Bad Girls Don’t Love

AARON ANSAH-AGYEMAN

BAD GIRLS DON’T LOVE

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EPISODE 16

After the Bliss

“Rak, my love, my precious flower, my black angel,” Rashid whispered tenderly against her lips.

Tears bubbled in Elaine’s eyes and she suddenly scissored her silky thighs shut and squirmed away from his wonderful hand which was inflaming her so much. He tried to kiss her, and she bunched her hands on his chest and pushed him back with a herculean effort as she spoke in a tragic voice.

“Rashid! It is not Rakia, stop it! This is Elaine, remember? Ella Silk, Silky as you call me! Stop this at once!”

He looked down at her blankly, his face still suffused with passion.

“What?” he murmured.

“I’m not Rakia!” she exploded into his face fiercely. “Snap out of it! You got drunk, I brought you home because you passed out and none of us knew where you lived! So, stop it! I’m Ella Silk, the prostitute!”

“Ella?” he whispered. “Silky?”

“Yes, yes, Silky, Ella Silk!” she said tragically. “Now, let me go, because I disgust you!”

“Ah, Ella Silk!” he breathed and touched her sensuous lips gently with his thumb. “That beautiful prostitute! Most beautiful girl on earth! Ah, Silky, Silky, Silky! You’re such a radiant beauty!”

Slowly, knowing he had recognized her now, Ella’s hands fell from his chest, and her legs slowly dropped again.

She lay in a state of shock as his fingers again moved gently on her clitoris, rubbing just along it, moving slowly down her inner folds, just caressing, caressing, and filling her with a desire she had never experienced!

Tears came to Elaine’s eyes as she opened her thighs wider to experience this wonder she had never felt before. She moved her waist up, urging him on, moaning at the pleasure his fingers brought her, her juices flowing thickly, lubricating her in a way no chemical lubricator would ever be able to.

“Rashid!” she whispered desperately. “Who are you, Rashid?”

His lips scorched a burning path down her belly to her navel, then she gasped and grunted when his lips hovered above her, and his tongue gently curled around her clit.

Her thighs scissored around his shoulders as his tongue dived in, killing her, making her tremble wildly with core and basic pleasure she felt for the first time.

All the horrors of the past were washed away as the pleasure took over her body, and she arched her back and her lips opened in a powerful rictus of desire.

“Rashid!” she moaned wildly.

His hands cupped her beautiful buttocks and raised her up as he licked her, and suddenly she could not take it anymore!

She turned him over.

“Silky!” he whispered before Elaine clamped her lips on his and kissed him, reaching down to take his hardened girth and rubbing it expertly, feeling his pre-cum wetness and spreading it over his head.

This was the very first time she had held a penis that was not sheathed in a condom. The fear was gone, the terror barely felt. He moaned deep in his throat, and her heart soared that her touch could pleasure him like his had!

A moment later, she slid her tongue around the crown of his erection and down the hard veins around it, the first time she had done this to a male organ not sheathed in a condom.

He groaned with desire, then she went up his body and kissed him deeply, spreading her thighs on either side of his waist, feeling his head tingling at the entrance of her wet, hot core.

She reached beneath her and rubbed him into her slit, not making it enter, but rubbing against the silkiness, causing him to shudder.

“Oh, Silky!” he whispered desperately. “I can’t take it anymore!”

She kissed him, a bubble of happiness ripping through her that he found her that irresistible. And she was oozing so much, overflowing with the wetness of arousal, and she finally pushed him into the silky warmth of her core, and gasped as he filled and stretched her.

Elaine held his shoulders and slid down on him, then she rode him fiercely, and he moved up to meet her thrusts!

When she groaned, it was not a faked groan, or feigned moans as she was used to making. These were groans of desire torn from her very depths. She was experiencing incredible enjoyment that shattered her traumatic fear of lovemaking! She was lost as she slid off him and lay on her side, and his hands found her breasts as she lifted her leg for him to penetrate her from the side.

Elaine moved her round buttocks fiercely against him as he thrust into her, their moans and groans intensifying, her leg curling around his hips as she felt something building quickly within her!

Elaine had never experienced an orgasm in her life!

To her, the female climax was just a sham! Even on her own, trying to cure her terror of sex after her childhood trauma, she had never reached the heights! The pain and terror always overtook her!

