Chapter 27
Chapter twenty-seven
Nicky
It’s late, and I’m sitting in bed scrolling on my phone while Liam is in the shower. That blowjob was hours ago, and I still can’t stop thinking about it. I still feel like I’m floating on clouds because of it. It was amazing. Incredible. It was Liam.
I hear the shower switch off in the bathroom, and my heart does a silly flip-flop. I swear if I was a dog, my tail would be thumping frantically against the mattress right now. Just at the knowledge that Liam is going to be here soon.
The door opens, and Liam steps in wearing nothing but a towel slung carelessly around his waist. So carelessly it looks as if it could come undone at any minute and tumble to the floor.
I lick my lips and drag my gaze up to Liam’s face, trying very hard not to linger on his chest. When I eventually reach his eyes, I find him smirking at me.
He knows exactly what he is doing to me, and he is doing it on purpose.
“Are you getting into bed or what?” I growl as I throw back the covers.
“So impatient,” he teases as he steps forward.
“You’d be impatient too if you had a drop-dead gorgeous boyfriend,” I grumble.
Liam’s smile lights up the room. “I do.”
And then the towel is gone, and he is in bed with me and my boxers feel like I’m wearing entirely too many clothes.
He slides right up to me, pressing our bodies close together. He kisses me and the room falls away. I love what he is doing to me and I’m very glad he is doing it on purpose.
He kisses and kisses me, tangling our bodies together until I’m spinning amongst the stars.
“I want to blow you,” I gasp frantically in between kisses.
He blew my mind in the hallway, and then we kissed and kissed and the moment sort of faded gently. Which was lovely and gentle and natural. But now I really want to blow him.
Liam pulls back from our kiss. He stares at me with wide and dark eyes. His lips are puffy and wet from kissing me and he looks so fucking beautiful I want to cry.
“I want us to make love,” he says. “Go all the way.”
My heart pounds so intensely against my ribcage that for a moment I think I’ve broken a rib, while simultaneously, part of me is amused by the juvenile phrase, Go all the way.
Then I realize it is perfect. Fitting. Parts of both of us are frozen in time, still sitting under the overpass. Teenagers who never got to grow up normally.
“I’m ready!” Liam says with a stubborn lift of his chin.
I smile and kiss him to show him that wasn’t the reason for my hesitation. My hesitation was mainly about every single one of my brain cells melting.
“I trust you,” I kiss. “If you say you are ready, you are ready.”
“But,” I add, pulling away.
Liam’s brows furrow and he frowns.
“Do you realize that you don’t have to bottom?”
Liam’s brows lift. His mouth drops open. Color floods his cheeks, his eyes widen and then quickly fill with hunger and an intense delight.
A laugh bubbles out of me. I can’t help it. His reaction is priceless. “You like that idea?” I tease.
He whacks me playfully on the shoulder. “Yes I do, dufus.”
I chuckle again and catch his hand to kiss it.
“But first…” he says a little breathlessly. “First I wanna know what it should be like. So when I… When we… I know I’m not hurting you.”
Oh sweet lord. This man is going to swell my heart so much, I’m going to have a heart attack.
“You wouldn’t hurt me. But thank you for caring so much.”
I kiss away from his hand, up his arm all the way to his shoulder. Then down his chest and across his stomach.
His cock is hard and leaking and so delicious looking, my mouth is drooling. But if he wants to bottom for me, I have a better idea.
I look up at him. His eyes are closed, and he is biting his bottom lip while his chest moves rapidly. His pink nipples are peaked, and for a moment I forget how to speak.
“I wanna eat your ass, is that okay?” I blurt out suddenly as the power of speech returns abruptly, with no warning.
His blue eyes fly open. The look he gives me is astonished, quickly followed by a burning, feral lust. He nods so eagerly that his hair falls in front of his face.
I grin and lower my head. I continue kissing my way down, bypassing his cock and going to the soft, soft skin of his inner thigh.
Gently, I lift and part his legs. Then I spread his ass cheeks. I glimpse his pink, puckered hole, and I cannot contain myself anymore. I burrow my face into his cheeks and devour him like a starving man.
My tongue laps over the ridged skin that rims his hole. The texture is a delight. The clean taste of him is a wonder. I’ve died and gone to heaven.
Liam moans. A soft sound of bliss, joy and pleasure. My cock twitches, trapped underneath me, against the mattress.
Fuck, I think I’m going to cum like this.
My tongue goes around and around. Then it flicks over and over. Then around and around the other way.
Liam’s cries grow louder. More primal. More feral.
His rim softens. Loosens. It starts to flutter. So, I ease my tongue inside him. Sinking in as deep as I can go.
Liam’s hips lift, and I have to hold his thighs and pin him down before I’m dislodged.
“Oh, Nicky!” he wails.
I grunt, and for a moment I think I’ve cum. But no, it was just very, very close.
I stiffen my tongue and fuck Liam with it. Flicking in and out of him as quickly as I can.
Liam keens and bucks and swears. He cries out my name again.
“Stop!”
I stop immediately. Overheated blood turning cold.
I look up at him. His head is back. He is panting and sweaty and glowing with pleasure. I think he is okay?
“I want to cum on your cock,” he gasps.
Relief surges through me. “You can do both?”
Liam chuckles. “I’m flattered that you think I’m that virile.”
“Hey, maybe I’m just that good?”
He laughs again, opens his eyes and looks down at me. “I want your cock, Nicky.”
