Adedayo is well-connected and popular. A sophomore at the University of Lagos. Dayo is charming and beloved, an ardent player with the ladies and enjoys their attention. Girls are lining up for a chance to get into his bed while many have confirmed that he is naturally gifted between the sheets. When his friends places a bet to smash their lecturer's daughter, he accepts the challenge, boasting he'll have her in his bed by the end of the semester. But Eniola Craig is so much more than Dayo expected, and soon enough, he's in too deep. The last thing he needs is another complication, but staying away isn't an option. One thing's for certain: this girl totally throws him off his game. Could the well-known player be playing for keeps this time?View More
ENIOLA HATED WHEN guys whistled to get her attention like she was a sex object of some sort, it was simply irritating. They let out a roar of wolf whistles followed by nasty comments about how they want to 'eat her work'."Look at those titties!" One guy wearing a camouflage shirt yelled to his friends."Just ignore them," Fareedah said, linking her arm with hers. Eniola nestled closer to the girls as the boys kept whistling at her.Eniola held her sandals in her hand, threading her feet through the crisp golden sand. Conscious of the hungry eyes on her, she adjusted her crocheted bikini top."Look, that's Jide coming." Lara smiled, tucking her phone back into her Louis Vuitton tote bag.Jide was walking towards them with Dayo, looking every inch the bad boy that he was. Eniola grew nervous as he weaved through the group of boys that had been whistling at her. She bit the inside of her cheek and looked away as she felt herself grow nerv
DAYO HANDED VICKY a red plastic cup and resumed his position behind her with his arms wrapped around her neck. A light breeze brings the fresh smell of the salty ocean mixed with the faint smell of barbecue smoke.The ocean tumbled violently in waves and people ran back at the sight of the approaching waves. Dim lights of stars and the moonlight create a glistening reflection on the ocean, giving it a shiny silver color.There was a DJ set up in one corner near the refreshment table. People were dancing, holding their red plastic cups in the air as they moved to the music. Goat meat roasted over searing hot fire in the distance."Come, Dayo. Let's dance," Vicky said. She pulled him to the crowd of people dancing in a distance and pressed herself against him.Dayo leaned into her as she pushed against him, grinding into him to the beat of the music. God he was turned on!Dayo met her a week ago at the night club and was very fortunate th
ENIOLA WINCED AS Fareedah worked a wooden comb through the thick strands of her hair until her scalp tingled.She was clamped between Fareedah's legs on the floor as she parted her hair from the forehead to the nape of her neck.Fareedah poured a tiny amount of coconut oil into her hands, rubbed them briskly together and massaged it over her hair.Lara waited till Onome left the room before she turned back to them. "Something is up with this babe oo," she stated.Eniola exhaled. "Abi she had a fight with Chidera? She was coming from her room that day, remember?""Onome went to the cinema with her yesterday, so I think they are cool." Fareedah explained, lifting a small section of hair and began braiding it tightly from the scalp."Maybe she has some personal issues she's dealing with," Lara shrugged."She doesn't even sit with me in class anymore." Eniola said, recalling the times she had tried to s
CLOSE TO MIDNIGHT, the club was crowded as usual. The club was a well-known spot among Lagos big boys and was packed with people from all over the base. Club Deluxe was located in one of the most exclusive areas in Victoria Island, overlooking the ocean.The crowd was hyped as usual, as they watched the strippers twirling around the poles. Men roared their approval and threw fresh one thousand Naira notes at them. Brandy, one of the strippers had the full attention of the crowd as she dropped her spaghetti strap top, big breasts bouncing. The crowd went crazy and men slipped more fresh notes into the string of her red thong.Some girls carried champagne bottles nestled deep into buckets of ice with gold sparklers, shooting out as high as twelve inches. Each of the bottles of champagne cost around seventy thousand or more."So, wetin happen?" Omah asked, leaning over on his seat. Dayo glared at Abbey who was laughing and smacked the back of his head.
