A N: hi guys, it's so good to be back from having major computer issues. it's not fully sorted but at least I can type, I miss you guys and I was beginning to have major author withdrawal symptoms, so you all must be wondering and assuming all sorts of things that could've taken place when she dragged him towards her house, I know one particular lady who is just dying to know, so without further ado, let's all find out shall we.
Liah leads him to the side of her house and pushes him behind a flat ply looking piece of board, then lacing her fingers behind his head she grabs a fistful of his hair and brings his lips down towards hers, capturing them in a mind-blowing, breathtaking passionate French kiss.
"Wait....Liah...what? What..are you...doing?" He asks breathlessly easing her away from him. "I'm kissing you." She whispers pressing her body against his seductively. "I can see that...but why? What about your prince?" He asks confused. "My prince has turned into a toad. I neither want to think or speak about him right now." She says against his lips while her fingers find their way to his belt and begin pulling it.
She had pulled his belt and was about to pull the button on his pants when he grips her wrist. "I'm not entirely sure what is happening right now but are you sure you want to do this?" He asks as she nibbles on his bottom lip. "I've never been more sure about anything in my life." She whispers, sucking on his bottom lips softly, her lips then travel down his chin and under his throat, and a soft moan escapes his lips as she sucks on his neck. His head falls back against the wall as his pants come undone and fall to his ankles.
Sliding her hand inside his boxers she pulled out his fully erected shaft and began massaging it. It amazes him how quickly his body responds to her touch. He was already panting and gasping and all she was doing was massaging him.
Before his mind could process what was happening she was on her knees before him. "Liah...what?...Liah." Air hissed through his teeth as she cover him with her lips and began gently sucking him. "Liah...oh..fuck...wow...Liah....that feels...so ..fucking ..good....hmm...." He moans and gasps as she works his shaft with her teeth and tongue.
Where his body was overheating before, now it was a raging inferno as ecstasy coursed through his veins like hot lava. His heart was beating so hard and so fast, it sounded like a bass drum in his ears. His waist began moving to the rhythm of her lips and a moan escapes his lips. She removes her lips from him long enough to place her fingers over them, telling him to be quiet.
Be quiet? Was she serious right now? How could he possibly be quiet when she was doing what she was doing to him? Wait, has he ever had this done to him before? He had no idea, but this was beyond amazing. He still couldn't believe this beautiful, sexy, alluring maiden was actually sucking his shaft right now. Unbelievable and toe curling amazing. He thought biting his lips to suppress another moan.
And why was he allowing her to, when he had turned away all the other ladies at Razor's house? Again he had no idea, griping her braids he wraps them around his fingers as his waist continues to move. He could feel his orgasm building within his body like a volcano about to erupt. He held it back for as long as he could but soon realized that he couldn't hold it back any longer. Easing her away from him he let his discharge erupt from him like a well-shaken champagne bottle that just had its cork popped. It rocked his body so hard that he literally couldn't stand and he sank to his knees.
She pushed his hand away, lean forward, and suck the last of his cum from his shaft. He fought to return his breathing to normal but found it a harder task than he originally thought. She removed her lips from his shaft, then captured his in another breathtaking kiss. "Hmm, your hair is longer and fuller, i love it," she whispers against his lips while running her fingers through his hair. "Does this still hurt?" She asked gently touching his skull where the doctor had operated on him. Unable to speak he shakes his head no.
"Good, there's so much I want to do to you, experience with you. I want all my first sexual experiences to be with you. I want you to take my virginity and don't worry, I'm not delusional, I know that at some point you'll get your memories back, you'll have to leave and return to your normal life and I'll have no regrets. I'll cherish every moment I get to spend with you, my gorgeous dream lover." She whispers against his lips.
"Now, listen to me, as long as you're on this Island, your pure, sexy, healthy, vegetarian body belongs to me, get that?" She asks and he nods. "That means I don't want you to so much as look, much less touch another woman. you're mine, understand?" "I understand." He whispers breathlessly.
