'Are you okay?' Kaira asked, her brow furrowed with concern. She made a circular motion around her eyes with her fingers.
'Your eyes - are y-'
Before she could finish, Duru quickly turned around, wiping away the tears that had unexpectedly sprung to his eyes. When he faced her again, Kaira looked shocked.
'Oh, I am so sorry. I- I don't know why that happened,' Duru stammered, trying to regain his composure.
'Are you sure you're alright?' Kaira pressed, still looking worried.
'Yes, yes, I'm okay. Please, have a seat,' Duru replied, gesturing to the chair across from him. Kaira slowly took a seat, placing her shoulder bag on the table. Duru couldn't help but stare at her, drinking in her features. Her face was so small and delicate, with soft eyes and full, inviting lips. Her physique was so similar to Amy's, it made his heart ache. Her smooth chocolate skin seemed to glow under the restaurant lights. He felt like he was seeing a ghost - the ghost of his beloved late wife.
'You're staring,' Kaira pointed out, snapping Duru out of his reverie.
'Ah, my apologies. You just look so much like her...' he replied softly, trailing off so Kaira couldn't hear the last part. He willed himself to get it together.
'What will you be having?' Duru asked, handing Kaira a menu. She sighed and flipped through it quickly. He signalled a waiter who was standing by. The waiter came over, notepad in hand.
'What will you be having, Sir?' the waiter asked Duru.
'Can I have some peppered fried fish and plantain with a cold beer in a can, please?' Duru requested.
'Would that be all?' the waiter asked. Duru nodded, closing his menu. The waiter took it and turned to Kaira. She also closed her menu and handed it over.
'I'll have the peppered snail sauce with sweet potatoes. Oh, and a bottle of your finest sweet wine, please,' Kaira ordered. The waiter jotted it down, nodded, and walked away. Kaira stretched her hand across the table.
'My name is Kairachi. You can call me Kaira,' she introduced herself with a smile.
'Duru,' he replied, taking her hand politely.
'So my mom tells me she's best friends with your mom,' Kaira commented.
'It's my first time hearing that,' Duru responded truthfully.
'To be honest, I wasn't too keen on meeting you initially. I'm not a big fan of all this arranged stuff. I think it's so archaic,' Kaira admitted.
'I wouldn't blame you if you thought that way, though. I didn't want to come here either, but right now, I'm so glad I did,' Duru said earnestly, looking into Kaira's eyes.
'Oh really now?' Kaira asked, smirking a little.
'Really,' Duru confirmed softly, holding her gaze until the waiter returned with their food. 'Enjoy your meal,' he said before heading back to the kitchen.
They ate in companionable silence, simply enjoying each other's company. When the waiter brought the bill, Duru tried to pay, but Kaira was quicker, handing the waiter her card. Just like Amy, Duru thought to himself. After dinner, they walked out of the restaurant together, the sun still hanging low in the sky.
'Well, do you want to call it a day?' Kaira asked suddenly as they strolled along.
'No, I want to spend more time with you,' Duru replied honestly, earning a bright smile from Kaira.
'Come with me then,' she said, taking his hand and leading him on a little adventure. Her spontaneity excited Duru and made him feel alive. Soon, they arrived at what appeared to be an underground club.
'Where is this place?' Duru yelled over the pounding music.
'You'll know in time!' Kaira yelled back mischievously, pulling him inside. The club was packed with people dancing, drinking, and singing along to the music. Duru was shocked - he had no idea places like this existed in Renwick. Kaira led them to the bar and playfully drummed on the surface to get the bartender's attention.
AT THE CLUB
'Hi baby!' the bartender greeted Kaira, eyeing her up and down appreciatively. He bit his lip, winked at her, then nodded towards Duru, looking a bit surprised. Kaira pulled Duru closer so he was standing right beside her. The bartender nodded to the two people sitting next to them, who got up and left. Kaira and Duru took their seats.
'Hi, my name is Duru Bem. It's nice to meet you!' Duru yelled politely, extending his hand for a handshake. The bartender and Kaira both burst out laughing.
'Not your usual style, baby. Where'd you pick him up from?' the bartender asked Kaira.
'Cute, isn't he? Don't be rude. He's my boyfriend,' Kaira replied.
'Seriously?!' the bartender exclaimed, looking absolutely floored. Duru was equally shocked by Kaira's statement. The bartender turned to Duru and shook his outstretched hand. His toned arm was covered in tattoos.
'Killer,' he introduced himself. Duru looked at him, confused.
'Killer, that's his name,' Kaira clarified, sending her and Killer into another fit of laughter.
'He really is so cute,' Killer remarked, placing two glasses on the bar. Kaira took one and handed the other to Duru, then downed her shot in one gulp. Duru followed suit but immediately spat it out, the drink burning his tongue and throat. Kaira and Killer laughed at his reaction.
'That's why he's called Killer. His drinks are lethal,' Kaira explained with a grin.
