9. Beau #2
With bated breath, I watch his hands spread over her stomach and inch her shirt up and up. Over her full breasts, nearly visible through her lace bralette. He drags his flat tongue along the fabric, and the little whimper she releases has my hips moving.
“Hand off that pretty cock, Beau,” Liam says darkly.
The desire to come almost wins out, but I behave and drop my hand. I’m left to suffer as Liam strips off Stasi’s tiny shorts.
Where Liam is a broad expanse of black ink and hard edges, she’s all smooth, creamy skin and toned lines.
“On his lap, Anastasia. Facing me,” Liam says.
Golden waves tumble over her bare shoulders as she crawls to me. She’s an absolute vision. My hands reach for her, pulling her onto my thighs.
“I'm dreaming,” I mutter, staring at her peachy ass resting right over my cock.
Liam prowls toward us. He kisses Stasi with enough force to push her back against my chest. We’re touching nearly everywhere now, but it’s not enough. I want to be inside her. Need it.
Liam nudges my legs wide, which spreads Stasi’s legs, too.
“Hold her tight, Beau,” Liam instructs.
Stasi’s fingernails press into my skin as I wrap her up, one arm secured under her breasts and the other banded over her waist. She’s breathing hard even before Liam begins his torture, kissing and nipping his way down her mostly naked body.
“Hey, come here,” I say softly.
Stasi lifts her head enough to meet me in a quick kiss. I don’t want to pull away, but I’m too enticed by the idea of watching Liam put on a show when he finally settles between her legs.
He hooks a finger around her thong and tugs it to the side. Lowering his head, he runs his tongue up her center. Immediately, I struggle to keep her still as she whimpers.
“Beau.” Dark eyes flick up at me at the same time that he swirls his tongue around her clit. “ Hold . Her .”
I tighten my arms. “You gotta be good for him. Can you do that, sweetheart?”
She’s nodding and writhing and moaning all at once. My arms are going to hurt tomorrow. Everything’s going to hurt tomorrow because I don’t think Liam’s going to bottom. He never has before. At least, not for me.
But maybe I’m jumping to conclusions. Maybe he doesn’t want to do that with me anymore.
Liam’s tongue slips lower to lick at my balls, and I groan. I’m not even ashamed of my leaking cock, now wonderfully slick between Stasi’s cheeks.
He amps up his focus on her, licking and sucking until she tenses in my arms.
“Let go, baby,” I murmur, cupping one of her breasts.
She shatters with the most beautiful sounds of pleasure, and I can’t help my hips from rocking against her.
Liam works his way back up her body, bringing his mouth close to mine. I lick my lips, ready to taste her .
“You’re going to fuck her properly,” Liam tells me slowly. “If you make her come, you get my cock. If she’s left wanting, you go to bed with sore balls tonight, understood?”
My pulse skips. This can’t be real life. I’m going to wake up on a tour bus, wracked by pain from another annoying migraine.
For Liam Beckner, though, this is just another night.
I’m not sure why he’s not going to claim Stasi. It’s clear he wants her. She’s right here , blissed out in my arms, desperate for him.
Knowing I have my work cut out to bring her to orgasm again, I kiss her neck. “You okay with that, sweetheart?”
" Please .”
Yeah, so leaving tomorrow is going to be harder than I thought.
Liam hoists Stasi off my lap, lowering her onto her back. I see the strain of his muscles. His thick cock is practically bursting out of his jeans, eager to sink deep inside her. Right where they both want it.
As he nuzzles her neck, I hear him murmur, “Not tonight, angel.”
Pushing up to his knees, Liam grabs me around the calf and drags me over to them. I curse as he manhandles me onto my knees between them. He gives my cock a stroke from root to tip and wiggles my piercing.
“Ah, fuck . Liam.”
He tugs at it gently. “I like this little piece of metal. It feels good, doesn’t it? Will it feel good for her, too?”
“Should. If it doesn’t, you can tell me. Okay, Stasi?”
She’s still all melty boned from coming, but she manages a little nod. “I want it.”
