Turning Table

Part 40

***Sealed With a Kiss!***

🌹Liyana 🌹

I don't know if its the feeling of Ntsika hands on mine while we work on the slippery vibrating mud that got my panties soaking wet,
I was sitting between his legs and his head was resting on my shoulder while he showed me how to use the pottery machine
" slowly Liya... Take your time"
Me: mmmm"
Him: now put your fingers in gently...work the inside nice and slow... Circle around and slowly "
I squeezed my lady part I'm so turned on I even got my eyes closed,

Him: nice and slow...yes just like that "
Me: Ntsika...."
Him: mmm..."
I bite my lip as I feel his member poke my ass, whatever we doing here is turning him on as much as it did to me, I want to turn and look at him,
But he tells me to focus.

The piece that we made its not the best or prettiest but it's our own muster piece, we place it in the oven to dry and it did not take long for us to be sucking face like our lives depends on it, I'm panting and he  groans, the lustful tongue dance subside after few minutes, I'm wet his hard, he runs his hand on my thigh

Him: I got us food "
Me: I see that..."
I said without moving my eyes from his, he chuckles and sits up straight,

He takes one of the plates with  crackers biscuits that have delicious creamy cheese toppings, he feeds me one and packed my lips,
Him: babe "
Me: mmm"
Him: I'm going to be gone for few days "
I stopped chewing and looked at him,

Me: ooh "
I said avoiding eye contact, some relationship are just to good to be true I feel my tummy turn thinking that me out of all people I can be with a man like Ntsika?  Getting hurt was bound to happen, what was I thinking falling for him,
that insecure girl with issues wanted to resurface but anger pushed her back as I fight my tears back.

Him: Liya look at me"
Me: I'm fine Ntsika... "
He sighs,
Him: Liyana it's a business trip "
Me: we in the middle of the festive season Ntsika what business is that? "
Him: making money has no holiday babe "
I rolled my eyes and looked away
Him: look Liya I am a very busy man, my life is not even here in Durban but because I'm captivated by you I fly here almost every chance I get, you are the most amazing women I have ever met and I know dating a guy like me will come with a lot of challenges but trust me when I say I want to make us work "

He pulled my chin up to look at him,
Him: uyezwa baby?"
I nodded not looking at him,
"How long are you going to be away?"
Him: just two days if not three...ok..."

He said running his fingers on my ribcage
Me: stop it "
Before I could protest that he stop tickling me, he was already doing it and I was laughing mass

He stopped and looked at me
Him: did I ever tell you how beautiful you are ?"
I shook my head no, blushing and looking into his eyes
Him: you are so so...beautiful" he said kissing my neck, I didn't know what to say back. I just lay there frozen as he touched my thigh. He moved his hand up a bit, lifted my skirt to touch my inner thigh,

"I think you're really sexy," he said whispered to me, once again giving me goosebumps.

"Th-thanks," I managed to say, not knowing what else to say, becoming more turned on by the second. His hand moved higher up the thigh, moving gently, driving me crazy. As he went higher, his pinky brushed the cookie, God is throbbing now,

"Oh god," I whispered out loud as his fingers began to lightly knead my pussy lips and clit through my panty I knew that my first orgasm of the evening would take very little effort. this was starting to turn me on like crazy that I wanted him,
"Mmm, damn you driving me crazy"   And once again I was silent. I was lost in the pleasure now, his hand traveling up and grabbing my punana causing me to moan, his lips found mine, and we kissed passionately, spending several long seconds pressed against each other in the fluffy rug,

He finally broke the kiss and look at me with his eyes slightly open,
Him: let's paint that vase and create memories"
I giggled, as he placed his head on my forehead, I don't know know how love feels like but what I feel right now is enough to make me believe that it must be it.
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