( warning slightly matured content)
Xhara turned to face the door after Hafeez had left, she couldn't let Hafeez go just like that. She quickly stumbled out of bed and tip-toed near the open door, the suite that they were staying in had two rooms, a kitchen, and a living area. The suite was originally supposed to be for Jamal and Hafeez, but Xhara decided it was best for them to be away from Jamal at least until he could cool down. She walked through the corridor and into the living area, she then heard sounds coming from the kitchen. Following those sounds, she peeped from where she was and saw Hafeez Washing the dishes, she watched in silence.
" He's Soo perfect" she thought in her mind. An idea suddenly appeared in her head, since his back was to her she decided to pounce on him.
She ran and jumped, and in a split second, Hafeez turned around and caught her in mid-air.
Xhara instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, their faces were inches from each other. She wanted to make a move but she also wanted Hafeez to make a move instead, they stayed in that position just admiring each other's features.
Xhara then started trailing her fingers on his soft facial features while making deep eye contact, Her finger stopped near his lips and Hafeez took her finger in his mouth making Xhara giggle in the process. She loved that they were in their little world, it seemed as though every time they were together time stopped and she loved it, she loved it just as much as she loves Hafeez.
When they were younger, Xhara always thought Hafeez played for the other team because of how feminine he looked. Her thoughts were drawn back to reality when she felt something poking her thigh, " Hafeez" she said a little panicky "Shh don't worry, I know how to control myself" he said while carrying her to the counter so she could sit and face him.
He wanted to turn around but Xhara would not let him, she wrapped her legs around his waist and wrapped them tight!!.
"But what if I don't want you to control yourself" she pouted "What if I want you to touch me, hold me, and explore my body?" Hafeez had a mortified look on his face. He never expected Xhara to be this vocal, she was just 22 and had her whole life ahead of her, well she's 22 that doesn't make her a Saint right? Hafeez was using his last thread of resilience to deny Xhara what she wanted.
He wasn't going to take her because he was a man of principle and also because Jamal was a scary man which was also the reason why he had second thoughts about confessing his feelings to xhara. "No Xhara I could never do that to you, I put you on a pedestal and I wanna value what we have not you know? take it slow, what you want will come in due time" he winked at her but Xhara was not satisfied with just that.
" but what if I want it now?" she drew him even closer to her and slipped her hand inside his shorts, Hafeez was quick to catch hold of her hand, and he held her wrist tight looking at her sharply. " No Xhara we can't do this, stop" she made puppy eyes at him "Oh please I promise you will feel good" she slyly slid her other hand to stroke his length, she was baffled by the size and length "Oh my Hafeez you are huge" she exclaimed and continued to stroke, she enjoyed hearing Hafeez grunts.
His hand suddenly gripped her wrist not too tight but not too loose. He stood his ground and denied Xhara what she wanted, she wasn't happy because she was determined to get what she wanted. Likewise, Hafeez was also determined not to touch a woman before marriage and call him spineless but that was his number 1 rule. "Xhara you need to mmmh, please stop or else" he threatened between his moans. But of course, Xhara ignored it.
She kept stroking and stroking, and Hafeez continued moaning and grunting. His shaft was rock hard, Xhara was about to suggest she rub some Vaseline on her hand when they both heard a knock on the door. " hey Hafeez, I need to talk to you, bro. Listen I know it's not my place to be mad at you for liking my sister, I'm sorry could we just talk? Hafeez" he continued to shout at the door while knocking.
Hafeez was panicky while Xhara was seething mad that smoke could be visible from her ears. Hafeez couped Xhara's face "Go to the room I'll dismiss Jamal" he kissed her forehead. She looked at the door and then back at Hafeez, "you think Jamal won't notice your bulge?" she pointed at it, Hafeez smiled "Okay, you answer the door while I go take a shower to cool off" She nodded in agreement and they both went in the opposite directions.
"hey Jamal," Xhara noticed Jamal's expression and it was evident didn't approve of her being here "Where is Hafeez?" Xhara moved so that Jamal would enter, "Well, when I came he was bout to take a shower" She smiled weirdly but Jamal had a frown on his face. Jamal walked over to the couch and sat down following behind was Xhara who did the same. Soon Hafeez came out of the room with a change of clothes. "Hafeez good you're here, we will be leaving soon because I found where Balira is, I'll tell you the rest when we arrive where she is". Both Hafeez and Xhara were bewildered "Seriously? They said simultaneously. " yes now pack your things" and just like that they were off to country J