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Liberty
When my eyes opened, there weren’t a pair of blue ones staring back at me, but there was a heavy arm around me, cupping my breast, and a hard, warm body pressed to my back. He was still here. Pressing my lips together to try and not act like a giddy idiot, I enjoyed the moment. The sunshine coming through the wooden blinds told me it wasn’t early. We had slept in. But then we’d been up late. Sex in the shower, then again in the bed. I must have fallen asleep right after because I just remembered the sated feeling from the fifth orgasm he’d given me.
His hand squeezed my boob as he placed a kiss to my head. “Mornin’,” he mumbled huskily.
I scooted closer to him.
“Mmm, keep wiggling that ass, and you’ll get fucked,” he warned, then pressed his hard length against my bottom.
“I need to pee first,” I admitted.
He groaned and held me tighter, pinching my nipple. “Don’t get up yet,” he said. “This feels good.”
I had told him I could do this without getting attached, but the way my heart was soaring, I knew I’d lied. I was already attached. It was the only reason his words had been able to hurt me. He didn’t know that though. It was a secret I had to keep if I wanted this.
“Where’s Ozzy?” I asked.
“I put him outside the room about an hour ago,” he said, rocking his hips so that his erection rubbed between the cheeks of my butt. “He keeps pulling his bed over to lie beside you at night. Seems you stole my dog.”
I giggled, then gasped as his hand slid down my stomach, stopping right above my mound.
“I thought maybe the horny fucker smelled your aroused pussy, and that was what had him staying by your side. But I believe it’s this,” he said, caressing my stomach. “He can tell you’re pregnant.”
His fingers brushed down close to my clit.
“You think?” I asked in a breathy tone.
“Mmhmm,” he replied, then kissed my ear. “Sure you need to pee? Because I’m about to play with my favorite wet toy.”
As much as I didn’t want to stop this, I also wasn’t sure I could survive the humiliation if I peed on him.
“I should probably go pee first,” I reminded him.
He licked just below my ear. “If you’re sure.”
I was already panting, so I just nodded.
His arm lifted from me, and he rolled onto his back. “All right.”
Hating my stupid bladder, I sat up and hurried to the bathroom.
“Goddamn, that’s a juicy ass.”
The raspy tone of his voice sent a shiver through me. A grin spread across my face as I saw the way our clothing had been tossed around the bathroom last night when we got in here. Liam had been impatient to get me naked. I had barely gotten in the shower when he hooked my leg over his arm and slammed into me.
I finished relieving myself, wanting to be back in the bed with him. This was the morning I’d wanted since sleeping in his bed the first night. On my way back to him, I glanced at myself in the mirror. Seeing the small changes in my body was exciting. Knowing it was Liam’s baby inside me, causing this, made it seem even more special.
When I walked back into the room, he was on his side, facing me. His eyes drifted down my body, and I loved how heated they got. He didn’t love me, but he did love having sex with me.
He lifted the covers for me to climb back in beside him. I started to turn my back to him, but he grabbed my waist.
“I want those titties pressed against my chest,” he said, tugging me close to him, then taking my leg and laying it over his hip so that his cock was pushing against my opening. His hand slid down and cupped my bottom. “That’s even better,” he said, holding me.
I ran my fingers over the tattoos on his biceps. Trailing the tips of my nails over the designs.
The swollen head of his erection jerked, sliding against the slickness.
“That’s it. Drip that sweet cream all over my dick,” he drawled, running his finger in between my butt cheeks. “Naughty little girl wants my cock all the time. I was gonna give you a break this morning. Thought you might be sore. But look how wet you are already.”
I was gripping his arm now, my lips slightly parted as my breath came in heavy.
His lips trailed down the side of my face. “Tell me what you want,” he whispered against my skin. “You want me buried inside you? Is that what you need?”
I nodded, moving my hips so that I felt him right outside my hole.
He made a tsking sound, and then his hand landed with a firm swat on my bottom. “Use your words. I want to hear that dirty mouth tell me what you want.”
“Fuck me,” I begged. “Please, Liam. I need you to fuck me.”
A deep, pleased-sounding growl rippled inside his chest as he grabbed my thigh, pulling me on top of him while he rolled onto his back. I placed both my hands on his chest and stared down at him while my hair fell in a curtain around my face, brushing just past my nipples.
“Take it then. Ride my cock,” he ordered, gripping my hips.
His gaze dropped to my boobs, and I felt him twitch inside me.