THE UBER CAR pulled to a stop in front of Palmers hostel. Eniola showed him the receipt of the money she had transferred into the driver's account on her phone."Do you think I can get your number?" he asked, licking his lips. The last thing she needed was the Uber driver hitting on her. Not when she could still feel the imprint of Dayo's lips on hers."No," she said politely, pushing the door open. The car sped off leaving a mousy cloud of dust behind.Palmers hostel was bustling with activities like every other night. Guys sat on the hood of cars with girls in their arms, enjoying the cold air of the night. The palm trees gently swayed to the tune of the light breeze, mimicking the soothing melody of Beyoncé's Brown skin girl blaring through the stereo of a car.A man in his mid sixties was resting against a Hummer jeep, rearranging the folds of his white agbada. The man fiddled with the red coral beads around his wrists, waitin
DAYO SWORE UNDER his breath as Abbey walked into the room. "Dayo, wetin do you? You look fucked up," Abbey teased him.He glared at him. "Gerrout joor. You have the worst timing." Dayo strolled past him and returned to the living room.Eniola was clutching her red shoulder bag tightly across her chest. He noticed that she had tried to wipe her lips in a furious manner but anyone could tell that she had just been kissed. His eyes lingered on her cleavage - he was so damn close!Abbey's mouth quirked up as he took in her appearance. "Eni, what's up?" he smirked at her.Eniola forced a smile. "I'm fine, Abbey. Umm...I was just leaving," she said, biting on her lower lip.Dayo grabbed his shirt from the white leather bean bag beside the snooker table and pulled it on over his head."I'll drop you off at your hostel. It's getting dark outside," he said, picking up his keys from the raffia basket at the center of table.Eniola s
ENIOLA FOUND HERSELF lost in the sweetness of his body pressed to hers. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the moment."Mmm," she moaned quietly as his tongue pushed into her mouth. Even though she knew how crazy it was to let this happen, she couldn't help but kiss him back.Besides what was one harmless little kiss?"Fuck," he groaned into her mouth, his hands traveling slowly down her body. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.Eniola held her breath as his fingers were just inches from the swell of her breasts. She had to stop him before they went too far...She forced herself to break off the kiss and pushed him back. "Dayo, we should stop," she said breathlessly.Dayo pinned her against the chair with his weight, preventing her from escaping. "Do you really want me to stop, doll face?" he asked, trailing light feathered kisses down the curve of her neck.Eniola sighed and flung he
DAYO SMILED WHEN he caught her staring at him and ushered her into the living room. The first phase of his plan had worked without a hitch."Hi," she stammered, taking a seat on the sofa.Dayo grinned at her. "I didn't know you'd be this early. It's only four thirty, doll face.""Umm...Luckily, there was no traffic on the way." Eniola said, her eyes wandering everywhere but him."I'll be right back." Dayo strolled into the kitchen, returning with a carton of Chivita Iced tea and two glass cups.Eniola grabbed a full cup and gulped it down. "Thank you," she smiled nervously. Her eyes kept straying to his chest but he didn't mind, in fact he liked that she was getting all hot and bothered."Wow, you must be really thirsty." Dayo chuckled, pouring her another glass.She looked embarrassed. "Yeah, it's hot outside.""Yeah, it's kinda hot in here too," he said, crossing his arms over his muscled c
ENIOLA GAVE A sturdy knock on the dark wooden door of her father's office. Taking the muffled sound as permission to enter the office, she pushed the door open, and was greeted with the smell of old books.The office was dark and cold. The ray of sunshine being the only light in the room. Books were neatly arranged in alphabetical order on the shelves. Bulky files were placed atop each other on a side table. Timetables, schedules and rosters were pinned on a board that was hung on the peeling white wall.Prof. Ajayi Craig was sitting on a chair behind his large mahogany desk. He was talking to someone on the phone, and he seemed annoyed. That explains the muffled sound she heard behind the door, Eniola thought. She stood there awkwardly while contemplating if she should take her seat or not.She decided to stick with the latter.Eniola waited till he finished the call before sitting down on the leather chair opposite him. She knew she had done
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