Had To Be You

Not your Type | Ch: 32

TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains mature content, depiction of sexual activities. If you're uncomfortable with such description, kindly procced on your own risk.   

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I feel my heart running a marathon and probably winning it. I hear his breath and he's so calm! Unlike me. He comes before my face and rubs his thumbs over my cheek.

I look him in the eyes, and so does he. It's not the first time that we're this close, why does this always make me so nervous. He holds my face, his lips gently touch my skin and the butterflies in my stomach make me weak.

He pulls away. I hold his face and bring it closer to kiss him, not so softly this time. I can tell, he enjoys doing this to me. But he again pulls away.

And within like 2 seconds my hands are in the air and I realize my top is being pulled out. I'm only left with my bra. He holds my waist and pushes me upwards to the bed so that he can properly hover over me.

His tall figure, just above me looking down at my topless body. He sighs. As if he's ready to start whatever he has in his mind. And I am so ready for it.

He pulls his hoodie off. His well built shoulders, those holy biceps and the abs are now exposed. Man oh man! I don't realize when my hands reach up to feel those abs.

Until Liam lets out a small chuckle and says "you like em' ? "

I let out a small breath and replied "The hell I do."

He leans in to whisper in my ear "Wanna know what I like?" His warm breath gives me goosebumps.

My toes curl up and a little moan makes its way out of my mouth with the words "Yes please." My heart starts pounding with that answer. I know he likes it when I beg for it. It makes him feel wanted.

He stares at me for a few seconds with his mouth slightly agape. Leans closer and kisses me in the belly, then slowly moves up, from my belly button to where my bra restricted him to move up any further while his tongue licked the way through.

Both my legs wrapped around his waist, my one hand on his shoulder and the other clenched the bed sheet.

Just when he was blocked away due the presence of the bra he looks at me, and I gulp. I'm sort of breathing heavily. So he again came on top of me and gave a little kiss on my nose.

"Relax," he says, which actually does calm me a bit. Just a bit.

He pulls down the straps, moves his palms under my back to open it. And I felt it. I felt the hooks unhook. I look him in the eyes. He drags the bra out of my body leaving me half naked.

I keep looking at him. But his eyes are on my bare boobs now. "What are you doing to me?" He says in a rather heavy voice. He's nervous, but excited. I love how he says it. His low and deep voice runs down my skin. I bite my lower lip to stop myself from calling his name.

I take his hands and place them on my breasts. He raises his eyebrows and looks at me. He bends further and oh! Lord. There! My boobs are in his mouth.

He licks them and sucks them. His grip gets even firm, while sucking on it. And I can't stop but moan. My cheeks are firing up, my body loves his touch, my heart is flattered. I bury my nails on his back and pull the bed sheet.

One of his hands run up my thighs. I want to do this more often. I like his body over mine, or the other way around. Doesn't matter. He moves up to kiss me while he keeps on pressing them really hard. So that I moan in his mouth. And I do. He rubs it and squeezes it.