Page 24 of After All This Time (A Time For Love #2)

Cooper

“ A nd so I decided to become an astronaut and be the first person to set foot on Pluto.”

The words pull me back to my current surroundings and I blink owlishly at Katie.

“Huh?”

She laughs, shaking her head.

“Boy, you’re really not paying attention. Am I boring you that much?”

“No, nothing like that,” I exhale, slumping back in my chair. “I’m sorry, my mind is just elsewhere.”

As in wherever Liam is.

God, his expression when he came inside the café and saw me with Katie plays over and over in my head. The surprise that morphed briefly into hurt and, worst of all, doubt, before he slammed it all behind an impenetrable wall.

“Hm,” she scrutinizes me, a small smile tipping her mouth. “Elsewhere or over to someone special?”

I hold her gaze and huff out a laugh.

“Someone very special.” Someone I need to go find and make sure is okay.

Someone I miss even though it’s only been a few hours since I saw.

She nods knowingly, reaching out to squeeze my hand.

“Then I’ve taken enough of your time,” she says, starting to pick up her things. “Let’s go before you fidget your way out of your seat.”

I laugh because it’s true but my grin stays on all through the drive back, my body almost buzzing the closer I get to my place.

Because I’m seeing him soon.

The apartment is dark when I get home.

Leaving my shoes and jacket by the door, my eyes sweep the living room, finding it empty.

I hear the sound of running water and my steps carry me outside the bathroom door, where the shower is unmistakably on.

I can only imagine what Liam will look like in there, the hot water running over his body, his head tilted back to let the rivulets wash over him, the steam overwhelming and dizzying.

The need to join him makes me tremble.

I’m turning the handle before I can talk myself out of it.

The humid air greets me, making the clothes I’m wearing feel almost unbearable on my skin.

Of course, none of this matters when my gaze lands on the stunning man behind the fogged glass. Most details are hidden from my eyes, but what I can see makes me swallow thickly.

He doesn’t notice me at first, giving me the opportunity to look my fill without interruption.

But the moment he does, I feel it like a low hum of electricity.

Our eyes meet through the glass and lock in a few endless seconds, anticipation building inside me.

My gaze never drops from his as my hands find the hem of my shirt, pulling it off me. He makes no effort to hide the heat in his eyes as I take off my jeans and briefs, my dick springing free, already half-hard.

I’ve barely slipped into the shower with him when I find myself crowded against the tiled wall, my back plastered against the hard surface, Liam’s arms bracketing both sides of my head.

My eyes are helplessly drawn to the glorious naked expanse of his body, the miles and miles of wet golden skin making it impossible to look away.

“What are you doing here, Coop?” his hypnotic voice reaches my ears through the noise of the running water that hits the tiles. I lift my gaze and the look he gives me makes my blood boil and my cock thicken.

His lips are wet, too, drops of water clinging to them for dear life.

I lick my lips instinctively, the need to taste those drops making me weak.

A low growl reverberates within our close surroundings before Liam’s hand grips my throat in a move so possessive, it makes my aching cock leak.

He leans forward until he’s all I can see.

“Is my baby hungry?”

Oh fuck. I’m in so much trouble.

My Adam’s apple bobs beneath his firm hold and my lips part.

“Starving,” I whisper.

His mossy-green eyes flash with pure, unrestrained desire.

“Give me your tongue.”

I obey his command eagerly, needing something, anything from him. Needing him to feed me, to feed this aching, insatiable hunger.

He crushes his lips on mine, sucking my tongue into his hot mouth, devouring me from the inside out. His hand holds me in place, as his other touches my chest, traveling on my hypersensitive skin until he finds my nipple, rubbing it, pinching it, making my mind go blank with pleasure.

The kiss is devastating, destroying every defense I have, until I’m moaning into his mouth, brokenly, shamelessly, and my cock is rubbing against his hard thigh.

“Please, Li,” I gasp when he releases my mouth briefly. “Please, I need you.”

“What do you need, baby?” he asks in a hoarse, wrecked voice.

“I need you to touch me.” I whimper as the head of my cock catches his thigh in an excruciatingly perfect angle.

He exhales harshly, his expression showing all the torment and desperation I’m sure is on my face right now.

