Chapter 31
Liam
Take On Me – A-ha
As the sun edged through the drapes, dust motes dancing in its path, I could see it was already high in the sky.
I tried to stretch, but the blonde wrapped around me made it difficult.
She was clinging on like a koala, her leg hooked around mine, one arm over my stomach while the other hugged my arm.
Her hair was spread across my chest, and her face buried against the angel’s wings, soft breath whispering against them as she snored softly.
The scent of her shampoo mixed with our lovemaking lingered on the pillows.
Her weight against me felt like an anchor, not heavy, but grounding, like she was keeping me tethered to this new version of myself I'd discovered in her arms. If she let go now, I wasn’t sure I’d know how to find that version of myself again.
She looked cute, like a little puppy content after being fed.
The difference was, sunshine was content after me feasting on her until the early hours.
I’d had a lot of sex over the years, but nothing compared to what I’d experienced over the last two days.
No damn acrobatics or game-playing, just raw and truthful. Honest and God damn beautiful.
Watching her continue to sleep, the silence wrapped around us, just the creak of the cabin and a bird calling outside.
My chest swelled with something I'd forgotten existed, pure contentment.
Not the fleeting satisfaction of a job completed, or a problem solved, but the deep, bone-deep peace that came from being exactly where I belonged.
Charity stirred and rubbed her eyes, a quiet moan muffled against my chest. When she rolled onto her back, her dark pink nipples stood to attention and a soft smile graced her plump lips.
When her dark lashes fluttered against her cheeks and those cornflower blue eyes focused on mine, something shifted in my chest. The sleepy confusion gave way to recognition, then to a smile that could have powered the entire cabin.
“Hey,” she whispered when she opened her eyes. “Morning.”
“It may be almost afternoon.” Brushing the hair from her face, I leaned down and dropped a kiss to her mouth that was parted on a sigh. “I have no idea, my phone is in the living room.”
“We really slept in, didn’t we?”
“We had a busy night.”
As I ran a finger along the curve of her breast, her cheeks pinked, probably recalling the night before. My favorite had to have been her riding me and her tits bouncing with every thrust of her hips. That image I’d take to my grave with me.
“What time do we need to leave?” Snuggling closer she pouted. “I don’t want to go home yet.”
An idea had been forming in my head. I just hoped that Charity was up for it. “How about we stay another night, go home early Monday morning? It’s only an hour or so drive. What do you think?”
A bright smile lit up her face, his eyes going wide. “Could we?”
“If you want to. Will that work for you? With Carla.”
Nodding enthusiastically, Charity sat up giving me a spectacular view, and when she reached up to gather her hair into a ponytail, I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
Luscious hips curving up to a slim waist, beautiful full tits, gloriously soft, smooth, porcelain skin pinked in areas that I’d focused on the night before.
“So seeing as we’re staying another night,” I pushed gently at her shoulder, so she was flat on her back. “Maybe we could have breakfast in bed.”
“I thought you said it was past breakfast,” she said, wiggling her hips and making the bedsprings creak.
“Breakfast, lunch, whatever it is I’m going to enjoy whatever it is I get to eat.”
She inhaled sharply, arousal blushing her tits.
I reached for the nightstand and snatched up a condom. “I’m going to take my time with you, but I want to be ready to fuck you.”
Charity gasped, her nipples standing to attention—her tongue wet her bottom lip as she looked at me through hooded eyes. “Okay,” she said breathily.
With my gaze pinned to her, I rolled the condom down my rock hard shaft, already feeling the pull in my balls.
Once it was on I leaned over to the nightstand again.
This time I took the red ribbon that she’d taken from her hair the night before and threaded it through my fingers. “Hands above your head, Sunshine.”
“W-what?”
“I don’t like to be interrupted when I’m eating, so hands above your head.” She hesitated. “Want me to get out of bed instead?” I asked with a wicked smirk, no intention of leaving her naked and unattended to.
“No.” She pouted.
“So why aren’t your hands above your head?”
“Well, I guess I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.” When she lifted her arms, her tits rose, and I wondered whether I’d have time to fuck them as well as her.
Threading the silk ribbon through my fingers, I let it slide between them slowly, the fabric whispering against my skin. The glow from the fire through the open door turned it a deep gold, catching every flicker and shadow. Beneath me, she waited, quiet, patient, eyes locked on mine.
Her breathing came shallow and uneven, the kind that sits somewhere between nerves and trust. Her hair spread over the pillow catching the soft light of the room.
“I’ll be gentle,” I murmured, though even as I said it, my voice shook with the effort it took to hold back. I was already trembling with the weight of what I wanted.
“You really don’t need to be.”
Her voice was barely more than a whisper, but it carried straight through me.
She bit her bottom lip, eyes open, daring and hopeful all at once.
That look, the one that said she’d already decided to give me everything, made my chest tighten in a way that had nothing to do with lust. I was terrified I’d break the promise she hadn’t even asked me to make.
Still, I leaned down, brushing my mouth over her jaw. “What would you like then, Sunshine?”
