Liam #2
Liam deftly unfastened the buttons of Sunny’s sundress. The gossamer fabric parted easily, revealing her lithe form.
“Beautiful,” he rasped, his lips blazing a scorching path along the column of her throat. “So goddamn beautiful.”
Her nimble fingers made quick work of Liam’s shirt, pushing the fabric off his broad shoulders in one fluid motion. He was all lean muscle and faint silver scars from the hockey rink. Sunny’s fingertips danced across each ridge and imperfection, igniting a fiery trail in their wake.
Another moan rumbled through Liam’s chest as Sunny’s lips found that electrifying bundle of nerves just below his ear.
Her hand rested on his lap before gingerly stroking his rapidly hardening cock over the fabric of his linen shorts.
The combination of her lips and gliding hand felt electric to Liam.
For a brief moment, he questioned whether they were making the right choice and if this was truly the best way to end what they had. It was a completely irrational course of action, if you stopped to analyze it. But this was no time for clinical analysis.
“Sunny…” he gritted out through clenched teeth, his voice low with primal longing. “If we don’t stop, I won’t be able to— ”
“Shhh.” She sealed her lips over his in a searing kiss, effectively silencing his strained protest.
“Don’t think, Liam. Not now. Not tonight. Just… feel. I just want to feel.”
Her heated whisper severed his final tether to restraint.
He tumbled her backward onto the couch in a firm yet gentle motion. Sunny gazed up at him, her bee-stung lips curved in a sultry smile, all lingering traces of sorrow or self-doubt banished for the moment.
Liam drank in every detail of her radiant beauty like a man dying of thirst — the enchanting constellation of freckles dusting her shoulders, the tantalizing rise and fall of her chest as she breathed heavily, the enticing flush staining her porcelain skin from the skim of his stubble.
This woman was his undoing…and his salvation. No matter what heartache or chaos the harsh light of day might bring, he would cherish this moment.
He slipped his hands into her panties, his fingers probing the soft folds of flesh. She was soaking wet, warmth flowing from her. He placed a finger inside her, followed by another. Her wetness ensured he met no resistance.
Sunny threw her head back and moaned.
Liam took that as his cue to deepen his probing. His fingers were slick as he explored her curves and crevices. Her moans turned to gasps as he hit her walls. He could feel her flesh convulsing around his fingers, welcoming them in a rhythmic embrace.
He used his thumb to gently rub her enlarged clitoris in a circular motion while continuing to slide in and out of her. Her gasps intensified, her cheeks flushed red. She spread her legs wider, a signal for him to probe deeper and with more urgency.
His fingers worked furiously now, while his other hand caressed a nipple, flicking the rock-hard surface gently with the pad of his index finger.
The combination sent Sunny over the edge. With a desperate gasp for air, her throbbing walls clenched tightly around his fingers as her body spasmed uncontrollably under his touch.
He gazed at her face, captivated as she lost herself in the moment, her body writhing with an intense, shattering orgasm.
Staring into her glistening eyes, Liam’s resolve faltered. The depth of his feelings for this woman — this ray of light in his darkest hours — scared him more than any salacious headline. He felt lost under her spell, if only for tonight.
As her breathing began to even out, she slowly came down from the high. She stared at him and smiled coyly. He leaned in and kissed her lips.
Then, it was her turn to push him back on the couch. She undid the cord of his shorts and slipped them to the floor. He stood proudly for her.
Her eyes widened, and her tongue briefly darted across her lips. She leaned in and licked the tip of his cock. The tender touch sent a wave of energy down his shaft, grounding him in the moment.
He leaned further back as she took him with her soft lips. It felt like heaven as the warmth of her small mouth enveloped his tip. She sucked gently while her tongue danced over his flesh. It was an electric feeling.
With a low, guttural groan of absolute surrender, Liam allowed himself to drown in the sensations Sunny was giving him. The world faded into blessed oblivion as she used her lips, mouth, and tongue to upend his reality.
She took him deeper into her mouth, pumping rhythmically as her head bobbed up and down. He wouldn’t be able to take much more of this; he was rushing headlong toward the point of no return.
He leaned forward and placed his hands on her shoulders, stopping her motion before he exploded into her mouth.
“I want you,” he said in a husky voice. “All of you.”
“I’m all yours,” she replied, the sparkle back in her eye. “Anything you want. It’s yours.”
Liam grinned widely. That was an interesting invitation — one he planned to make the most of. He gripped her hand and pulled her upright before leading her to his bedroom.
This was going to be a long, long night. Sleep could wait.