Sex with Liam is a marathon. Next time she’ll be prepared. Well, if there's a next time with him.
“Strip her,” Liam commands .
I ease her upper body off the bed enough to push the lace bralette over her head. She lifts her hips for me so I can slip her thong off her legs.
Laid bare before me, I have to take a breath to calm myself.
A hand grips my hair and yanks my head back. Liam kisses me at the same time he rolls a condom on my hard length.
“Show us what you’ve got, bad boy,” he murmurs, giving my head a little shove.
“You play dirty,” I complain. Then I look down at Stasi. “Are you sure about this?”
I don’t want to ruin this for them when it’s evident something has been building between them. I don’t ever want to be the cause of anyone’s pain.
Stasi rolls up, abs flexing, to cup my face in her hands. She places a tender kiss on my bottom lip. “I’m sure.”
Well, shit . I cave like she already owns me.
Holding those big brown eyes with mine, I kiss her flat on the bed. Then I grab her thighs and lift her ass to rest it on my thighs as I line up my cock with her pussy. Soon, I’m pushing balls deep into the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever met.
My head falls back onto Liam’s shoulder. “ Fuck . Sweetheart. You feel so good.”
I wasn’t expecting things to progress this far. I was just looking for an escape from life. I’m surprised Liam even took my call.
And now… shit. Don’t blow. Don’t blow.
I brush a hand down her stomach, slipping it between her legs to seek out that little bundle of nerves. Circling my thumb over her clit, I give it a pinch, well-aware from her breathy moans that the ball on the top of my crown is rubbing just right on the inside .
I keep my hips moving while I reach my free hand back to touch Liam’s thigh. I trace the inseam of his pants up to his straining erection. It must be painful. Hell, I’m edging on pain, just trying to keep myself from coming before Stasi does.
I don’t want this to be over, and that thought troubles me.
Liam’s deep growl snaps me back into the moment. “Take it out, Beau.”
I fumble to unzip his jeans in such an awkward position, but soon enough I have his boxers shoved down below his heavy balls. I sigh in relief when his cock is in my hand. “This thing should be illegal.”
Liam runs his calloused fingers down my ribs, causing my hips to stutter. His hands drop to my ass. He spends some time there to palm and squeeze my flesh. Every few thrusts, he physically pushes me into Stasi harder.
“Do you like fucking her, Beau? You like filling her pretty cunt with your cock?”
“Fuckkk yesss.”
I peer down at Stasi splayed out, her lips red and swollen from abuse, her brown eyes alight with pleasure. It’s too much. I have to slow my pace. I’m shaking as Liam’s hands coast over me and play with my nipples.
“Give it to me. Fuck , I need it, Liam.”
Never thought I’d beg for cock in my ass again. I’m usually the one doing the fucking. Not with him, of course. But I’m too caught up in this to care.
Liam tortures me by withdrawing his touch entirely. I bite down on a growl, my frustration quickly turning into hot lust as he moves his fingers to Stasi’s mouth.
“Suck, Anastasia. Get them wet for Beau. ”
Eyes sparking, she wraps her full lips around them and sucks them deep into her mouth. I curse, imagining my cock there instead.
Liam returns soaked fingers to my ass and circles them around my hole. When the tip of one finger begins to test the muscle there, I tense up. “Liam…”
He pauses. “Do you want me to stop?”
I squeeze my eyes shut, taking a second to breathe. “No. It’s just… I haven’t done this since…”
Since you.
I don’t have to say the words. Liam brings a hand to my jaw and turns my head to kiss the corner of my mouth. “I’ll be gentle. If it’s too much, we can stop.”
I shake my head. “No. I don’t want to stop.”
The click of a bottle sounds before Liam slides a lubed finger inside of me. Slowly, he strokes it in and out.
“Sorry, sweetheart,” I whisper, realizing I’ve just been hovering over her and not moving.
She runs her fingers down my chest. “It’s okay.”
My chest tightens uncomfortably. This is too much already. I’m in over my head. How did I allow myself to get into this situation?