I looped the ribbon around her wrists, watching the way her pulse fluttered beneath the silk. Two turns, slow and deliberate, then a small bow that looked fragile enough to undo with a breath.
She exhaled softly, eyes following every move of my hands. When I brushed my fingers over her wrist, the tension in her shoulders melted.
“Tell me exactly.”
Her breath caught, chest rising sharply.
Her voice failed her, but her body answered, every small shift and tremor telling me more than words ever could.
Her stomach and chest heaved, her nipples were rock hard.
Her thighs parted as I ran a finger down through her already soaking wet pussy.
Her thin line of pubic hair already glistening.
Pushing my middle two fingers inside her, I touched that special place that I’d learned over the last couple of days made her go wild.
Instantly, her hips bucked, and she moaned out my name, making my dick as hard as the mountains towering over the lake.
I wouldn’t lose control, though. I’d take my time and savor her.
My body shook with need as I traced the edge of her ribs with my tongue, down the curve of her waist, until she trembled under my touch. “You’re shaking,” I murmured.
“So are you.”
I smiled and moved up close, until my forehead touched hers. “Maybe that’s what happens when you find something worth breaking for.”
Her eyes softened, wide and shining, and the air between us thickened until the only thing left was the sound of our breathing. As my fingers moved in and out slowly, I took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked hard, like I was drawing life from it. Charity gasped, making me pause.
“Does that hurt?” I asked, my eyes searching hers, a cold hand of worry gripping my gut.
She shook her head, lifting her hips higher. “Again.”
When I took her in my mouth again she mewled and tried to pull her wrists free of the ribbon. “I’ll let you go when I’m ready.” I started to kiss down her body, taking my time as I alternated my lips and tongue over every inch of her.
When I got to her hip bone, I sucked hard on her skin, leaving a dark red mark—leaving proof of how undone she’d made me.
I kissed lower, my nose dragging over her soft skin, inhaling coconut and flowers and…arousal.
Her name slipped from my mouth like a prayer. “Sunshine.”
“Please, Liam.” She parted her legs. “Please, just fuck me.”
The ribbon shifted as she moved, the bow tightening, the satin pulling taut against her skin. Each breath she took drew me closer, until the silent promise I’d made not to lose control fractured completely.
“Look at me,” I whispered.
She did. And in that single heartbeat, all the noise inside me finally went quiet. Every single doubt I had about us disappeared.
“I’m going to give you what you want, but first I’m going to eat you out like you’re the best meal I’ve ever had.”
Taking the ribbon between my fingers, I pulled and watched as the red satin bow unraveled, pooling onto the pillow beside her hair.
“Open your legs, Sunshine.”
She did as she was asked, instant and bold.
Her hand instantly reached for mine and I linked our fingers together.
Moving down her body, I spread her wide with my other hand and then inhaled her, the scent of her was a drug, urging me on.
One long sweep of my tongue, and her ass left the bed with a cry to God.
I placed my hand on her stomach, pushing her back down with a growl against her pussy, pushing my tongue in again.
I was starving for her. Desperate to taste her, to lick her dry if I had to.
When I circled my tongue around her clit, I felt her thighs start to tremble.
There was no way I wasn’t going to be inside her while she screamed her release.
“Don’t you dare. Not yet.”
“Liam, I’m so close.” Her fingers gripped my head, pushing me closer to her greedy little pussy. “Please.”
Moving my mouth away, I chuckled and placed a hand on each of her thighs, spreading her wider. My fingers pushed into the soft white skin, and getting onto my knees I thrust into her. It wasn’t soft or gentle, but hard and fast. Relentless. Desperate.
“Yes.” Charity’s head dropped back. “Harder.”
Never one to disappoint a lady, I pulled out further and pushed back in harder.
My heart hammering rapidly, as emotions and words filled my chest and head, battling with each other for space.
My hips hammered back and forth, harder and faster, while Charity gripped the covers beneath us, the sheets screwed between her fingers.
When I entered her again, my lips on her neck, her fingernails dug into my back, the sting deliciously painful.
“Now, you can come,” I growled as my balls tightened, and my legs began to shake with the exertion of holding off my orgasm. I wanted her there with me when I exploded.
I shifted her to her side, changing the angle, and pumped in time with the bounce of her tits, within seconds we were both coming hard. Both trembling hard. Both yelling our release.
When it was over, I stayed there, still tangled with her, forehead against her shoulder, the ribbon lying forgotten between us, curling around the bed.
I could have moved, but she was warm and soft beneath me, her breathing steady, her fingers brushing lazy circles against my back.
“I like that,” she murmured, a satisfied smile whispering at her lips. “You fucked me so hard and now you’re back to gentle.”
“What my sunshine wants, my sunshine gets,” I said, dropping a soft kiss to her shoulder. “Always. Because you’ve made me feel something I was scared I’d never feel again.”
The afternoon sun slanted through the windows differently now, casting golden rectangles across the rumpled sheets.
We'd lost hours to each other, and I couldn't bring myself to care about anything beyond this room, this bed, this woman.
And for once I believed I might just be heading out of the darkness.