down on my shorts; his forefinger on my clit produced a major sensation, that was just building until all the muscles in my pelvic floor started pulsating rhythmically and I felt tingly all over. And something was going on in my head like, oh, geez, um. Not even five minutes in, I was moaning and losing it, my body was freaking out, and all of the sudden—boom! I was heavily breathing and trying to pull myself together. It felt so warm.

Darlington’s POV

When Zee reached the orgasm, she then pushed me by the side. She was back to her senses. She searched for her top and wore it back when she found it on the bed. And for the second and last time, I left her room still on. I headed straight to the bathroom and wanked to my satisfaction, before retiring to the bedroom upstairs. With that self-satisfaction, I was able to find some sleep. I know exactly what is in your mind; I need deliverance, right?

Zee’s POV

So sad realizing Darlington and I had shared our bodies again. I never wanted it. All I wanted was just to sleep over my pains, but he surely knew how to make me horny for him. He was an expert on that aspect. But the good thing is, I was able to catch some sleep after that short and pleasurable moment with my cousin, Darlington. It’s not something I’m proud of. I just lack enough will to stop him from taking advantage of me. So, don’t be quick to call me names, just pray you don’t find yourself in my position. I hope with time, I would someday end this whole mess.

***
Friday was the day I returned to Awka and sat for my examination. I didn’t involve Meska again. Since I knew my way to and fro, I left as early as 6:00 am. Before 8:00 am, I was already waiting inside the campus.
Unlike the other day, the management of the institution handled the situation with more care on that day, and fewer of us came, unlike the first day. They equally provided canopies to shelter us just in case it rained. And that was how we sat for the exercise peacefully and with less hassle.

Around 8:00 pm, I got information from Unizik aspirant Facebook group that the result was out already. My body was literally vibrating. People were testifying about their results while some complained about some errors in the school portal, my unizik dot edu dot blah blah blah… I checked and was shocked to see an invalid result. Then I heard a voice saying: it’s all because of your atrocities. This is God punishing you! Ah! I was shivering. I asked them in the group chat, someone responded he had the same response too. At last, after several attempts, I saw mine. I scored 55/100. Well, it was not really bad since the competition was much. I just knew I’d have to commit everything to God because I was really uncertain about the outcome.

Weeks later, God did it for me despite my shortcomings. I got admission on merit to study Applied Microbiology and Brewing at Unizik. It was such a dream come true. My parents and siblings were happy for me. Grandma was happy too.
But something happened. It nearly took my life but….

To be continued…

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