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“Here,” Tess said next, lifting her hands. “At this point, I… might as well just take this off. You can touch me more easily that way.”
Liam tried to keep his eyes from shining too brightly as Tess offered precisely what he’d hoped she would. Relaxing his grip on her breasts somewhat, he watched with bated breath as she, after only a moment of hesitation, began to tug her sports bra over her breasts, her shoulders, and eventually her head.
His focus didn’t allow him to see her place it on her nearby bed. The second she bared her chest for him, he moved his hands aside, then stared at her breasts like a dehydrated man would an ice sculpture.
Everything he’d felt was matched by what he saw. They. Were. Perfect. Large but not unwieldy, defiant of gravity, creamy. She wasn’t quite as fair-skinned as Avril or Anna, and the difference in color between her shoulders and her breasts was slight. Immediately, an image of Tess sunbathing topless during the summer and fall appeared in his mind, but he shook it off. He’d fantasize later. For now, he remained focused on what he could do with reality.
In what would become a trend of the next hour they spent together, Liam utilized the adage of asking for forgiveness, not permission. As Tess tossed her bra onto her bed, her peripherals didn’t notice him lower his head toward her silky breasts.
She certainly noticed as he placed a tender, loving kiss next to one of her areolae.
“L-Liam!” she gasped, straightening like a board.
“Sorry,” he said, though he didn’t mean it. “It just felt like the right thing to do.”
Crimson running amok upon her face, Tess’s mouth moved from side to side. Liam pretended not to notice her internal dialogue and planted another warm, wet kiss on the other side of the same areola. Other than quivering slightly, Tess didn’t chide him. So, a third kiss placed itself to the dark circles north, finished by a fourth to the south.
However, as he moved his lips from above her nipple to below it, he skimmed them over the erect point. A sigh that was one-part mild exasperation and one-part mild pleasure glanced against the top of his head.
“You’re certainly bolder than I remember you being. Did college change you so much?”
“Don’t you think you’re the cause?” Liam responded, moving his mouth over to her other areola. “Since I’ve gotten back, you’ve told me I was the only guy you could think of that you’d be okay with dating Anna, dressed in these sexy outfits for me, and let me hold and caress the most beautiful and amazing woman I’ve ever known on back-to-back days.”
His gaze stole away from her breasts, just long enough to confirm that his words had affected her as he’d hoped. Tess’s angelic face remained bright crimson, so he knew they must have.
“When you put it like… that, it makes me sound like an extraordinarily salacious woman. You’ve only been back for barely a week, yet look at how I’ve affected you.”
“I think it makes it obvious how much I value your opinion,” he replied. “That’s why I want you to be satisfied with what I can do for you.”
He wasn’t sure if his words or actions caused her more anticipation, but as he began to put his lips upon her body as Avril had taught him more and more, adding his hands to the mix, Tess soon sighed happily. Swirling his tongue around one of her nipples, he caressed her other breast, smearing the saliva he’d left around her areola across it.
“Just knowing you find me attractive is enough to satisfy me, Liam,” Tess whispered, trembling. She took a step back, and Liam followed her, as she didn’t seem to have made it in an attempt to decouple from him. “But… I very much appreciate your tenderness. It’s been a long time since someone touched me like this. I was a bit worried you would try and rush us to something… else.”
Liam gave his lips a short break from her beautiful body. “I know that’d be too quick, so I promise I won’t try that today.”
Tess relaxed against the flurry of kisses he peppered across her breast. “Thank you, Liam.”
Returning his attention wholly to her bliss, she didn’t remain relaxed for long. With his lips and hands aggravating her sensitive breasts, Tess sighed again and again, even arching forward the first time he lightly bit one of her nipples.
“Fuck,” she said under her breath, shivering against him. “You’re very good at this. I think I might be the lucky one here.”
Her compliment flooded him with satisfaction, and he allowed himself an internal cheer. With his fingers, he pinched and pulled on one of her nipples, and Tess again responded audibly.
“Perfect,” she said breathlessly. “Just like that. That’s the perfect amount of pressure.”
Swirling his tongue around her areola, he eventually flicked his tongue over her nipple, then pulled the other one simultaneously. Another breathy sigh, which bordered on a proper moan, escaped Tess’s throat.
Five minutes. Ten. Fifteen. With each successive moment, he received further pleasured responses, both audible and physical. Tess ended up backing into her nightstand, leaning on it for support as he delivered pleasure in amounts she must not have felt in years—he was certain of it at this point. Her head dipped back, her soft hair tickling his cheek when he briefly moved his mouth to her neck, sucking lightly enough that she didn’t need to worry about any telltale mark revealing what they’d gotten up to.
However, when the twentieth minute arrived, he felt a hand run through his hair. Warm, caressing, it drew his attention upward.
Tess smiled down at him. “I think I’m starting to get a little tender.” She blushed furiously. “It’s been a while since I got any attention here. I just need a little break.”
Begrudgingly, knowing better than to force the issue, Liam heeded her. Giving each of her breasts one more kiss, he retreated from her voluptuous form. It was only the second day since he’d first touched her intimately, he reminded himself. There would be more opportunities, potentially even today. However, he worried that it might not be the case, especially with how difficult it would be for them to get any extended time alone once Anna woke up.
Tess must have seen some semblance of his disappointment writ across her face because she smiled and folded her arms beneath her breasts, which was enough to draw him out of his misery.
“You know, I have a few more outfits I was going to try on. Would you like to see me in them?”
