Bad Girls Don’t Love
AARON ANSAH-AGYEMAN
BAD GIRLS DON’T LOVE
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At the Eden-Bliss Hotel, Rashid and Aku helped the newlyweds send their luggage to their room, and quickly left even though Rose wanted them to stay a bit longer and help them unpack.
“Leave the unpacking till tomorrow!” Aku said with a giggle and pushed her towards the bed. “I can see a bulge in your husband’s trousers. Take care of it!”
As the heavyweight Rose fell on the bed, and Randy burst into laughter, Rashid was reminded uncomfortably of the previous night’s adventures, and Randy with that huge prostitute. He wondered how the man could find the energy to please his wife on his wedding night.
And, invariably, he thought of Ella Silk, that dark, amazing woman whom he had turned down for love of Aku.
He saw Randy looking at him with a secret smile, and Rashid nodded and turned towards Aku as she took his hand. She pulled him out of the room and moved rapidly towards the elevators.
When they were inside, Aku punched the number on the upper floor, and Rashid raised his eyebrows with surprise.
“Where are we going, precious flower?” he asked. “Thought we’re going to the car and go back home.”
Aku giggled, laughed into his face and showed a key in her hand.
“When we came to pay for their room, I paid for one for us!” she said in a sex-laced voice. “We spend the night here, tiger! I already brought spare clothes and everything for us!”
Rashid was pleasantly surprised, and excited suddenly.
His pent-up desires since the brush-in with Ella Silk had been hard to extinguish. They moved out of the lift giggling and raced towards the end of the corridor. His hands slipped around Aku’s sweet derriere as she fumbled the key into the lock and opened it.
They rushed inside and Rashid kicked the door closed as he grabbed her in the darkness. They kissed fiercely, their hands travelling. She pulled his tie off and unbuckled his belt as his hands pulled down the zipper at her back.
Feverishly, he stepped out of his trousers and rippled off his shirt as she pushed her dress off her shoulder and down her body.
They were too caught up in the passion for much foreplay as they reached for each other and kissed again, almost violently. She dragged him out of his boxers and grunted with satisfaction when she felt his hard, engorged member throbbing with veins in her hand. His hands pushed down her undershorts and dove beneath her core, pushing the line of her panties to one side and slipping a finger into her tight, wet glory. He massaged her big extra-sensitive clit, and she bucked with desire as her juices flowed on his hand and inner thigh.
She reached blindly for the chair in the executive suite and leaned across, spreading her legs.
“Take me, my tiger!” she groaned. “Fill me up, darling!”
“Oh, my precious flower!” Rashid groaned as he put his throbbing heat at the entrance and pushed in, filling her and feeling her warm deliciousness engulfing him.
He held her waist as he pounded into her, and she rolled her hips deliciously to receive him, moaning with delight as he filled and stretched her tender netherlips!
She grew tighter as she approached her orgasm, dragging him with her as they moaned and groaned in the darkness. She exploded in a frenzy of orgasm, her tightness holding and clenching around him, drawing the breath out of him as he also crested powerfully, and they slid to the floor still moaning and joined.
They whispered endearments and touched each other with love as they lay in the darkness. Some time later, they got up and put on the light.
***
November tenth was Mrs Mabel Laryea’s birthday, and it was the day Aku had chosen to tell her friends that her wedding date was now set for December twentieth, her birthday, so she invited most of her friends and her colleagues over.
They held the party at the plush event gardens in the centre of the city called The Glitz.
Rashid paid for the executive wing, which was bigger, more luxurious and came with waitresses, bar attendants and delicious catering choices. Mabel had invited her church choir and pastor, and she glowed with pride as she walked through the crowd interacting with her friends.
Rashid was supposed to have attended the occasion with his mentor and friend, Dr Odamten Laryea, but the older man had been delayed at the mountains from emergency surgeries, and had finally called to cancel. As a result, Rashid was two hours late for the occasion, much to the displeasure of Mabel and Ethel, and of course Aku.
After effusive apologies, Aku finally forgave and kissed him, and he got into the groove of things. Randy and Rose, Yao Kolo and Agnes his girlfriend, and Joe Nelson were also present.
Rashid was standing with Randy at the bar waiting for his fruit juice when Randy nudged him in the ribs.
“What’s that bastard doing here?” he asked coldly as he raised his glass of wine to his lips.
Rashid turned.
“Who?”
Randy pointed with his chin at a dark, lean and dapper man in his late thirties who was speaking to Aku. He was wearing a tuxedo and had one hand in his pocket and the other around Aku’s waist as they embraced briefly.
They were smiling into each other’s face as they shared pleasantries.
“Stephen Ledi, her ex,” Randy said.
Rashid smiled and looked away.
“Well, he’s still close to Mabel, you know,” he said. “And I know he’s been trying to get back into Aku’s life but she loves me. And that’s cool.”
“Still, never trusted that leech,” Randy said and looked across the garden. “Hey, isn’t that Chris Bawa, the GojuFist champion? Your cousin?”
Rashid looked across at the tall, incredibly handsome man near the entrance of the gardens with a beautiful woman on his arm. He smiled happily and, taking his drink, began to make his way towards the man.
“Yeah, and his wife, Effe!” Rashid said over his shoulder.
When he got close to the champion, who was being besieged by the guests, Rashid stopped with a smile on his face. Chris Bawa looked over, noticed his cousin, and promptly steered his wife towards him.
“Chrissy!” Rashid said and opened his arms.
“Rash-Boy, my man!” the famous GojuFist champion said and embraced Rashid warmly.
“Didn’t think you could make it, bro,” Rashid said with delight.
Chris laughed softly, a deep pleasant laugh.
“Got your back, bro. Now who’s that damn mother-in-law who’s flexing on you?”
When they parted, Rashid hugged the beautiful Effe briefly.
“Welcome, sister-in-law!”
“Glad to be here, Rash,” Effe said. “Wonderful party.”
Mabel, Aku and Ethel had hurried over, and they now stood looking at the famous fighter with awe.
“Geez!” Mabel said, looking at Rashid. “You’re really related?”
Rashid chuckled.
“Yes, first cousins, mother’s side,” Rashid said. “Me and Chris grew up together. He’s been living in the Kingdom of Eden with his wife, though. He came back only last week for a family reunion.”
“Welcome, Mr Bawa!” Aku said in a rush, her eyes wide with surprise and pride.
“My dear Aku,” Chris said gently. “Welcome to the family.”
Rashid was happy for Chris’ appearance because, suddenly, Ethel and Mabel were looking at him differently.
“Witches!” he muttered under his breath, and laughed softly to himself.
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