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“Yeah, just a quick one before work,” he says, panting. I hear a knock on my door, so I tuck the phone between my ear and my face to free up my hands.
“Well, I just wanted to say good…” I open the door awkwardly and then I see him, standing in my doorway sweating in his t-shirt and running shorts, that are so short they should be illegal. His skin glistens, like he doesn’t actually belong on earth with us mere mortals. He has the biggest grin on his face as he finishes the sentence I’ve long forgotten I was saying.
“Morning?” he smirks, taking out his earphones and walking past me.
“You ran to my house?” I ask, disbelieving he’s actually here.
He smiles, panting in my hallway. “I ran to your house.” He smirks that cute smirk again and my knees weaken at the sight of him. “I’m desperate for water because that run has me blowing out of my arse. You are my only cardio lately and I’ve been slacking with my running.” He swats my behind as he walks into my house like he has lived here forever, leaving me with my mouth hanging open.
Oh, sure he’s the one desperate for water?My mouth is drier than a Rich Tea biscuit right now.
When I follow him into the kitchen, he’s glugging water. I’ve never noticed how sexy the simple act can be… until now. The way the water escapes from the side of his mouth and drips down onto his now naked chest.When did he take his top off and God, he looks edible.I follow the drip as it settles onto his peck and slowly creeps down towards his nipples, and I have to fight with every single cell in my body not to chase it with my tongue.
Jesus Christ alive.
He catches my eye, letting out a low rumble. “Enjoying the view, Scotty?” I definitely am. I’m also not doing a good job at hiding it, apparently. I’m nodding my head far too eagerly whilst knowingly eye-fucking him.
It’s that smirk again that makes me want to play with him, so I saunter over to him, without breaking our gaze. The energy between us zaps around the room like fireworks because I want him and I know he wants me.
As I get close enough to touch him, I lift one finger and lazily trace his abs, running from the top of his pecs all the way down to the waistband of his shorts. His breathing filters through his nose as he tries to remain in control, but he gives himself away when I hear a rumble in his chest as I reach his shorts. God, that noise sends all kinds of naughty messages directly to my core.
I grin, loving how affected he is by my touch and just when I believe I’m in charge, Liam grabs my wrist and places my hand behind my back which forces me forwards into his chest, drenching me in the smell of his arousal and sweat from running. The worst part? I’m not even mad about it. He smells like the most delicious snack right now, all man and desperate for me. I smile sweetly up at him. “Yes?”
The look he gives me tells me that he's right on the edge of control; exactly where I want him. He leans down to brush our lips together but doesn’t give me the satisfaction of a kiss.
“Shower. Now,” he whispers into my mouth.
“Maybe I’m not done teasing you yet.” I wiggle out of his grip and, to my surprise, he lets me. I take the opportunity to move around his body slowly until I’m standing behind him. I run my hands around his hips and down the outside of his shorts, feeling and needing his muscular thighs, the sweat making me stick to him as I move over his skin. His body sags against me, his head lolls backwards and he lets out a breath he was holding. I love the way he reacts to my touch. It makes me feel ten feet tall. Wanting to see him react again, I flex my fingers gently, dragging my nails up his thighs again and ghost over his bulging cock, and I watch as the six-foot-three man crumbles beneath my fingers.
“Fuck, Jess.” He hisses as I move my hands to cup his arse over his shorts. I give it a little squeeze and bring my hands back to his front, using one finger to trace the outline of his length. His abs flex and tense as I circle the tip and run down until I palm his balls through the thin material of his shorts. His breathing stutters as I remove my hands altogether, loving the deflate in his body. My fingertips lift and drag along the side of his arm. I reach on my tiptoes as I lick along his collarbone, up to his jawline, humming as the salty taste of his skin covers my tongue.
“Do you want me?” It’s barely a whisper and I already know the answer, but I also know he is letting me tease him right now and I’ll willingly pay for it later.
His head tilts and his grin tells me I’ve just lost all my power in this little game. “You have no i-fucking-dea, baby.” He grabs me roughly underneath my thighs and wraps my legs around his waist and I go willingly. “You’re lucky I don’t just take you here in your kitchen. Fuck, I want to bury my face in your pussy and taste you, but I don’t like to be interrupted, and I want you all to myself this morning. I’m feeling selfish.”
His eyes threaten to drown me with pure, unfiltered desire as he eats up the distance between the stairs and my bedroom before dropping me onto my bed. His eyes watch as my breasts bounce through my top, at the impact and his tongue darts out to lick his lips before he asks me, “If I put my fingers inside you, baby, are you going to be wet for me?” His words scatter over my skin, releasing tiny fireworks in their wake. I can feel my clit pulsing, needing to be touched… no, begging, as I close my eyes on a moan.
“What do you need, Jess?” he rasps, looming over me, desperate to consume me.
I’ve gone from teasing to being beneath him, begging him to touch me in a matter of minutes, and I don’t care in the slightest because I need him more than I need my next breath.
“Please,” I whisper as my body arches towards him, urging him to give me what I need.
“Tsk tsk, baby. I need to know what you want. Tell me.” He knows he has the power now, and it’s driving me insane.
“I need you to touch me. I need your fingers inside of me. I want you all over me… I want to come for you,” I pant, completely breathless and now unashamed at how strong my craving is for him.
A growl forms in his chest as he bares his teeth in approval, and he doesn’t disappoint when he pushes my sleep shorts to the side and sinks a finger inside of me. He buries his head into the crook of my neck, causing goosebumps to burst across my skin. My body is screaming for more as he lightly brushes over my clit with his thumb.
“More, Liam. I need more.” He grins and the desire rolling through me forces my eyes to close.
He pushes in another finger and curves them skilfully until he finds my G-spot, then he pumps them, filling my room with the sounds of my arousal. He pulls out his fingers and glides them over my clit, making my legs shake with need. “Let it go, baby. Give me everything.”
I want to give him everything. I grip his shoulders, clawing into his skin as he stretches me once more.Oh, God. My hips move on their own accord, shuddering against his palm as his thick fingers work me. “Fuck yes, ride my hand like the needy girl you are.” he growls.
“Ohhh, fucking hell.” My body teeters, shudders and pulses at his words as he moves his thumb and presses on my sensitive clit again. “Fuck, yes.” I mutter as I grasp onto him harder and grind my hips to the rhythm of my thrashing heartbeat.
My whole boy quivers and shakes as he draws out my orgasm until I’m gasping and dripping on his palm, but he doesn’t stop, eagerly wringing pleasure bursts from my body. When I lock eyes with him, his head dips low and he licks me from my ass to my clit, as I writhe beneath him.