I swallow so loudly I swear the neighbors can hear it. “Fingers first, I need to stretch you. I don’t want this to hurt at all.”
Liam flops back down with an exaggerated, long-suffering sigh. I laugh and start untangling us so I can reposition myself.
Suddenly, a bottle of baby oil bounces onto the mattress beside me. The bottle I keep hidden in the back of my bedside drawer.
“How did you know about that?”
Liam grins at me, eyes gleaming, as he props himself up on his elbows. “Nicky, sweetheart. I was there when puberty first got its dirty claws into you. I know all your perversions.”
“Baby oil is not a perversion!” I protest.
“The sheer amount of times you jacked off with it, was.”
My chest all but spasms as I shake with sudden, uncontrollable laughter. Liam laughs too and joy sparks around us. I never thought ridiculousness and laughter could be a part of sex, but I love it more than words could possibly say.
“You were horny too,” I say when I can eventually talk again.
“But I managed to be discreet about it.”
“Oh God!” I gasp. “Did everyone know?”
Liam’s eyes gleam mischievously. “Everyone.”
I narrow my eyes and shake my head. I’m not falling for that. Everyone did not know I was jacking off every spare minute. Liam only knows because he knows me better than anyone else in the world.
I snap open the bottle of baby oil and pour it onto my fingers.
Liam tracks my movement, and his expression shifts. Amusement morphs into desire. The air around us heats and intensifies.
“Guess I need to redeem myself.” I whisper hoarsely.
Liam licks his lips and nods. The sight of him so lost for words, hits me somewhere in the chest, where it settles next to my heart. Probably forever.
My hand lowers. Liam spreads his legs for me. My fingers trace around his hole. His eyes flutter closed, and a beautiful moan pours past his lips.
I’ve barely touched him.
Pride and excitement bubble in my chest. This is going to be good. I’m going to be able to rock his world.
My fingers trace around and around. A gentle, barely there caress. The baby oil is slick, and he is already soft and a little loose from my tongue.
I watch his face intensely as I slowly, oh so slowly, ease one finger inside him. His eyelids flutter but don’t open. His jaw twitches, and his lips puff out a sigh. Pleasure flows across his face and makes him even more beautiful.
He is soft and hot around me, and it feels so fucking good.
I work my finger in and out. And the side to side, followed by around and around.
I watch him closely again as I slip in a second finger. This time he throws his head back and his hands clench the sheets. He moans beautifully, the sound speaking straight to my cock, which swells even more in response.
“It feels so good, Nicky,” he breathes.
My eyes nearly roll back, but I manage to concentrate. I add a third finger and Liam goes wild. He gasps and thrusts his hips. A whine pours out of him. Primal and hungry. His thighs begin to shake. He spreads them wider and lifts up in a clear, beseeching plea.
Oh lord. This is the hottest moment of my entire life.
I pull my fingers out, rip off my boxers and quickly position myself over him.
Then good sense strikes.
“Shit! I don’t have any condoms.”
Liam’s blue eyes fly open. He stares at me in outrage.
I swallow tightly. “I didn’t think I was going to get lucky.”
Liam shakes his head at my incompetence. Then he closes his eyes and growls in frustration.
“When was the last time you were tested?”
My insides twist uncomfortably. “Um… about that…”
Liam’s eyes fly open again, and he lifts his head off the pillow. “What the hell, Nicky? You’ve never been tested? You’ve got to take care of yourself!”
Concern, anger and disappointment swirl in his eyes and I can’t stand it.
“I don’t need to get tested. I haven’t… I’ve never…”
“Never what?”
“Had sex,” I confess weakly.
Nicky blinks. “With anyone? Girls? Topping? Bottoming?”
I shake my head.
His eyes grow almost comically wide. “Why?” he asks in such a tone of bewildered confusion that I nearly laugh.
“It never felt right,” I shrug. “Now, I realize I was waiting for you.”
He blinks again. Then his eyebrows rise. Then he is yanking me down and kissing me fiercely.
“You crazy, over the top romantic bastard,” he gasps in between hungry kisses.
His hands cradle my head, and I’m lying fully on top of him, but he doesn’t seem to mind my weight. His legs are spread around my hips. I can feel his hard cock against my stomach.
“Give me your cock, Nicky.”
His hands drop down to my ass and squeeze. I grunt and shift my weight onto one hand so I can grab my cock with the other.
I notch the head of my cock against his rim. He groans. My heart is pounding a million beats a minute. I start to push forward, the tip of my cock spreading his rim wide easily from where I have opened him well.
I can feel him against my cockhead. Heat and pressure. My hips are desperate to thrust, to bury myself deep and feel that sensation enveloping all of my cock.
Liam makes a noise. A quiet whimper. My eyes snap open. His are scrunched tight and his face is pale.
My stomach flips over.
“Liam?”
He winces. He draws in a shaky breath. “Sorry.”
I pull away from him and drop onto the mattress by his side. I wrap my limbs around him and hold him tight.
“Don’t be sorry, alright?” I say. “Just tell me. Please don’t let me hurt you or scare you. That would break me.”
He draws in another shuddering breath. “You’re right. I was being a dick.”
I lean forward and kiss him. He melts into it and kisses me with hunger and love.
“Alright,” I say. “Kissing tonight. Maybe I’ll blow you. But we won’t try anything else. We have all of the nights of the rest of our life for that.”
“Alright,” agrees Liam softly.
Then he kisses me deeply and all other thoughts fall out of my head.