Page 48 of Silent Girl


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Liam’s fingertips skirt up and down my inner thighs, featherlight. He wants my attention, and he has it. Whatever I was thinking leaves my head when he stops just at the apex of my thighs, right next to my core, and then slides lower. My legs involuntarily fall to each side of my body, spread wide. I’m already desperate for his touch again. I want those fingers on me, in me.

More than that, though, I want his cock. And I’m afraid if I don’t let this happen right now, I’m going to come to my senses and run out the door. With that thought in mind, I sit up and push Liam down. His back hits the mattress and his arms reach out to grab me around the waist and pull me on top of him. It’s exactly where I wanted to be anyway. I shed the remains of my destroyed top from my arms. And then reach behind me and unzip the back of my skirt. Rising to my feet on the bed, I let the skirt drop before kicking it to the side.

“I’m burning that,” Liam says, gesturing to the floor.

“That skirt cost me three grand. You’re not burning it,” I tell him.

“I’ll give you four grand if you let me burn it,” he says.

“That’s insane.”

“It is what it is.”

I plop back down, straddling his lap while my hands take their time exploring his torso. I have this desperate need to lick the grooves of his abs. So that’s what I do. I lean forward and run my tongue around the smooth skin. My fingers find the button on his pants, popping it open before sliding the zipper down. My hand reaches underneath the band of his briefs and finds his cock, hard and weeping precum. Then I lower my head, and my tongue darts out and slides right across the slit at the tip. His taste invades my mouth and it’s not enough. I want more. Taking as much of his cock as I possibly can, I hollow out my cheeks and slowly suck as I slide back up again.

Liam’s hands fist my hair. “Fuck, babe. Shit.” He tugs tighter, until I have no choice but to open my mouth. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to come in that fucking mouth of yours. And as much as I want to do that—God knows I fucking do—I want your cunt more.” He grabs me under my arms and drags me up his body. “You want that too, right?” he asks as one of his hands travels down until his fingers are sliding through the wetness of my pussy. He inserts one inside me, and my head falls back on a moan. “You want me to fuck this pussy, don’t you, Aliyah?”

His use of my real name, instead of that ridiculous pet name, has my core clenching around his fingers. I nod my head.

I want that. I want all of that.

“I need the words, Aliyah. You want me to fuck you until there’s no doubt that you’re mine, then say so, babe.”

I glare down at him. He’s really going to make me say it, isn’t he?

“Fuck me, Liam. Now. Before I come to my senses and walk out that door,” I tell him the truth, what part of me has been thinking of doing this entire time. Because it knows I should.

He gives me that devilish smirk of his and then reaches into the bedside table drawer, pulling out a string of condoms. He tears one off and then throws the rest onto the bed. “We’ll be using all of those before the night’s out,” he says, so goddamn cocky.

“You’re awfully sure of yourself, there, sport,” I say.

“I’ve been waiting weeks for this. You’ve had my cock constantly rock-hard—my balls have never been bluer, Aliyah. We’ve got a lot of time to make up for,” he fires back.

I roll my eyes. I’ll go with it for tonight. But I don’t expect it to turn into anything more. I’ll go home before he wakes up, make sure there isn’t that awkward morning-after discussion to deal with.

“How about less talking and more doing?” I suggest, plucking the condom out of his hand.

I lift up onto my knees, and Liam shoves his pants down his legs, kicking them off as I roll the condom onto his length. My mouth waters at the sight of him. I really did want to explore his cock with my mouth longer than I did. Holding it in one hand while lining it up with the other, I slowly, so fucking slowly, slide myself down onto him. He’s stretching me so damn much there’s a slight sting of pain with the intrusion.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he curses under his breath, his fingers digging into my hips, almost like he’s trying to control himself.

“If you’re a two-pump chump, tell me now, so I can at least pretend to have a good time,” I say.

Liam’s eyes widen at my words. And before I can react, he rolls us over so he’s back on top. He manages to do this while keeping his cock buried to the hilt inside me. “That sounds like another challenge, princess. You really think I can’t fuck you all night long? Now I have something to prove.”

“Prove it then,” I taunt him. Liam draws back, his cock slides out until just the tip is left inside me, and then he slams home again. “Ah, shit.” I close my eyes. I don’t know what part of my insides he just hit with his cock. But hell did it feel good.

He lifts my right leg, holding my knee over his elbow while my other leg wraps around his back. Then Liam glides in and out of me. Slowly. “The Knights scored five goals tonight, which means I’m going to make sure you score yourself five orgasms. One down, four to go,” he says.

“That’s not possible,” I tell him. No way am I going to come five times in one night.

“I can’t wait to prove you wrong.” Liam leans over me, his lips connecting with mine. My right knee touches my shoulder and I’m officially bent like a pretzel, my lower body spread wide open for him.

He pushes his tongue into my mouth as he increases his pace, thrusting in and out of me. At this angle, there isn’t an inch of him I can’t feel. He’s hitting every pleasure point I have inside me. One minute, I can feel the upward climb of my climax. And then, all of a sudden, that son of a bitch is soaring through the clouds, taking my sanity with her.

“That’s two,” I hear Liam say before he pulls out of me. He picks me up and turns me over so I’m flat on my stomach. I’m useless. My legs—shit, my whole body is nothing but Jello right now. Liam doesn’t seem to care as he lifts my hips off the bed and thrusts his cock into me from behind. He palms the flesh of my ass. “Fuck, I love this ass,” he says.

I have no words. I can hear the sounds coming out of my mouth as he fucks me. He wasn’t wrong. He is damn good at this whole sex thing, and as I feel myself trembling with that familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach, I’m having second doubts about the wholenot being able to come five timesin one night.

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