Chapter 27
Chapter twenty-seven
Isla
I’m all sorts of fucked up, that’s not a new revelation, but it’s something that becomes more and more obvious the longer I spend with this man.
Liam brings out a side of me I’ve spent my entire life trying to bury and I can’t say I hate it.
My mind was swirling before he found me, but I can’t seem to find it in me to remember what it was about.
Instead, all I can focus on is the feel of his rock-hard erection grinding into my bare pussy. The hard fabric of his jeans against my tender flesh is the sweetest sort of torture a girl could only wish for.
It’s beyond me how he knows — every single time — what I need. What sort of pleasure I’m craving.
Hell, I didn’t even know I got off on the idea of not knowing exactly who is fucking me until I met him.
Originally, I’d put that down to me not having much action.
And like any insanely horny woman who was surviving an apocalypse with a painfully limited supply of decent people to fuck would do, I fucked the first attractive guy I stumbled upon.
But then he’d brought me to a new level of pleasure in that bathtub.
He was behind me, gripping my neck and whispering sweet nothings as his fingers did all the work and something in me clicked.
I get off on these harmless games he plays and seeing him wearing his mask again is making me nothing short of feral.
Hence why I’m now goading him.
I want Liam rough, and his bloodied knuckles make it all the better. Just the thought of him tearing my trousers open, his blood-stained hands ripping into the fabric, has my nipples hardening and a new wave of wetness coating my thighs.
All types of fucked up I know, but the dirty girl in me can't find a single fuck to give on the matter. And rather than overthinking it I adjust his mask so that it is back in place.
No one is sane nowadays.
‘You’re being bad today, I see.’ Liam’s rumbling voice doesn’t help with my unbelievably horny state, so like any naughty girl in my position would do, I grind my bare pussy against him. ‘You’re making a mess, baby.’
I bet I am. I can feel my arousal soaking his jeans and it only spurs me on further.
Come on, Liam. I want you feral with me.
‘Fuck me.’
I only need to say it once and the second those sinful words leave my lips he is devouring me. He shifts his mask upwards, only enough for his lips to be revealed and ready. Then he’s on me. Liam’s tongue seeks out my own as he guides me in the most sensual way possible.
God, he's a good kisser.
We don’t stop, our movements sloppy as we both fight for dominance. The second I think I’m winning, I feel his teeth sink into my lip and I return the favour.
The faint feeling of his hands working his jeans between us draws my attention but not for long. Liam is merciless in pushing me further and further, and my head hits the back wall, unable to help submitting to his force.
Fuck I love it when he's like this.
We finally pull apart, my breaths short as I stare at the sexy as fuck monster that has me pinned to the wall. His mask secured back in place, completely concealing his face. My pussy clenches at the sight.
A low rumbling chuckle sounds from beneath the fabric and the thought of his sinister smirk that he probably has under there has me boneless.
What does he have planned for me?
That’s when I feel it. The head of his massive cock slides between my soaked folds.
Fuck.
No matter how clearly I remember the feel of him all of those months ago, it does nothing compared to the feel of him here right now between my legs.
I can’t bear the teasing, not when I am delirious with how much I want him.
Why was I so content with waiting so long? With stopping after he made me see stars?
Well not today because right now I want him to fuck me like the monster he looks like, bloodied knuckles and all.
I clench my thighs around his waist using my leverage to lift myself high enough that I feel the tip nudge my entrance.
Liam groans, his eyes rolling back and I grin feeling powerful as I take what control I can right now.
And I slowly sink down, my arousal making it easier for me to adjust around his impressive size.
‘Fuck, you’re big.’ I whine.
I feel so unbelievably full right now. His cock fills me completely and sets my nerves on fire in the process.
Liam’s piercing eyes stare down at me and I draw my bottom lip between my teeth.
‘Are you okay, baby?’
Okay? Why the fuck wouldn’t I be okay? I feel like I’m fucking flying on my post orgasm high with my man's massive cock—
Liam chuckles, silencing my thoughts. ‘I mean… I’m only halfway inside of you, princess.’
I squeak. Oh fuck was I talking out loud?
‘Yes, baby. You have a tendency to do that when you’re horny.’
Oppsie. But really, who could blame a girl?
Pleasure momentarily blinds me as I feel him slowly begin to thrust in and out. The pace is torturous, and he doesn’t go any deeper, stopping right where I sank down to.
My thighs squeeze as I try to get his body closer, and those sinful hips to tilt like I know they want to. I want more.
‘Isla,’ Liam sobers. ‘I don’t want to hurt you.’
Who does this man think he is? I know my body and my body wants him. All of him.
‘I want this, Liam. I’ve taken you before, remember.’
‘That was before.’
He’s concerned and if it was any other time it would be cute but I’m so horny I could combust. I’m not some fragile thing.
‘Fuck me like you mean it, Liam. I can take it.’
He groans, his head tipping to rest in the crook of my neck. ‘You’ll tell me if it’s too much?’
‘I promise.’
‘You’re going to be the death of me, woman.’
‘Death by orgasms sounds like a perfect way to go.’ I joke and he finally allows me to sink further down his length.
I moan, loudly and so does he.
Then he’s fucking me, whatever restraint he was holding back before is completely gone, and I love it. I claw at his muscled back as he snaps his hips upwards, expertly hitting that oh so sweet spot inside of me and I start to see stars.
Liam joins me in my rising orgasm, the sound of his pleasure-filled grunts a wicked sort of turn on and we fall into it all.
I allow myself to relax in his hold, knowing he’s got me. I let him take complete control as his body brings me to a level of bliss I never thought possible.
My words are nonsensical as I mumble my pleasure all whilst he chuckles darkly in my ear, occasionally blessing me with his own pleasure-filled profanities.
‘I’m— I’m…’
I can’t even speak, too delirious with the sensation of being so full.
Liam growls in my ear, causing hot air to tickle my neck and I soar over the edge. My vision is unfocused and I dig my nails into his back, not bothering to gentle my grip. Fire courses through me as my legs begin to shake uncontrollably.
Liam hasn’t stopped thrusting. He hasn’t even slowed down. And I know he’s purposely drawing out my orgasm the way he loves to.
‘That’s it, princess. Cum all over my cock.’
His filthy words make me clench around him harder and I grin deliriously as I feel the moment I cause him to tip over the edge of pleasure with me.
Liam growls his release as I blissfully ride the last waves of our pleasure in his arms.
His chest rises and falls with laboured breaths as he seems to try but fails to collect himself.
We stay exactly as we are, basking in our intimacy.
I’m not sure how long we hold each other, but after our breaths begin to even out slightly, the sound of a distant door closing startles Liam into movement, him growling this time as he cradles my back and walks us down the corridor, heading for his room.
‘I thought you didn’t care if someone saw us?’ I ask, pulling his mask back to reveal his flushed face.
‘No one is seeing you like this apart from me,’ his voice is low and threatening.