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Page 38 of After All This Time (A Time For Love #2)

“Yeah, you’re so hard, baby. Is that for me?” he teases with a sinful smirk as he continues his descent until he settles between my legs and his eyes are devouring the source of my ache.

“It’s all for you, Li. Please, please make it better.”

A hint of embarrassment slashes through me at the words that are coming out of my mouth, at the desperation that colors everything I say to my best friend, but it immediately vanishes at the look he aims my way; a look that screams of boundless desire and love.

A tortured moan punches out of my chest when he licks my tip, my fingers gripping the sheets in an attempt to hold onto something.

He laps me up like it’s his favorite thing in the world, but when he takes me to the back of his throat with ease, possessiveness throbs in time with my heart at the thought of how he became so good at this.

His eyes look up briefly when he feels my fingers tangle up in his hair but they heat immediately when he realizes my intention.

He relaxes his throat and I ram my dick deep and slow, letting his tongue drag all the way up and down. I use his mouth like it’s my personal fuck toy because it’s mine.

He’s mine.

“Li-Liam, oh fuck, you’re so good. I have to stop before I – ah – come. Please, stop me. I don’t want to come yet,” I babble while my hips keep pumping my dick in his hot, wet mouth.

He grips my hips, effectively stilling my thrusts and his mouth drags off my shaft.

“No coming yet, sweetheart,” he says with a wicked smile, placing a soft kiss on my tip that sends electricity through me. “Toss me the lube.”

My breath catches at his words, my hand hastily rummaging through the drawer in my bedside table.

I toss him the bottle, swallowing hard in anticipation and slight apprehension.

Which of course he notices because he reads me so fucking well.

“Anything you don’t like, you tell me, Cooper. Got it?”

“Yes,” I rasp out, watching everything like a hawk, not wanting to miss anything he does to me.

“Good. Now spread these pretty thighs wider for me.”

My thighs fall open like they’ve just been waiting for his command.

He lubes his fingers generously, but it’s his tongue that finds my hole first.

His fucking deadly tongue that softens me, pushes inside, makes me loose and wet.

God, I’m never gonna get over this feeling. I feel like I could melt on this bed.

The feel of his tongue is replaced by his slick finger that breaches me easily. So easily.

He pushes it in slowly, his eyes rapt on what he’s doing, torn between watching himself entering me and making sure I’m okay.

I tilt my hips against his finger in answer, and he growls as he watches me fuck myself on his finger.

“More, Li. I need more,” I gasp out, and the words are barely out of my mouth, when he’s giving me two fingers, inch by inch.

It’s a strange sensation but not unpleasant, and knowing it’s him doing this to me, makes fire run through my veins.

A blinding pulse of unimaginable pleasure makes my body tremble and shake when his fingers curl inside me and find my prostate.

His grin is all teeth when he sees my reaction, and I only have time to suck in a breath, before he goes at it ruthlessly, pressing on it, massaging it relentlessly until I’m writhing on his fingers, my mind blank, my eyes blind.

I hiss when I feel a third finger sliding in, but the discomfort is brief because a hot mouth engulfs my cock once more and I swear I feel like I could come out of my skin.

“Liam,” I manage to choke out. “Liam, please.”

He knows what I’m begging for. He knows what I need.

And I see the same need, mirrored in his eyes when he climbs up my body, almost bending me in half.

“I need to be inside you, Coop. I need to fuck you raw, baby. Can I do that?”

He’s asking me to make sure I still want it like this but we’ve already had the conversation about safety and he knows I would never put him in danger, just as I know that neither would he.

“Yes, Li. Come on, I need to be full of you.”

The noise that tears out of him is barely human but his movements are surprisingly gentle as he carefully notches the slick head of his cock to my hole, and starts to push in slowly.

I groan at the feel of being split apart on his dick, the pressure insane, but he makes sure I have time to adjust, pushing in in small, slow thrusts that feed his cock inside me.

I feel like I take my first real breath only when he’s finally sitting balls-deep inside me.

I don’t even realize I’ve closed my eyes until I’m cracking them open and my gaze clashes with Liam’s.

Liam, who’s looking at me as if he’s holding his whole world in his arms. As if he’s experiencing an ecstasy that is beyond words, inconceivable. As if he loves me.

My hands come up to touch both sides of his face and I whisper the only words that matter.

“I love you, Liam.”

And that’s the moment he loses the handle on his control.

His hips withdraw and surge inside me in a thrust that is slow but so deep, I can feel him in my throat.

He grabs one of my knees and moves me just the way he wants me, and all I can do is take what he gives me.

He slides in and out in a way that makes my brain melt, aiming at that fucking spot with such brutal efficiency that soon I can only scream, and curse, and moan at what he’s doing to my body.

Because I know what he’s doing to me.

He’s making sure I can never function again without the pleasure he can give me, just like he promised.

And he’s fucking succeeding.

The hot, thick slide of his cock inside me is something I never imagined would feel like this. I’m so fucking full of him.

“Ah – ah – Liam, oh – there, oh God, there.”

“Here, baby?” he says between one harsh breath and another. “You want me to pound your sweet spot?” He switches to deep grinds and I’m close to sobbing. “You’re already pulsing around me, Coop, you know that?”

Oh fuck, he’s right.

His thrusts pick up speed and without warning, heat travels down my spine and through my shaft and I’m convulsing violently around him, choking his hard dick inside me as my own trembles and releases a steady flow of cum that feels so fucking good it almost hurts.

Oh fuck, I’ve never come like this before. Cum is leaking out of me in pulses that match the thrust of his cock against my prostate, like he’s fucking it out of me and it goes on and on and on, leaving me delirious. Mindless.

I can’t stop shaking, but my dick never softens.

“Fuck, you came untouched, baby,” Liam whispers in a voice full of awe, his thrusts slowing. “You came with only my dick inside you.”

“Yeah. Fuck, I did,” I mutter, my body still reeling and buzzing from what just happened.

“Coop,” he says, his forehead dropping on mine. “I need to go hard, baby. Please, can I go hard?”

I fist his hair and lift his head to meet his eyes dead-on.

“Fuck, yeah. Take me like you promised.”

A savage grin takes over his face before he slips out gently and flips me to my stomach.

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