Liam continues to finger me as his other hand drifts down to where Stasi and I are connected. Stasi whimpers, hands clenching the sheets as Liam rolls her clit between his fingers while he presses on that spot that’s lighting me up.
He chuckles. “So needy. Both of you.”
“ Fuck . I need to come. Don’t want to come until you’re inside me,” I utter .
Liam pushes on my shoulder blades, bending me over Stasi to expose more of my ass. It’s a vulnerable position, so I distract myself by kissing over her smooth, perfect skin.
“Should I make him feel good, Anastasia? Has he earned it?” Liam asks.
“Yes,” she whispers, wiggling beneath me.
Grateful she’s taking pity on me, I bury my cock deep inside her once more.
The tear of a condom wrapper has my heartbeat skipping. Liam rests his hands above my ass. I hold my breath.
And then starts to breach me.
“Shit.” Even with Liam going slow, the stretch burns. I bite down on my lip and breathe through it.
He pushes deeper and deeper. So deep, I’m not likely to forget where he’s been inside me anytime soon.
When the burn finally recedes, all that remains is mind-numbing pleasure. Liam begins to thrust into me.
“You’re not human. Not human. Fuck . Fucking heaven between your legs and with your cock in me. Don’t stop.”
A low laugh sneaks out of Liam. “Still so vocal.”
I’ve never been one to contain my thoughts or feelings. I was blessed to have two affectionate parents who valued my words. But sometimes I wonder if I shouldn’t develop a filter.
“ Ungh . Jesus…fuck…B-bad thing or—” Another moan escapes me when Liam slams the rest of the way in.
Stasi was right. I’m dead. I don’t exist anymore. He’s pounding the soul from my body. Pushing aside vital things to carve his mark into me.
Liam slides his cock out to the tip and drives back in. “So good, Beau. Now fuck yourself on my cock as you worship our girl. ”
Stasi looks between me and Liam like she can’t quite believe this is happening.
“Still okay?” I ask, needing confirmation that we’re not hurting her. That she’s good with me in the middle when she could have him . My brain tells me I shouldn’t be here, but her hands slide up my arms and loop around my neck, drawing me down to her awaiting mouth.
Her little whimpers mingle with my groans as I keep fucking her. My cock throbs, my ass filled to the brim with Liam’s massive cock every time I rock back. His hands run over me, alternating between stroking along my sides and gripping my ass to pull me back against him.
“Beau,” Stasi whimpers, eyelashes fluttering and back arching. She’s close.
“I know. I got you, sweetheart.”
As I grind against her harder, she matches the movement of my hips. Her breath catches. Her muscles constrict. And then she slams her eyes shut as she throws her head back with a cry. I lean down to suck on a perky nipple while she comes undone.
Liam doesn’t hesitate. He shoves his massive cock so fucking deep in my ass, it forces me to push farther into Stasi.
After we’ve wrung out the last of her orgasm, Liam switches to shorter, targeted thrusts to pinpoint that sensitive spot inside of me. I tease him by bearing down, and he smacks my ass before slamming into me.
I’m barely holding on by the time he pulls me up into his arms. Is he splitting me in two? Will I die from this orgasm? Will anything ever top this night?
With a curse and a full-body shudder, I come. Pulse after aching pulse spills into the condom. It’s never-ending as Liam pounds through my release. He shows me no mercy, reminding me that the word gentle isn’t in his vocabulary. I should have known better .
Liam follows me over the edge, coming with a growl. His thrusts never seem to end, pushing me to the edge of sensitivity. My twisted brain wants to know what it would feel like to have him fill me with his warm cum, no condom in the way.
Completely at odds with his aggressive fucking, Liam plants a kiss between my shoulder blades while he eases out of my body.
Well, that’s new.
Without his support, I collapse next to Stasi on the bed. Her fingers press to my skin, feeling for a heartbeat. “Still alive.”
My smile is weak as my heavy eyelids shut. “Check me again in a few hours, okay?”