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‘Biting is for boyfriends, Scotty.’
The memory hits me full force and a wave of nostalgia sends me spiralling. There was plentiful, playful teasing back then, and it ignites a desire for something more, something I’ve always wanted.I hope he bites me, then.
I wrap my arms around his neck, feeling his broad shoulders beneath my arms. He smells so good; so warm and spicy I can almost taste him. On cue, my mouth waters at the thought of actually tasting him.
One thing at a time, Jessica!
Liam pulls his head back to look at me, his eyes shining bright with arousal, pupils blown with desperation, his breath heavy and erratic and I’ve never felt more wanted. Blood pumps around my body at a torturous temperature, and the residual heat is pooling between my legs. Liam is looking at me like he wants to ruin me, and I can’t wait.
“You, Miss Scott, are wearing too many clothes.”
He moves me off him with ease and sits me on the sofa to kneel in front of me, slowly taking off my shoes, softly kissing the inner part of each ankle as he lowers my feet agonisingly slow. Despite the softness of his lips, the searing heat they leave behind is blindly travelling all over my skin. My body responds to him like thunder to lightning. If seeing Liam Taylor on his knees before me wasn’t enough, it sure as shit is enough to send me over the edge now.
He leans back on his heels and takes off his shirt one button at a time. Each button that he undoes with his strong, careful fingers sets off another firework of arousal in my core. I watch him eagerly and as the material falls away from his skin. He has an insanely sexy body that he obviously works hard for, and every inch of it is screaming for me to touch him. I run my fingers across his masculine, corded forearms, watching him flex under my touch.
His hands lower to me, until his fingertips reach the buttons of my jeans, but his eyes never leave mine, full of hot desire. The sizzle of his touch on my hips so close to where I need him to be. I push my hips forwards as he peels my jeans off, leaving me in just my black satin thong. He stifles a groan as he lowers his head to kiss the top of my thigh as he inhales.
I may as well be pure liquid now because I’m fucking so far gone for this.
Nipping my inner thigh, he triggers a squeal from me. Standing quickly, he removes his trousers, revealing his thick thighs and toned stomach, the outline of his cock bulging against the cotton.
Fuck, he looks edible.
“You have no idea how much I want you, how long I’ve imagined this happening, how many times I’ve fucked my hand thinking of you. I want to taste you, lick you, fuck you, and make you come until you can’t think straight.” His voice is low, gravelly, and laced with lust as he leans to me again. “Fuck,” he says desperately. “Do you want me to stop?”
Definitely not.
I’m pulsing, panting, pining for him. I can feel the slick desire pooling between my legs, my clit throbbing for attention, my walls already clenching, desperately aching for him.
“Come here,” I grab the back of his neck and kiss him, hard and demanding, showing him how much I want this too. I rub his hard length over his boxer shorts, and his hands immediately go into my hair, angling me to take what he wants. His kisses move to my neck, hot, wet and frantic, dragging a whimper from my lips when his tongue flicks over my pulse.
I slip my hand into his boxers and stroke him slowly, his moans of appreciation filling the room, making me grip him tighter. My underwear clings to my pussy, wet with my arousal for him. Knowing I can affect him like this too makes me feel dizzy with power.
His hands roam my body as if he is discovering me for the first time and, in a way, I guess it is like that; ten years without each other is a long time.
His teeth nip a trail along my collarbone while his hands move lower. He reaches into my underwear, running his thick finger along the seam of my lips, teasing me. The thrill of us finally touching makes my skin erupt in goosebumps. The sensation of his fingertips on me travels everywhere, except where I need him the most; my clit beats against the ghost of his touch. A carnal need possesses my body, forcing me to arch my back, pushing into his palm, demanding more. “Liam, please,” I beg.
When he grazes my entrance, we both hiss. “Fuck, Jess. You’re so wet. I need to taste you.” Before I can form a thought, he’s me pushed further onto the sofa as he sinks to his knees. His head disappears between my legs, his warm tongue darts out, flattening against my thigh before he nips the skin there, making me shoot up the sofa. “Easy baby, I’m just getting started,” he hums into my legs, pulling me back towards his face as he drops a kiss over my underwear.
“Oh, God.” My hips roll towards him as he hooks his thumbs into my thong and drags the fabric down my legs. His eyes land on my pussy and his throat rumbles on a groan and he licks his lips, wetting them in anticipation. When he moves closer, my body opens for him, my legs falling further against the sofa. His stubble grazes my thigh as he trails kisses from my knee to my apex and I let out a desperate sigh at the contact. My whole body is a ticking time bomb that only he can diffuse as I lay completely at his mercy. “Liam, you’re making me crazy… please, just fucking touch me already.”
He laughs lightly against my skin, the huff of air leaving his mouth spreads warmth over my aching clit. “Such a needy girl. Since you asked so nicely.” He smirks before diving forwards into me.
The pressure from his tongue covering my clit suddenly has my legs flying closed, trapping him against me. My body drowns in the warmth of him flicking against me before he sucks me into his mouth, making my legs shake around his head. I’m already so close, my body stumbling into the abyss of ecstasy as Liam consumes me over and over, daring me to fall.
“Don’t… fucking… stop,” I plead.
My hands instinctively go to his hair to hold him against me, the threat of oblivion too intoxicating. He pushes two fingers inside of me, earning a purr from my throat, frantic for him to find that sweet spot. When he curls and strokes me from the inside, my legs fly open as I gasp, “Liam!”
His eyes meet mine, still buried between my legs. “I want you to come all over my face, Jess. Give me what I want, and you get what you want.” He growls between licks and his demands almost send me over the edge.Who knew Liam had such a dirty mouth?
He pumps me feverishly with his fingers, filling me so deeply while his tongue swirls around my bundles of nerves. “Oh god, I’m so… I’m so close,” I cry.
Liam groans into my pussy just as his teeth graze my clit, pushing me over the edge. “I-I’m… fuck,” I scream. My world shatters as I feel the rush between my legs; an explosion of pure bliss as my orgasm hits me. Liam finally slows his movements, alternating between licking and kissing as he eagerly devours every last drop.
My body is humming, floating, buzzing with my release as Liam slowly makes his way towards me until he reaches my mouth. Kissing me deeply, I taste myself on his lips when he sweeps his tongue over mine.
“See how fucking sweet you taste, Jess?” he mutters before he pushes his tongue back into my mouth, moaning as I suck my arousal from his tongue.
