When she felt something pressed beneath her waist line.
"I'm hard" he grunted.
Safiya couldn't say a word. What she felt down there was what she could describe as huge. She just kept staring at his beautiful eyes.
Liam continued doing the magic with his hands. Safiya was already lost in pure ecstasy to the extent she wanted to scream at Liam to just do it but he resisted.
"I love your lips" he said looking at how full and arranged it was.
He rested a little of his weight on her, making her feel his bulge while he gently touched her lips. The softness almost made him go Gaga. He studied her face once more and gently made to her lips. This time, he was so intentional about how he kissed her lips. Like they were precious stones.
Sayifa moaned, slowly. She could feel every inch of his touch. This was a total stranger, no emotions attached. How come she could feel this way?
Caught off guard from thinking, Liam already made way with his hands, tracing cautiously down to her inner thighs.
"Argh"... She moaned
"Do you want me to stop? " He asked whispering in her right ear, letting the tip of his tongue touch her earlobe.
"Don't,... Please." She begged. At this point, she was already shivering from his touch.
He finally reached down her inner thighs and damn! He felt the warmness of her wetness and his heart yearned for more. He looked at her face one more time and decides to change his mind.
Safiya noticed the way he quickly removed his hands and drifted from her.
"What is it?" She asked almost sounding foolish.
"Damn it!" Liam hit the wooden part of the bed close to her legs with his fists.
Safiya sat slowly on the bed adjusting the crop top that exposed part of her cleavage.
She looked at him closely and asked again.
"Why did you stop?"
"Because I want to" he said and stood up moving close to the door.
"You should dress up and go home." He said as he scratched the back of his head.
Safiya looked at him wildly. She thinks he's going crazy. Stop what exactly? He should finish what he had started. With that thought in her head, she jumped from the bed and blocked him at the door. She proceeded to kiss him without asking.
Liam didn't hesitate or stop the kiss. He proceeded to lock lips with hers and they kissed passionately. This time he held her by the waist and traced his hands down her back line. Before long, they found themselves again in the bed. Safiya was already locked in and engrossed. But something was already telling Liam to stop.
"Shit, I don't want to do this." He blurted and got up from her again.
"But I want to" she replied with a strong certainty.
"Make me feel like a woman, atleast one more time. Please... Stranger."
Liam looked at her expressionless. He picked up his shirt, this time, he was very intentional.
"Liam, call me Liam." He said, got up and made for the door. He was still big down there but his pride was far bigger than his whole being.
"I dropped some cash there. That's for wasting your time."
Sayifa just watched him go speechless. At this point she felt more useless. She felt the ground should just open and swallow her.
No, this certainly isn't about the alcohol she drank. She had already sobered. She was fully aware of all the shenanigans that played right in her face.
Who does he think he is???