Tunde sat alone in his dimly lit apartment, drowning his sorrows in a half-empty bottle of gin. It had been weeks since Kemi left him—heartbroken and shattered. She didn’t even look back when she walked out with that arrogant lawyer. The pain gnawed at him like a hungry beast, and tonight, the loneliness was suffocating.
Suddenly, a cold breeze swept through the room, and Tunde felt goosebumps crawl over his skin. He looked up, eyes blurry, and nearly dropped his drink. Standing in the corner, bathed in an eerie glow, was a woman. Her long, flowing gown seemed to sway without wind, and her eyes glowed with a haunting light.
“Tunde…” Her voice was soft and seductive, carrying an unnatural echo. He rubbed his eyes, thinking the alcohol was playing tricks on him. But when he looked again, she was still there—stunningly beautiful, with curves that defied reason and a face that was both familiar and otherworldly.
“Who… who are you?” he stammered, fear mixing with curiosity. The woman stepped closer, her hips moving in a slow, hypnotic rhythm. “You don’t remember me?” she whispered, her lips curling into a wicked smile. “I’m the one who felt your pain. Your anger. Your desire.”
Something about her presence stirred something primal in Tunde. The sadness melted away, replaced by a raw, desperate lust. He didn’t know if she was real, a spirit, or just his imagination, but he couldn’t deny the pull. She straddled his lap without warning, pressing her cold, soft lips to his. He gasped, but she silenced him with a deep, possessive kiss.
Her hands roamed his chest, nails scraping lightly as his heartbeat quickened. Tunde’s hands moved to her waist, feeling the strange chill of her body under the silky fabric. The more he touched her, the more real she felt—her thick thighs, round hips, and the weight of her breasts pressing against him.
He flipped her onto the couch, driven by a hunger he couldn’t control. She wrapped her legs around him, moaning softly as his hands roamed every inch of her spectral body. When he entered her, it was like plunging into an endless abyss of pleasure—intense, overwhelming, and almost painful.
The ghostly beauty arched her back, her glowing eyes rolling back as Tunde pounded into her mercilessly. Her moans filled the room, echoing off the walls like a haunting melody. He couldn’t stop himself, couldn’t hold back—even when her body flickered between solid and transparent, like a glitch in reality.
Just as he felt himself nearing the edge, she gripped his shoulders with unnatural strength and whispered, “Break me. Let your pain consume me.” Tunde grunted, thrusting harder, determined to fuck away every ounce of heartbreak. With a final, earth-shattering climax, his body shuddered, and the room seemed to warp around them.
When he opened his eyes, she was gone—nothing left but the faint scent of lavender and the lingering chill in the air. Tunde sat back, breathing heavily, unsure if it had been real or just his grief manifesting into something twisted. But one thing was certain—his heart felt lighter, the pain less suffocating, as if the ghost had taken it with her.
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