Chapter Twenty Seven

Ariana

Liam lies on top of me as our breathing comes to normal. He is quite heavy but I like holding him like this feeling his weight against mine: it gives me a strange sense of comfort. I am sated and tired. Wow! That was mind-blowing. I never know I would like being tied up and fucked like this.

"Are you okay?" Liam asks me while getting off me. I give him a satisfied grin. The blindfold is slowly taken off me. I blink a couple of times to adjust to the light in the room. Liam surprises me when he quickly leans down and kisses me fully on the mouth. I moan in appreciation, desperate to touch him but my hands are tied. He pulls away from the kiss and unties me. He holds my hands in his and slowly massages the marks left by the bathrobe tie.

"You were so good," he says looking into my eyes. I don't know if that's true because it was really hard for me to stay still. I am surprised to find that he still has his pants on. I felt the rough material against my thighs but I was too turn