Killer poured them another round of shots. Kaira encouraged Duru to drink up, watching him closely as he forced it down, growling a little from the strong taste. She smiled and took her own shot, then grabbed a slice of lemon, sprinkled some salt on it, and sucked on it. She leaned over to Duru, who was already feeling hazy from the drinks, and grabbed his face, shoving her tongue in his mouth as the music reached a crescendo. She tasted sour and salty, and Duru found he liked it. He lost himself in the sensation, his hands wandering under her short dress, ripping off her g-string. Duru had never been one to engage in such loose behaviour - he had only dated a few girls before marrying his wife. But something about Kaira made him throw caution to the wind. It both scared and thrilled him how little he cared about his previously held principles in the face of this woman.
The club pulsed with energy - people dancing, screaming, drinking, the lights flashing in the darkness. Killer, noticing Duru and Kaira's intense make-out session, went to the back and dimmed the lights even further. Kaira spread her legs wide, guiding Duru's hand to her already dripping core. She pulled him close, whispering in his ear.
'It's been aching for you since I first laid eyes on you,' she purred, biting his lower lip and pushing his fingers deep inside her. Duru could feel her slick walls clenching around him as the strobe lights bounced off the club walls. Kaira moaned loudly in his ear, making him throb.
She pulled his other hand up to her breast, slipping down one strap of her dress to expose her bare flesh. Duru squeezed her soft mound, eliciting another moan from Kaira. She ground her hips against his hand, desperate for more.
She suddenly wrapped her legs around him and led him through the throng of dancing bodies, whispering to him where to go until they reached a secluded wall. A few other couples were entwined around them, lost in their own passionate moments. Kaira leaned against the wall, Duru's fingers still buried deep inside her, his other hand massaging her breast. She writhed against the wall, moaning and panting with pleasure.
Suddenly, Kaira pulled Duru's hand out from under her dress and led him out the back door of the club. They stumbled down the street a ways until they reached a hotel. Kaira was on him before they even made it to their room, kissing him with a fervour that made his head spin.
Once inside, Kaira shoved Duru onto the bed, climbing on top of him and kissing him fiercely. She ground her hips against his erection through his jeans, making him groan. Quickly, she removed his shirt and undid his pants, feeling the pulse of his rock-hard cock. She stroked him with one hand while slapping herself hard across the face with the other. Duru was startled, but Kaira just grinned wickedly.
'Don't worry, it's even more fun with a little pain,' Kaira purred, slowly removing her dress to reveal her fully naked body. Duru's eyes roamed over her flawless chocolate skin, drinking in the sight of her toned curves and perky breasts. She was absolutely stunning. Kaira continued grinding against Duru, leaving a wet spot on his jeans from her arousal. Duru had never experienced anything like this before. He thought he would feel guilty, going against everything he believed in, but instead he found himself not caring at all. It was liberating.
Kaira slid down, taking off his pants before kneeling between his legs and taking Duru into her warm, wet mouth, her lips stretching around his girth. She moaned wantonly as she sucked and licked him all over, her plump ass bouncing as she bobbed her head. Just as Duru thought he might explode, Kaira released him with a pop. She repositioned herself above him and slowly sank down slowly onto his throbbing member, yelling out loud in ecstasy as he stretched and filled her.
She began riding him hard, slapping her bouncing tits and twisting her sensitive nipples with each thrust. Her breasts jiggled enticingly, her ass cheeks quivering like jelly.
'Smack my ass,' Kaira demanded breathlessly, her voice dripping with lust. Duru complied, giving her a light tap. Kaira slapped him hard across the face, her eyes blazing with desire.
'Harder!' she yelled, needing more. Duru obeyed, spanking her ass cheek with a resounding smack that made Kaira moan even louder. 'More! More! More!' she screamed, fucking him with wild abandon. Duru continued spanking her, leaving angry red handprints on her smooth skin.
Kaira rode Duru so hard that she actually pissed herself, but that didn't stop her. If anything, it seemed to turn her on more, the wetness mixing with her juices. Duru's hands roamed her luscious body, caressing every curve before settling on her slender throat. He pulled her down so their faces were inches apart, still bucking his hips beneath her, burying himself deep inside her warmth.
'Fucking marry me,' Duru groaned, lost in a sea of pleasure and an intense connection with Kaira.
'That's a new one - proposing while fucking,' she panted, slamming herself down on Duru's cock. 'Am I that good?'
'So fucking good,' Duru confirmed deliriously. 'You're blowing my mind right now.'
'Hahaha!' Kaira cackled. 'I guess the correct phrase would be, I'm fucking your brains out!'
'Yes! Yes, you are!' Duru agreed fervently, feeling his orgasm approaching. But Kaira could tell and quickly lifted herself off him before he could finish.
'Oh no you don't!' she said playfully, smirking at Duru's frustrated groan. He tried to pull her back down, but Kaira resisted. Only when she thought he had calmed down a bit did she allow him back inside her snug walls. She did this over and over again, edging Duru until he thought he might lose his mind.
Finally, just as Kaira felt her own peak coming, she leaned down and whispered in Duru's ear:
'Let's get married.'
She laughed maniacally, as her walls clenched around him as she came hard, triggering his own explosive release.