“Fuck, Coop,” he moans softly, before reaching out to grab the tube of conditioner and squeezing some in his palm.

The first glide of his slick hand on my length makes my eyes slam shut and my mouth open in a ragged groan.

He works me perfectly, relentlessly, setting a brutal pace that’s meant to make me lose my mind. He keeps his strokes tight and hard, twisting the head before sliding down again, and I swear I fucking shudder.

Just as I start feeling the tell-tale tingles down my lower back, he pulls his hand off, his palm squeezing my balls, stopping my orgasm in its tracks.

“No, no…” I whimper, my body slumping against him.

Making a soothing sound, Liam wraps his hand around me once again, his touch unhurried and relaxed.

“Did she touch you?” he mutters, his lips spreading kisses from my jaw to my neck.

I tilt my neck to grant him better access, needing his mouth on me like I need air.

He takes the offering I give him, latching onto my neck, sucking his bruises on my skin.

His hand grips the wet strands of my hair tightly, before he brings his mouth to my ear once more.

“Did. She. Touch. You.” he asks again, punctuating every word with a bite or a suck.

“N-no,” I stutter, the pleasure of his slow ministrations riding me hard. “I told her there was – ah – someone else.”

I watch through half-lidded eyes how my words affect him, his expression softening, his gaze swimming with so much warmth it makes my heart ache.

He releases my hair, bringing his hand to cradle my face, his forehead dropping to touch mine.

“Good,” he whispers, and I can’t stop myself from brushing my lips against his. It’s impossible not to when he’s so close.

“Turn around,” he tells me gently, nudging me to face the shower wall.

My heart speeds up as I brace my arms on the tiles and I jump when I feel his fingers graze my back gently, traveling down until they meet the dimples of my ass.

“Do you have any idea how good you look like this, Coop?” he asks in a husky voice that makes me turn my head slightly to the side to look at him.

He’s looking at me as if I’m the answer to all his prayers. As if he’s waited for this for an eternity.

He probably has.

I whimper and my back arches when his hands fall on my ass, prying my cheeks open.

“Oh, sweet Jesus,” he mumbles and his gaze clashes with mine. “You look good enough to eat.”

I groan at his words, falling heavily against the wall.

I hear a bottle clicking open and shut, and then Liam is there.

His body covers mine completely, his slippery cock nestled between my cheeks. His hand snakes around me, gripping my shaft, and from there I’m fucking lost.

I let my head fall back on his shoulder as he fucks his cock between my cheeks and pumps me hard, fast, mercilessly.

“The things I want to do to you, baby.” His voice comes out strained, his breath shallow.

“I want to see your tight, little hole stretched around my cock, knowing I’m the only one who has ever been there.

I want to fuck you slow and deep, and hard and fast until we both forget our names.

And I want to use you so thoroughly you won’t be able to be near me without needing me inside you. ”

“Oh God, Li,” my voice cracks as I rush through orgasm. “Yes, take me, take me, take me. Oh fuck , I’m coming, Li.”

“Yeah, Coop. Come for me, baby. Come all over my hand.”

My balls seize as cum shoots out of my cock with such force, I cover both his hand and the wall in front of me. I pulse, and pulse, and pulse so hard, I have to wrap my arm around his neck to ground myself for fear I will float away.

A sharp inhale reaches my ears, and I feel the moment Liam comes on me, in long jets that run down my lower back and my crack.

I moan softly as he milks every last drop of cum from me, while still pushing his softening dick, spreading the mess he made all over me.

When it’s finally too much for both of us, we slump on the shower wall.

Suddenly, a chuckle builds in my throat.

“I’ll regret asking, but what’s so funny, Coop?” Liam mumbles against my nape.

“Nothing, it’s just that, who knew you were such a filthy motherfucker?”

His chest shakes against me before he pulls himself straight and I can turn around.

He rinses all evidence away and shuts off the water that’s basically cold by now, tugging my hand until I’m his arms.

“I didn’t hear any complaints,” he says, his eyes twinkling playfully.

“I liked it, Li,” I tell him sincerely, peering straight into him so he knows I mean it.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Now take me to bed. I’m cold and I need you to cuddle me hard.”

The grin he gives me feels like the dawn of the sun—warm and inevitable.