Chapter 04

WRITTEN IN THE STARS
04

SBANISENKOSI

We had the time of our lives last night and it felt really great seeing my brother and bonding with him. He slept over because this is also home for him, right now I ordered him some breakfast because I have a meeting to get to with Mr Biyela.

“I think you're not going to find me here because I have to go to our parents' house.” He says drinking his coffee while watching something on TV.
“Why don't you wait for me so we can go together? My meeting is gonna take a few minutes only. It won't be long..” I say.
“Be quick.” He says, I nod and tie the heels. I'll grab some breakfast at the resturant we're meeting at.
“Okay let me go.” I grab my handbag and walk out. I also have some of the designs I'll show him. I walk to my car and unlock it before jumping inside and driving out.

The resturant is like.. 20 minutes away and he already sent me the location so I don't get lost. After some time, I reach the resturant and jump off. I walk inside and immediately stop on my tracks. MY FUCKING HEART JUST STOPPED, LORD NO..

“Ms Mbatha..” Mr Biyela says standing up and walking towards me, what's going on here?
“Are you okay?” He asks, my knees are weakling. He snaps his fingers infront of me and I snap out of my thoughts. What is Christopher doing here?
“I'm okay.” I say shaking.
“Come take a seat so we can get started..” He says as I slowly follow him to the table this other man and Christopher are sitting at. This must be a dream, right? he can't be infront of my eyes.
“Boys..” They lift their heads up since they were glaring at their phones and I see Christopher's face changing.
“This is Sbanisenkosi Mbatha, the interior designer anr Ms Mbatha, these are my two sons. Christopher and Alexander.” He says and my mind bursts. Son? so.. oh God why are you doing this to me?

The one who I suppose is Alexander stands up and places his phone down. I want to die.

“Hi..” He says side hugging me, my eyes are fixed on him..
“Hello.” I say swallowing a very huge lump down my throat, I didn't think I'd ever see him again. 
“Christopher, greet..” Mr Biyela says, Christopher smirks a bit and stands up.
“Hi..” He says pulling me into a hug wrapping his arms around my waist, what the hell does he think he's doing? I'm frozen, I don't hug him back. He pulls out of the hug and glares at me, he smiles a bit and sits down again.
“Please take a seat..” Mr Biyela says pulling out a chair for me, I sit down nervously and place my handbag on the table.
“Would you like anything to drink? or eat?” Mr Biyela asks, how can I eat when I feel like dying?
“Not now..” I respond avoiding Christopher's eyes because he's not moving them from me. I place the file on the table.
“Can we start?” I ask them, Mr Biyela nods. I open the file and the first page is the kitchen.
“I don't know your kitchen size but referring to what you told me about your wife's taste yesterday, I had this kind of vision in my head.” I say.

Him and Alexander look at the picture scanning and studying it. Christopher is not even looking at anything! he's looking at me and he's making me feel uncomfortable.

“No it's nice, it's very beautiful and the colours blend in well.” Alexander says. I glare at Christopher and frown. He must stop looking at me, now he's licking his lips! Oh man I want to be out of here.
“I like it too.” Mr Biyela says.
“Chris what do you think?” He asks Christopher who clears his throat and snaps out of his thoughts.
“I like it dad, I like it.” He says sitting properly and calling the waiter. This sexy thing!!
“Let's move to the living room..” I say as they turn over to the other page. I continue showing them everything and they seem impressed. Christopher just ordered a slice of chocolate cake, atleast he's not focusing on me.
“Sti not ready to order?” Alexander asks, I'm hungry.
“I'll have orange juice with chocolate muffins.” I say, he nods and calls the waiter again.

I don't know why I'm still here, I need to get up and run out. He isn't making anything easier for me too. I feel a foot part my thighs as I gasp and raise my head. What does he think he's doing?

“Ms Mbatha, are you okay?” Mr Biyela asks me, I nod and place my hand over my chin. He wants to get me in trouble, yeah. He wants to get me in trouble..
“Excuse me..” I say getting up and rushing to the bathroom, I get in and close the door. Why is he doing this? I glare at myself in the mirror, I got wet there but I need to control myself. His dad and brother are here. My heart pounds faster as soon as he opens the door and gets in then closes it again. What is wrong with this man?
“Funny seeing you here..” He says leaning against the door with his hands in bis pocket.
“This is ladies bathroom..” I say pretending to wash my hands.
“I thought I was never gonna see you again..” He says glaring at me from head to toe.
“And this is the last time I'm seeing you.” I say standing there, he must move from the door so I can walk out.
“Please move so i can get out.” I say.
“Why don't you walk out? I didn't lock the door.” He says smirking, this man!
“Christopher please...” I say.
“I'm not stopping you from walking out Sbani, I'm not that man.” He says, he thinks it's funny but its not.
“Back in the bathroom, again..” He says, I lean against the basin. I'm not going near him.