But, that dawn, as her sanity flew and her body enjoyed what this strange man was doing to her, she began to sizzle! Her core began to tighten up, to grip him harder, and they moaned.

Suddenly, she wanted to see his face, to share what she knew was coming with him, so she moved away from him and lay on her back.

“Rak!” he whispered. “I can’t hold it!”

“Come, Rashid, I want to see your face!”

The light is on! Dear God, the light is on! I’ve always done it in deep darkness because the light always fills me with terror, makes me see daddy’s drunken face as he raped me, as he hurt me, as he terrified me… but I’m not afraid, no, not of Rashid, no! The light is on, and I love it, because I can see his face, his pleasure, oh, oh, oh…

She parted her legs wide and reached down to hold and guide him into her oozing core! He fused their bodies, and she wrapped her calves around his waist and put his arms around his neck and looked into his eyes deeply, with no fear, no shame, no terror!

And then she screamed shrilly and wept with joy as the volcano exploded in her and ripped out through her core, drawing him out too, and they held on for dear lives as the mutual orgasm threw them to the moon, far beyond, and crashed down in a dizzying, volcanic explosion that made them unable to breathe for several seconds.

By the time Elaine breathed heavily and touched his face, he was fast asleep with his arms around her and his head within her breasts. She loved his weight, and she wrapped her arms around him as she lay breathing gently and weeping with joy silently.

He made me a woman, a real woman!

And when he tried to slide off her, she held him tighter, and kept him exactly where he was!

And when she fell asleep a minute later, there was a lovely smile on her face!

***

When Elaine opened her eyes, sunlight was filtering into the room.

It was Sunday, and she was lying on top of a man, for the first time in her life. Morning had never met her with any man because she did not do full nights, ever, not even with huge monies promised as almost all her clients did.

They were both naked, and her head was on his shoulder and his arm was around her. She wondered why she was loathed to leave the circle of his arms, but she knew it was a brand new day, and when he woke up the reality of Rakia – whoever she was – would come and haunt him.

But he had been aware he was with her, with Silky, after she told him, so there was hope that he would be aware of what had happened between them.

She got out of bed and looked down at him as he slumbered peacefully. She looked down at him and noticed he was semi-erect, an indication that he would wake up soon to empty his bladder. Elaine sighed deeply, partly with fear and partly with longing, for she still remembered the magic of the night, and the pleasures she had shared with him. Elaine had given herself to him, freely, for the first time in her life, and she had absolutely no regrets.

She wished he would open his eyes, see her, and drag her down on the bed again. She sighed again and carefully covered him with a large cloth from the wardrobe.

Her phone began to vibrate then, and she took it and quickly moved to the balcony beyond the bedroom to answer; she did not want to disturb the man on her bed.

It was Kwabena Sintim, and he wanted to come over and take his doctor. Heart beating with sudden and unfathomable resentment, she told him Rashid left early in the morning and promised to give him a call.

She put on her robe and went first to the bathroom to take care of the morning routine. She contemplated taking a shower, but she washed her hands instead, a dull hope somewhere deep down suggesting that maybe – just maybe – he might want to take a shower too, together!

Elaine was pondering on which breakfast to get him when she heard a shuffle in the bedroom. She belted her gown and hurried into the bedroom. He was sitting up in bed with his head in his hands as he gently massaged his temples.

Hangover, she thought.

Elaine’s throat had suddenly gone dry as she stared at him and for the first time in her adult life sought for words to address another person.

“I have painkillers, if you would want some,” she said softly.

Rashid lifted his head slowly and looked around at her with the most disgusted look she had ever received from him so far. It made Elaine gasp and take an involuntary step backward as a sudden pain she didn’t expect lanced through her heart.

It was a look of pure revulsion, of distaste, and so latent that it almost bordered on hatred. In her life, she had never cared about opinions about her, especially from men.

She was immune to them, no matter how rich or handsome!

But, something beautiful had happened last night, something she cherished, something blissful that gave her hope that her life was not lost, that she still had a human being sitting somewhere within her!

But that look!

She was not immune to it!

It seared right through her core and made her drop her gaze suddenly as heavy sadness and despair – feelings she had not known in a long time – settled down on her soul!