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“We’ve got to stop doing this.”
“Yeah, that’s what you said yesterday and the day before.” Liam crowded me up against the kitchen counter, nipping at my jaw. His stubble rasped against my skin as he lowered his head to my throat.
“That’s what you said too,” I reminded him, biting back a moan as his teeth lightly scraped across my Adam’s apple.
Logically, I knew that we needed to take a step back and work out what we both wanted, but the more I got to know him, the more I wanted to be around him.
I couldn’t resist him.
But I tried. We both did.
Turning away from him, attempting to ignore the erection that was tenting my joggers, I continued shaking frozen curly fries out of the bag onto the oven tray. His hot, hard body pressed up against my back, and his lips skimmed across my shoulder.
“Hmmm. Maybe you’re right. We should stop.” He slid his arm across my stomach, running his hand down my abs and then lower, until he was rubbing across my cock.
“Liam.” I threw my head back against his shoulder, my hips thrusting forwards at the same time he pressed his own erection against my ass. “Fucking cocktease.”
“Cocktease? Really?” He removed his hand from my dick, but before I had a chance to protest, he was slipping it inside my joggers, and then his fingers were curling around my hard length.
“Fuck.”
Lowering my joggers, his hand began working my dick, making my eyes roll back in my head. He placed his mouth to my ear. “Don’t forget to put your fries in the oven.”
“Fuck the fries,” I mumbled, arching into his touch.
He laughed, but it turned into a moan when I ground myself back against him. Two could play that game.
His strokes sped up, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. We were playing a dangerous game—we weren’t alone in the house, and although there was no one else downstairs at the moment, there was no guarantee we would remain uninterrupted.
“Are you gonna come for me?” He bit down on my ear as he twisted his hand, and my orgasm was ripped from me, sudden and blinding.
“Oh, fuck. Liam.” I collapsed back against him.
His mouth moved to my neck. “Fuck. You’re so hot.”
“Mmm.” A shiver ran through me at the press of his lips to my throat. “You are.”
“Maybe we should clean up,” he murmured when he eventually lifted his head, and I glanced down to see my cum striping the cupboard in front of me.
“So unhygienic.” I forced myself to move away from him, pulling up my joggers and grabbing a handful of kitchen towels to clean up with. “This is a food preparation area. What were you thinking?”
“Semen is full of protein, so it technically counts as food.” He leaned back against the counter, his eyes dark and heavy-lidded and an amused smile on his lips.
So fucking sexy.
My gaze lowered to his hard cock, clearly visible in his shorts. “You want a hand with that?”
One of his shoulders lifted in a lazy shrug. “If you’re offering.”
Yeah, I was offering. This wasn’t a one-sided relationship—no. I derailed that train of thought. This wasn’t a relationship at all, as much as I wished it was.
Ignoring the tiny stab of pain, I moved to stand in front of him, leaning forwards and pressing a kiss to his gorgeous lips. Then I got down on my knees, tugging down his shorts and exposing his hardness to me. Precum glistened at the tip, and I couldn’t help myself, swiping my tongue across the head of his cock, needing to taste.
He moaned above me, and it spurred me on. Conscious that we weren’t actually alone in the house, I sucked down his full length, breathing through my nose, tears filling my eyes as he hit the back of my throat. I gripped his thighs, pulling them towards me, and he got the hint. He began fucking my mouth, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides as his hips jerked forwards. When he buried his hands in my hair with a low growl, I moaned around his cock.
He gasped. “Fuck…I’m—”