Lifting my bottom up, then sliding back down on him, I moaned with pleasure. “You’re so deep.”
He brushed my hair back from my right breast, then leaned up to lick it. “Fuck me, baby. I want to see these titties bounce.”
Leaning back, I placed my hands on his upper thighs for balance and began to move up and down. Liam’s gaze was locked on my breasts. The pulsing pleasure sent a warm release through me, and the added wetness made a sound every time I sank back down on him.
“Sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he swore, running his hands over my stomach, then my chest. “Listen to that leaking pussy making a mess.”
A whimper came from me, and I fell forward, grabbing on to his shoulders as a tremor shook me. His hot mouth closed around one of my nipples and began to suck.
I was almost there.
“Suck harder,” I pleaded. “Bite me, Liam. I’m so close. I’m gonna come,” I cried out as a warning tingle made my body tense up.
Liam’s teeth clamped down, and the climax erupted from me. I screamed his name, bucking wildly, wanting to prolong the moment.
“FUCK! Your cunt is pumping my cock,” he growled, taking my bottom and slamming me down on him faster.
Then, in one quick move, he flipped me over onto my back, spreading my legs wide open while holding each bent knee.
“GOD! This pussy drives me crazy. Gushing all over my dick, needing it. Is this what you wanted? Hmm?”
“Yes,” I gasped as my body began to tremble at the promise of another release. I threw my head back and lifted my hips. “That’s it! Fuck me,” I panted, needing more. “Fuck me!”
“Fuuuck!” he roared as his body convulsed.
My own shout filled the room as a spray came from my opening, and I began to jerk beneath him, unable to contain the jolts going through me.
“Holy fuck,” he ground out, still pumping inside me. “That’s a magical pussy.”
I opened my eyes to see him looking down at where he was moving slowly inside me now. A giggle bubbled up, and I let it out.
He lifted his eyes to mine, and then a slow grin spread across his face.
“Magical?” I asked him, still feeling blissed out.
“You heard me. It’s using its powers to get me addicted to it.”
He looked back down at us and slid out of me slowly, then reached down and used his fingers to open me up. A pleased, almost-feral gleam came over his eyes.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Enjoying the sight of my load leaking out of you,” he hissed, then licked his bottom lip. Then, he took a finger and ran it around my entrance before sticking it inside. “I want it in there for now. That way, your panties will be sticky with my cum all day. And you’ll remember who takes care of it.”
I didn’t need a reminder, but I smiled at his words. Liam Walsh was claiming me even if he didn’t realize it yet.
“Probably need to get dressed,” he said as he moved to get out of bed.
“You’re leaving?” I asked, already feeling the high from what we’d just experienced vanish. My eyes fell to his bare butt and the way it flexed, along with his thighs, as he walked.
“Yeah, but I was talking about you,” he replied, sauntering toward the bathroom.
“Me? I need to get dressed?” I asked, a little distracted by the view.
He stopped just inside the door and glanced back at me. “I can’t take you like that to go shopping for flowers and shit.”
I sat up quickly. “Flowers?”
He nodded. “You’ve seen my yard. Needs some work. Figure you’d already started fixing it up in your head.”
I swung my legs off the bed and stared at him as a smile stretched across my face so big that it hurt. “You’re serious?!” I squealed.
“Why would I lie about that? Now, get some clothes on before I forget what we are doing and we end up back in that bed.”
Jumping up, I ran to him and threw my arms around his neck. Yes, I had thought about all the flower beds and shrubbery that would dress the already-beautiful house up, but I hadn’t wanted to mention it. He had seemed put off by my doing it at the clubhouse.
“Thank you!” I said, pressing a kiss to his bearded jaw.
“You want to buy flowers, darlin’, you need to stop pressing your body on me,” he warned as one of his hands ran down my back.
Biting my lip, I stepped back, letting him go. “I’ll go get on some clothes.”
I caught his smirk before I turned to hurry to my bedroom and get ready. When the door opened, Ozzy came barreling in, almost knocking me over.
“Oz! Watch it!” Liam scolded him.
I bent over to pet him, feeling bad he’d been locked out for so long.
“Clothes, Liberty. Not a view of your ass stuck up in the air.”
Liam’s reminder sounded stern, but I grinned as I stood up and walked out the door with a slight swing of my hips just because I knew he was watching.
Ozzy fell into step beside me.
“You’d better be glad you have such a great ass, you dog thief,” Liam called out.
I laughed all the way to my room.