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“You like this, don’t you, Miss Harden? The excitement of maybe getting caught? I might have to take you out more often so I can eat you in public.”
I gasped as Liam kicked my legs apart and pushed my dress up my ass, exposing my naked body beneath it. My pussy clenched again from the emptiness when all it craved was just a thin layer of clothes away.
I tried bending more onto the table, searching for his body with mine, needing him to touch me where I ached for him.
“I will touch you when the right time comes and not before, do you understand me, Miss Harden?” His voice was set in a warning tone. I nodded in response. “Use your words and my name when you answer me.”
“Y…yes, Mr. Battaglia,” My voice trembled with lust. I was aching for him to touch me, for him to fill me, for him to fuck me just as he had promised.
At that, he fisted my hair tightly in his hand, pulling my head back towards him and whispering those words I loved so damn much.
“Good fucking Girl.”
He pressed his hard cock against my pussy, a little prize for my good behavior, making me gush even further. I needed him to lose those pants. Now.
It was like he had heard my silent pleas. I hadn’t noticed that he had taken his pants off before feeling the warmth of his cock pressing against my entrance. I pinned my ass out further, trying to feel more of him, but he backed out, leaving me even more desperate to have him inside me. A low, disappointed growl left my mouth at the denial of my urging need to take him in.
“Liam…” His name came out like a plea. I’d beg for it now if he wanted me to.
“Yes, Baby?” His voice hard, but oh so sexy.
“Please, I need you inside me.”
“Is this what you need?” He asked, plunging a finger inside me. I gasped and swallowed hard, but still, it wasn’t anywhere near enough.
“N…No. I want more. I need more.” My words coming out together with my small, shallow pants.
“Then maybe this?” Another finger. “Fuck, you’re soaking, baby. So fucking wet for me.”
I could feel my muscles tighten around his fingers just before he pulled them out. It wasn’t the perfect scenario, but I would prefer his fingers over nothing right now. I moaned as my body ached from the loss of those heavenly digits of his.
A low grunt left Liam’s chest just before I finally felt him fill me up, stretching me with his girth, a feeling of satisfaction rising inside me as he slid as deep as he could go. My back arched at the intrusion, every little nerve ending lighting up like a million fucking light bulbs.
“Jesus fuck.” I moaned again, desire sending shivers down my spine.
“Is this what you needed?” Liam taunted, grinding against me with his cock buried balls deep inside me. One hand on my hip, the other on my back, pinning me down onto the pool table.
He started pumping in slow, steady thrusts that pressed me into the table with every hard push as I exhaled my moans in sync with Liam’s hips hitting me from behind.
I gasped in surprise when he pulled all the way out, just to have my frustration eased by the feeling of his tongue on my very needy pussy.
He plunged it inside me, then drew circles on my clit before feasting on my lips. I closed my eyes, trying to imagine the scene – Liam kneeling behind my bent body, sucking and licking my way to oblivion.
He ate me from behind without mercy until I was thrusting into his face, chasing the orgasm that grew inside my core. White, hot light filled my vision, a thousand fireflies lighting up behind my lids.
That was the first.
Before I could even come down from bliss, I felt that perfect hardness fill me again in one harsh thrust that made him reach a spot he never had until now. He spread my legs wider, repeating the deep plunge while his fingers spread my butt cheeks.
“Fuck, your pussy is still contracting.” That low grunt of his settled straight onto my still-throbbing clit.
He started riding me harder, holding onto my hips tightly, his fingers sunk deep into my skin. I couldn’t muffle my moans as I had been able to up until now. Neither could he. Each sound that came from his chest driving me even wilder with desire.
“I’m going to come again, Liam.”
Liam stopped at the sound of that. All I could hear now was my uncontrolled breathing and my hard-pumping heart.
“You are mine, and I’m the one who decides when you come and how!” He whispered in my ear, his voice making it sound like a threat. “On your knees.” He ordered, pulling me up from the table.