He chuckles and shakes his head, I'm very stubborn. I won't walk there because I know stuff can happen.

“We're still going to meet, you're designing my mother's house. I'm gonna see you for a very long time.” He says.
“What do you want from me?” I ask him, he shakes his head.
“Don't ask me that because I didn't know you'd be here, you see.. God wants me to make you moan again.” He says.
“You've lost your marbles, fokof..” I say walking towards him and trying to open the door but he's not moving.
“Don't swear at me..” He says
“I want to get out of here please, I'm already wét for you and I don't want anything to happen.” I say.

I don't even know why I just said that because now he's pulling my waist closer to him.

“You're wet for me?” He asks, I sigh.
“Is this how it's going to be?” I ask him.
“Can we not...not right now please.” He says leaning over and planting a kiss on my lips.
“We don't know each other..” I whisper wrapping my arms around his neck. He plants another kiss on my lips. What's happening to me?
“Are you wearing any underwear?” He asks, I nod.
“I am, today.” I say, he smiles shifting his hand on my a$$.
“Hmm..” I glare at him and the scar on his eyebrow.
“What happened here?” I ask him.
“I got beaten up, long ago.” He says, I nod and plant another kiss on his lips.
“Can I kiss you?” I ask him, he doesn't even respond but instead he graces his lips with mine. I respond as he pulls me even more closer. I can feel his boner..
“Wait where did you say you're going to your father and brother?” I ask him.
“Out..” He says kissing me again, this time using that long tongue of his.

I get my hands in his tshirt feeling his abs that turn me on, he grabs my a$$ roughly. The sexual attraction is too much.. He pulls out of the kiss and unzips the corset top I'm wearing.

“You're gonna zip it up.” I say.
“No problem..” He says picking me up, I wrap my arms around his waist and hold his head while he sucks my boobs. I release a moan as he starts dry humping me, his boner might actually tear his pants because it's poking me. He goes for the other boob circulating his tongue around it, oh this feels so good and here I was thinking I'll never see him again. He raises his head and plants a kiss on my lips.
“Come..” He says pulling me and making me lay on the basin again, spreads out my legs and moves my thong aside.
“Can I have it?” He asks, i nod. It's all his.. he takes it off me and sniffs it with a smile on his face.
“This will be new favourite smell..” He says leaning over and licking from my a$$ hole to my clît. I scream covering my mouth, there is that tongue.
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He doesn't stop, he just sput on my pussy and he's eating me like a child eating a mango.

“y..yes, yes it's all yours..don't stop.” I say grinding going back and forth. I think it'd the 6th orgasm. I've been crying because he does it so good. My body shakes and his pace increases.
“Let it all out..” He says, this is not an orgasm. I'm going to squirt and he's not moving. Within seconds, I squirt all over his face. He's pleased because he's smiling and swallowing everything. I breathe out and sit up as he gets up as well. He sighs heavily.
“You're something else.” He says grabbing my skirt from the floor and helping me put it on, he does the same with the corset top.
“Come here..” He says grabbing my neck and attacking me with a kiss, oh lord.. he pulls out and pecks them.
“You go out first..” He says, I nod and tie my heels. I'm sweating, i glare at myself in the mirror and splash my face with water since I didn't have any makeup on. I feel him standing behind me as he teases me. I stretch out my a$$ a bit more and give him access.
“You drive me crazy..” He says groaning softly, I stop and turn around.
“Bye..” I say, he spanks my a$$ as I'm walking out. I shake my head and fix myself properly before heading to the tables.

Mr Biyela and Alexander glare at me weirdly, have I been in there for too long?

“It's been 45 minutes..” He says. 
“I'm sorry sir, I just have a runny stomach. I'm not feeling well, maybe we can reschedule everything” I say grabbing my handbag and storming out. I jump in my car and drive out. That felt good, greater than the last time. Christopher? hmm.