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Liam sat me on his desk, pulling my skirt up to my waist, spreading my legs, and placing himself between them, never breaking the kiss that had set both of us on fire.
“Goddammit, Jamie.” He pushed his erection into me, his forehead resting against mine as he watched his cock grinding against my pussy, “Can you feel that? Can you feel how hard I am for you?”
I nodded, knowing full well I’d pay for it. He took my lips again, biting down on the bottom one, making me wince, his cock still rubbing against me, erasing the pain straight away.
“Words, Miss Harden.”
Liam grabbed the edges of my blouse, pulling in opposite directions, the buttons flying all over. He didn’t bother to take it off. He just pulled my bra down, my boobs spilling over the edge, revealing my hardened nipples.
He pinched one between his fingers, a rush of pleasurable pain soaring straight to my core.
“Oh, God! I feel it.” I panted, “It’s not enough. I need more, Liam.” I wasn’t above begging at this point. This exact moment was too long overdue to have my pride standing in its way. “Please.”
Liam shook his head no repeatedly, his face a mask of both lust and anger, some sort of battle being raged in his head.
“Fucking selfish.” I thought I heard him mutter to himself, one of the sides winning the war before he kissed me again, his hand tangling in my hair and yanking me back as he conquered my mouth with his tongue.
His lips wreaked havoc against my neck, my skin erupting into goosebumps all over as he covered me in hot, wet kisses. If this wasn’t Heaven, I had no idea what was.
Feeling him, his need for me, his rapture, didn’t hold a candle to every fantasy I had of this very moment.
Liam reached down, pulling one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting, a new string of stars making way into my vision as he did.
Without warning, Liam pulled back, a full step back, leaving me seated on his desk, legs wide open, my skirt around my waist, and my boobs overflowing the top of my bra.
The heat of his haze on me had me twisting in what I couldn’t figure to be embarrassment or pure lust. I felt exposed and indecent, but at the same time, his look was so ravenous, I felt pride and longing right alongside it.
Dirty, in all the bad and good that word held.
“Look at you. Ripped to shreds on my desk, begging to be fucked.” Liam’s tongue swept across his lips as he took me in, his eyes roaming my body at a slow, agonizing pace. I held my breath, waiting to understand if that was judgment or praise.
God, I hope it’s praise.
I shifted, my hand crossing my chest to conceal my exposed breasts.
“Don’t hide from me.” Liam pulled my hand away, holding my cheek in his other hand, forcing my gaze to settle on his, “Don’t you ever hide from me.”
He placed my hand on the edge of the desk behind my back, pulled my skirt up higher around my waist, slid my thong off, and spread my knees further before taking another step back to look at me.
My breaths were shallow. I was getting nervous and anxious. I wanted his lips on me, not only his eyes. I was done with the visual feasting, I’d done it every single day since we met. Right now, I needed his hands, his mouth, his dick.
“Fucking exquisite.” The words were like a symphony, my body arching as they hit my ears, beckoning him to touch me, “Now beg me again.”
His hand rubbed the bulge in his pants, up and down, teasing me to say what he wanted to hear. Liam’s fingers gripped his swollen cock, showing me exactly what I’d be getting if I said the right words. Thick and hard, just for me.
“I need you inside me, Liam. Please.” It was a moan, a whisper, an indecent plea I’d never imagined to voice. “Please fuck me.”
I could hardly get the words out before he was on me again. His lips and hands had a new urgency to them, kissing and gripping everything he could.
Liam reached towards his jacket, pulling a condom out of his wallet and ripping the packet open with his teeth. I’ve always heard you shouldn’t do that, but I was too eager to have him stretch me to say anything.
“Pull my cock out.” He commanded in that dark tone that did very strange things to my insides. I quickly did as he said, pulling his pants and boxers down as best I could from this position, my eyes widening when I took in the perfection of the tall and thick cock in front of me.
There was a bead of pre-cum already on his tip, my tongue swiping across my lips as if I was tasting it on them.
What does it taste like?
I’d never given a blow job before. Fuck, I’d never had my pussy eaten, either. How would that feel? Is it something people normally do?