"Good, and another thing, you don't need to worry about David, I'll handle him, all you need to concern yourself with is bringing this delicious body of yours to me as often as you can, okay?" "Okay." "Now, I'm nowhere near done with you yet, so stay here, I'm going to get you a bottle of coconut water, okay." He nods as she again captures his lips with hers.
She pushes her tongue into his mouth and he wastes no time deepening the kiss as he too explores her mouth. A few minutes later she pulled away from him, got up, straightened her clothes, and after whispering that she would be right back, walked away and disappeared around the corner.
He wasn't sure what else she had planned for him, so he decided to stretch his numb legs a little before she came back. He rises to his feet, secures his belt, straightens his shirt and coat, and walks back to the front of the yard. Not a submissive bone in your body, huh? His inner voice asks. Well, she did bring me to my knees, so I guess I can find a few just for her. "But seriously though, did that just happen?" He asks himself. But the tingling in his shaft answers the question for him.
Holy one up in heaven, it really did, wow, that was beyond amazing. He thought with a smile. He walks around a bit flexing his neck and shoulder muscles. He leaned his head back and took in a lungful of the fresh night air. He was in the process of exhaling slowly when he saw a tall fair-skinned man open her gate and march through it.
The man who was carrying a plastic bottle that Michael recognized as one of the many soft drinks that were on this Island marched over to him and glared at him. "You're him, aren't you? What are you doing here at this hour?" The man demands. "And you are?" Michael asks in a calm tone.
"I'm David, Liah's boyfriend, again, why are you here at this hour?" the man asks. Getting my shaft royally sucked by your princess! Michael's inner voice shouts with a mischievous grin. But out loud he said. "I needed to speak to her."
"Isn't that what phones are for?" "It had to be in person." Michael clarify. "At this hour? Couldn't it wait until tomorrow? Or did you come here hoping to continue what you started at Razor's house." the man asks in a scornful tone. Oh, so that's what she meant when she said her prince had turned into a toad. He also thought she was no longer a virgin. Michael thought with a snort.
"You know what, don't answer that. You need to leave, now." The man sneered in a hostile tone. "David? What are you doing here?" Liah asks in a shocked tone from behind them. "No Liah, the question is, what is he doing here?" David asks angrily. Liah's eyes darted to Michael and ran the full length of his body before she sighed in relief at the fact that his clothes were again in order. "He just stops by to say hi." "Oh really, he said he came here to talk to you and it had to be in person. So what the hell was so important that it couldn't wait until tomorrow?" David asks folding his arms across his chest.
"You want to know why he's here but what I want to know is, where are you coming from at this hour David?" she asks trying to divert the attention away from Michael. "This's not about me or where I'm coming from...." "It should be." She said cutting his sentence short. "Because I called you earlier but you were so busy you couldn't even have a five-minute conversation. Not to mention, that as long as I've known you I have never seen you here this late, and now out of the clear blue sky you show up here." She said angrily as she handed Michael the bottle of coconut water she was holding.
"Well, if he is going to be showing up here at all hours of the night, then maybe I should too." David sneers angrily. "And another thing, have you asked him to explain why there was a shootout at your gate the last time he was here?' David asks angrily, glaring at Michael.
"I was not the one firing, I was attacked by men from the other side," Michael says in a firm, calm tone. "Mix with criminals and that is what will happen but I see even that didn't stop you from showing up here again and Liah might I remind you that at this time last night, there was a fourteen-year-old girl in his bed? This is not the kind of person you should be harboring at your house seeing as though you have a fifteen-year-old living right here. If you're not concerned for yourself at least be concerned for your sister." He growls.
"How dare you, Zoey has always been my top priority. He's no danger to her because we all know that if there was indeed a young girl in his bed last night then Razor probably forced him to keep her there." She said defensively. She glances at Michael and he shakes his head reminding her that she shouldn't be defending him.
"I can't believe you're still defending him," David growls. "I'm not." She snaps. "It's just that, we all know how disgusting Razor can be..." "Yeah, yeah, and he was forced to have sex with a fourteen-year-old. How horrible that must've been for him." David cuts her off while rolling his eyes.
