"MERCY, PHONE," DAYO MUMBLED. He was lying nude on his bed, with only the worn edge of a brown duvet covering his morning stick.
Dayo groaned as the soft naked body lying beside him refused to stir. His fingers edged closer to grab his vibrating phone under Mercy's clothes.
A black G-string was lying on the lit screen of his iPhone X. The carelessly strewn underwear got the events of the night before clouding every inch of his mind.
A lazy smile tugged at the corner of his lips. The room carried the strong smell of sex in the morning air.
Dayo couldn't stop the smile on his lips from forming. Spending the night with Mercy, a final year student is definitely something to celebrate. Not just any Mercy, but the one from Law department; the best lay in the whole damn faculty!
He slide the screen and answered the call without checking the caller ID.
Only one person dared to call him this early.
"Dude, it's like 8 in the morning," he said, his voice gruff from sleep. Dayo could hear noises and shuffling in the background as he pressed the cold phone to his ear.
"Prof. Ajayi's class don start oo." The voice on the other end of the phone said urgently.
"Shit!" he cursed. Dayo threw back the duvet and jumped out of the bed.
Even he wouldn't dare to miss that man's lectures. No one had ever dared to.
Emerging from the bathroom after a very quick shower, Dayo saw that Mercy was already awake.
"Hey, you," she smiled, holding the bedcover loosely against her chest.
Dayo had to agree that Mercy was worth more than the 100K bet he and his friends had, not that he needed the money but he took pride in winning the bet.
Mercy wasn't any different from the other girls, all beauty with no brains. Dayo longed for a little bit of challenge.
These babes he and his friends had been preying on were just too easy, one wink and they were willing to break their backs for him.
"Why are you in a rush?" Mercy asked, sitting up. This slow but deliberate movement allowed the bedcover to slid down her chest, revealing one breast with bite marks around it's taut brown nipple.
"Classes," he said, hopping on one leg as he tried to get his jeans on.
Mercy chuckled. "Speaking of which, I also have classes. Mind if I borrow your shower?"
"No problem," he replied, rummaging through his drawers for his car keys.
Mercy peeled the bedcover from her body and slid out of the bed , not bothering to cover her nakedness.
Dayo's eyes roamed over her body as she rolled her hips to the bathroom.
He felt himself grow hard as he remembered how gifted she was in bed. Missing Prof. Ajayi's class wouldn't hurt his CGPA, he was certain of that.
Grinning, he grabbed a condom underneath the gray vase on the side table and joined her in the bathroom.
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