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“I’ll catch you before you hit the ground.”
Love Does Everything But Breathe
MIA
He pushes me against the wall and we start to kiss. We’re in one of the rooms in Liam’s house and the house is so big anyone could get lost in it. But that’s exactly what we needed, a place to get lost in. This room is at the end of a long hallway and Teague chose it because it was so far away.
“God,” Teague says, tugging at my dress. “I hate that I can’t tear this thing off.”
“You can,” I say, playfully massaging his crotch. “If you want to see me go naked through the swarm of party guests and butlers servings champagne.”
“Maybe we can just stay here till they leave.”
“We don’t even know if this room belongs to someone,” I say. “What if Liam doesn’t want us here?”
I guess I have a hard time loosening up in Delaney’s home because it just looks so intimidating. I get why Sebastian is such good friends with the guy, Liam happens to be his employer and Sebastian has to listen to what he says, but most of the time, I find Liam to be a bit odd. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to bitch about him but there’s something about him that makes me feel as though he’s hiding things. Of course it doesn’t matter much. It’s not like any of us are in a relationship with him. Well, technically Sebastian is in a work relationship but that’s not the same thing.
Teague and I start kissing and caressing one another, he’s taking it slow this time. “Come over here,” he says and leads me towards the sofa. He sits on the edge and I straddle him, his hands push my hips towards his body as our mouths search and our hands explore each other’s bodies. I use my hands to push Teague’s shirt off his shoulder and toss it aside. I kiss him on the neck, licking his ear lobe in between and then going back to the skin of his neck. I lick and kiss my way down and then back up to his face, feeling his slight stubble on my tongue. Our mouths meet again, more sensual this time and Teague pushes the hair back from my face and just looks at me for a moment. “You’re beautiful,” he says, and we go back to kissing. “Take off your clothes,” Teague says and I know we’re both ready. So I take off the dress and set it aside, while Teague unbuttons his jeans and takes his pants off.
When we’re both naked, I bend to place my mouth on his cock and don’t take it off until he is hard and big enough to hurt. I look up at him and he looks into my eyes. “You like that, baby?” I say. “Want me to keep going?”
> “Fuck,” Teague says. “I love this! But you can’t keep going.”
“Why?” I ask innocently even though I know the reason.
“Why?” Teague mocks me. “You know very well, why!”
If I stay on the blowjob for too long, Teague ends up finishing. Like really, finishing! I love the control I know that I have. Teague pulls me up and kisses my mouth. “I fucking love you,” he says. “I don’t want this to ever stop.”
“It won’t,” I say, kissing him again and then I straddle him on the sofa and pull on a condom over his length, guide it towards my slick, waiting hole and we fuck that way on the couch, me straddling him and impaling myself over his cock over and over until we’re both sharing a rhythm that’s new to us even though we’ve shared it so many times before. As my hips are moving over his cock, I start to get close to coming and grab Teague’s shoulders.
Suddenly, Teague grabs my body at the hips, lifts me and places me down on the sofa so he can get on top. His cock slips out but his fingers slip inside my wetness, and I must have come multiple times when he keeps using this same movement of his fingers to go in and out and concentrates on one singular spot, the one that makes everything around me melt and give way to perfect beauty, and when he just can’t help himself, he slides his cock back in and starts thrusting. His hands go over my breasts, as I lie back and enjoy the sensations when he lifts one leg of mine and places it against his shoulder and fucks me even harder.
In the next moment, Teague is lying on top of me and we’re both panting, and he kisses my forehead and pulls me into a hug and I bury my face into his chest.
He gets up and picks up his clothes from the floor, throws me my dress. “I’m tired,” I say, putting on my dress. “Can we go home now?”
“You’re tired?” Teague says. “That’s a first.”
“Shut up.”
There’s a knock so Teague answers the door. “Are you decent?” Liam asks.
“Yes,” I say from the couch. “We’re decent, Liam. You can come in.”
Liam steps in and turns to Teague. “There’s a friend I’d like you meet.”
“What friend?” Teague asks.
“Sebastian mentioned something about keeping you out of prison?” Liam says. “I’m assuming we’re still going with that plan?”
“Yes,” I say, before Teague can respond and get up. “Can your friend help him?”
“Mia,” Teague tries to butt in but I cut him off. “Teague,” I say. “Liam went through the trouble of talking to a friend let’s at least go and see what he has to say before you make any decisions.”
Teague goes silent.
“Well then,” Liam says, heading out. “I’ll be waiting for you in the game room.”