"Even if they had a gun to my head they couldn't force me to do something like that...." "Have you ever been forced to decide at gunpoint?" Michael asks in a cold tone cutting him off. "No, but...."
"For your sake, I hope you're never in that position. It's one thing when the gun is pointed at your head, that you could probably handle. It's another thing when it's pointed at the head of an innocent person who is in no way involved in whatever is going on and it would be even worse if that gun was pointed at the head of someone you love." Michael said his voice calm and deadly.
He held David's gaze for a few seconds and when it was obvious that he had rendered the man speechless for now, he turned his attention back to Liah. "It was good seeing you again, take care of yourself okay." He said and after giving her a small nod he walked towards the gate. "Moses, wait." She said moving towards him. "Moses? I thought his name was Michael." David grumbles. "Oh be quiet." She snaps at David. "I'll call you soon," Michael said with a small smile. "But your phone." "I know, I'll find a way." With that, he walked away and got into the car, a minute later the engine roared to life and he drove away.
"By the way, how is he driving? Does he have a license?" David asks. Liah's fingers curl into fists as she turns and glares at him.
"Michael had just turned on the road that leads to Razor's house when a car swerved in front of him, turned sideways, and blocked his path. "Michael brings his car to a screeching halt and observes the scene before him as three men step from the car in front of him.
"Step out a di car bouy, we jus wa talk." One shout. Michael took a deep breath before stepping from his car. His fingers wrap around the handle of his whip. "Come wid us, our boss wah chat to you." Another one said. Some of the men at Razor's house use this language but he couldn't figure out what language it was, most of the time he didn't even know what they were saying.
"What language do you speak?" Michael asks confused. "Wat the rass that ave fi do wid notin?" Another asks angrily. "Yow, easy my youth, you figet sey im wite?" one said to the other before turning back to Michael. "Alright my youth, this language is a twist to our English man, it's call pot-wa." One explains.
"Well, your Pot-wey is hurting my ears." "Not pot-wey you, idiot, pot-wa, so instead of saying please get in the car and come with us, we sey, get you rass in a di fucking car, now because mi neva come ya fi a fucking English lesson." Another said. "And why exactly should I get in your car?" Michael asks leaning his head to one side.
"Because di boss waa chat to you, you def or wat?" one said. "Meaning our boss would like to have a word with you." Another one said trying his best not to laugh. "I'm not interested in anything your boss has to say to me," Michael said, fingers tightening around his whip's handle.
"Hold on man, you no get it. Our boss wa chat to you which means your only choice right now is to get your rass in a di fucking car and come wid us, feel me?" One ask. "I would rather not, but I say again, I'm not interested, now could you please move your car, you're blocking my path," Michael states.
"Rass, oh, so you a bad man? Listen fool, you know wey you deh and who you a talk to right now?" One asks. Michael leans his head to the other side before answering. "I do know where I am, as for who is speaking to me right now, I'm not interested to know that either," Michael said his fingers now firmly gripping the handle of his whip, his other hand placed behind him and his legs apart.
"Hey fool, a who you think you is?" Another asks pulling his gun from his waist and cranking it." Within seconds Michael's whip had left his waist and was now in attack mode in his hands, the blade gleaming under the street light.
"Hold on man, the boss sey no fi shot him." One says patting the man holding the gun on his shoulder, he then turns back to Razor. "Alright man, you no come from ya, so you don't know who we are, so we a go give you one last chance fi get in a di car." "I'll pass." Michael state not in the least bit intimidated by them. "Our boss does not take no for an answer or give second chances, so you may want to reconsider." One said in a warning tone.
Thank you all for reading
verse for thought
for we walk by faith, not by sight
(2 Cor 5 vs 7)
Riddle from the last ch: what's the worst thing to collect?
Ans: Bills, true dat, raise your hands if you agree with me.
Okay here's another. What do you get when you cross a bell and a bratty kid? Good luck guys.