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Whatever he wants to do with me.
A whisper of a flutters distracts me. I eye the condoms he tossed onto the bed with an amused glance. “Think you have that much stamina?”
“I fucking hope so. I’m not leaving here until I’ve used them all.”
“Bailey?”
“Is at a sleepover. We have all night.” He crawls up my body until his naked torso is perfectly aligned with mine. That’s when I realize he’s shed his boxers. Wrapping my legs around his, I rub my pussy against his lower stomach in anticipation of how it’s going to feel when he finally thrusts his cock deep inside of me. Liam’s head crashes down onto mine. “Don’t be so impatient.”
I huff out a laugh that’s abruptly cut off when he slides down, pressing kisses down the center of my body as he goes.
Eventually, Liam props himself in between my thighs. One of my hands is threaded through his hair, the other is clutched in my duvet cover and all he’s done is touch me. Now, he glides his fingertips around my clit in slow circles, causing my body to quiver. “That’s what I want.”
“More,” I beg.
“You’ll give it to me,” he snarls. His fingers drag down to my saturated entrance before he notches them inside my opening.
“Please. Oh, please.”
Then he slides a finger inside.
My body bows, especially when he begins thrusting before lowering his lips to my clit and sucking on it. My head thrashes back and forth, my thighs quiver. Liam, proving he’s a man of his word, keeps up the pace, adding a slight curl as his fingers hit my core.
I’m right on the edge. I lift my head and blindly, I search for an anchor. Instead, I find Liam’s eyes and fall over into rapture. The throbbing of my core tightens around his fingers. I’m certain my wetness must drench his beard, but I don’t care.
All I care about right now is not stopping until I feel him connected to me.
Liam straightens from his position on the floor. He uses the lubricant from me to stroke his cock. Any exhaustion I felt from my own orgasm falls away. I struggle to sit up. “Let me.”
His eyes gleam with interest and agreement. “Next time. If you wrap those lips around my cock, I won’t last.”
I lean back, bracing on my elbows. My legs fall open. “Then what do you want me to do?”
He snatches up a condom and rips it open, stroking it down his length. “Sit right there. Just like that.” The second he’s sheathed himself, his hands move to my ankles. He slides his palms up over my calves, making room for his hips as he crawls back up in between my legs.
I wrap my legs around his hips as he coats his cock in my remaining wetness. Every time the head of his cock bumps against my still humming clit, I grind myself up against him. I’m about to roll him over and take him deep inside when his cock probes my entrance. “Are you ready?”
I lift my hips in response.
His answer is to drive into me in one single push before he stills his body over mine.
My breath escapes with a gasp. “Fuck me, Liam.”
Liam gives me a second to adjust to his size. Then he begins thrusting. “With pleasure.”
In and out, long strokes that have me clutching his shoulders for purchase as my thighs clasp his hips. Liam rotates his hips in a tight circle as he flings us to the cliff where we’re intended to fly.
The second orgasm bowls into me quickly, my inner muscles clamping down on his cock. I moan his name and wrap him up as he continues to pound into me. Then, three, four strokes later, his fingers clenched on my hip as he shatters. His body stills before his hips shunt forward, jerking as the orgasm rips through him. He gasps my name, “Laura,” before he collapses on top of me.
In that moment, I absorb everything. My hands run up over the barely leashed muscles of his back, down over his taut ass. I smell his aftershave mingled with the scent of sex, us. I hear his harsh breath in my ear.
And I know I didn’t just fly.
I fell off a cliff.
One where I might be falling in love.
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