Chapter 10 #2
I close the small space between us. With him sitting on the bed, we’re almost the same height now, and I have to look down only slightly.
God he’s so fucking perfect. His skin is rich and looks pillowy.
Without overthinking it, I reach my palm up and touch his cheek.
I hold the side of his face and he tilts his head up.
His thick eyelashes may be the only feminine thing about him, the way they curl up at the ends.
I want to drag my fingertip across them.
I want to touch every part of him. I trail my fingers toward his full lips and look him in the eye for reassurance.
Then I drag my thumb across his lower lip, entranced by its softness and the slight give.
“Don’t you want to kiss me?” he asks, breaking through my haze. My breath stutters and I lick my lips.
“B-but you’re not gay.”
He grabs my hand roughly and shoves it onto the zipper of his jeans. “That answer enough for you?” he says through gritted teeth.
Holy shit. He’s rock-hard, from me. Because of me.
“But how?”
“Fuck if I know.”
Next thing I know, he grabs my face with both hands and slams our lips together.
His kiss is hard and his lips are much bigger than mine.
He’s kissing me with such intensity it feels like I’m being eaten alive.
A small whimper escapes my throat, and he groans into my mouth.
His hands drop to my hips and pull me closer until I’m straddling his lap.
He squeezes my hipbones so hard I’m sure there’ll be bruises tomorrow. The thought makes my cock twitch.
I can’t stop myself from pulling his lip between mine and sucking on it.
I suck on it so hard that it’ll be sore.
I want it to be. And I think he loves it because his fingers dig deeper into me, forcing me down on top of him.
And—Oh God, I feel it. His hard length presses against mine just barely.
Suddenly, I’m rocking my hips, my thighs squeezing around him of their own volition.
I’ve never felt this way before. So needy. So slutty.
Heat tingles up the back of my neck as embarrassment washes over me. What if he thinks this is disgusting? I didn’t even check with him before I started dry humping his leg like an animal. Fuck. I let go of his lip and pull back, chest heaving.
“I-I’m sorry.” I try to shuffle off his lap, but he holds me still.
“For what?” he asks, voice slightly raspy.
“This is probably too much for you. I’m not usually like this, I swear. Fuck.”
“My dick’s hard as a fucking rock, Teddy. Believe me, it’s not too much.” He grabs my chin, squeezing it between his fingers and pulls me closer. “I think I like you like this,” he whispers in my ear.
“R-really?” I stutter. My hips won’t stop rocking against his in a slow agonizing rhythm.
He tilts my chin up and trails his tongue from the base of my throat all the way up to my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “You fit perfectly on my lap. The little sounds you make. Fuck. I can tell how much you need it, and it’s so fucking hot.”
A low whine leaves my lips.
“I wish you could see yourself right now. You look like you’ve already been fucked.”
Lust is a heavy cloud in my head, and I can barely process the words he’s saying anymore. “You’re gonna fuck me? I’ve never…” My voice trails off.
“What?” he interrupts. “What about Asher?”
“We never had sex. We only gave each other blowjobs, and it made him really mad that I wouldn’t do it. I wouldn’t even let him finger me; it just didn’t feel right.”
His lip curls into a sneer. “What a pussy,” he growls.
And then the pressure of my jeans against my dick is alleviated because he unbuttoned them.
He wraps one arm around my back and lifts me up a bit, using the other hand to pull my jeans and briefs down past my ass.
The cold air assaults my flaming skin, and I gasp.
Suddenly, his fingers are against my lips.
“Suck,” he demands.
Oh my fucking god. What is going on? My eyes are barely open, and my mind is void of all logic, so I wrap my lips around his two fingers and suck. My hips are still trying to rut against him, but the position of my jeans restricts me.
He pulls his fingers from my lips with a groan and reaches around my back side, sliding them down the crease of my ass. I start breathing frantically and lift my hips.
“Ungh… are you sure? U-usually people start with a hand job or something?” I stutter, barely able to form words.
He presses me back down and lowers his fingers until they’re resting on my hole.
“Why would I do that? I’m not going to treat you any differently than any other person I’ve been with.
We’ve waited long enough. You have a perfectly good hole right here, and I want to be inside it.
Now.” He punctuates the word with a hard rub against the ring of my tight muscle.
He circles around and around until I start mumbling incoherently.
He presses one finger into me, just the tip, but it stings a little.
Nothing I can’t handle, though. He grabs my chin and pulls me in, shoving his tongue into my mouth at the same time as his finger pushes the rest of the way in.
I moan against his tongue and wrap my lips around it, sucking on it with the same fervor I did his lip.
He thrusts in and out of me until there’s barely any resistance, and it doesn’t take long because I’m basically in the clouds. I don’t think I’ve ever been more relaxed. It feels like I’m on ecstasy, and I could melt right into him.
“Please fuck me. Please, I’m ready,” I whine against his mouth.
He lets out a low growl. “You beg so fucking sweetly. I didn’t know, but I wish I would’ve known sooner.” He pulls his finger out of me, and I immediately hate it. “Take your pants off.”
I shuffle off him, quickly shoving my pants to the floor. “Do you need lube?” he asks.
“Oh yeah. I have some.” I turn around and unzip my backpack, pulling out the small bottle.
“Why do you keep lube in your backpack?” he asks, his brow quirked.
My face heats with embarrassment once again. “Where else would I put it?”
He shakes his head and unzips his pants, pulling them down to his thighs. “Doesn’t matter. Come here.”
My mouth fills with saliva as I take in his cock. The first time I’ve ever had permission to do it. It’s fucking huge. I’ve never seen it this hard before. It’s wide, too. Fuck .
I lower myself onto his lap again. He pulls my shirt over my head, baring my nakedness to him. My arms immediately wrap around my chest, feeling insecure, especially since he’s still fully clothed. And what if he hates that I don’t have boobs? What if he finds it repulsive?
His brows pinch together, and he pulls my arms away. Leaning down, he licks across my nipple, pulling it into his mouth. “Hm. Look at these tits,” he groans.
My eyes shoot open so wide I feel like they’ll pop out of my head.
“What? You don’t want me to call them that? They look like tits to me. Just smaller. Like you.” He smirks.
“I’m not that small!” I fake shove his shoulder.
“Pretty fucking small, just like this tight little hole you got,” he whispers into my mouth as he brings lube-slicked fingers to the crease of my ass. He runs them back and forth a few times before pushing one in, stroking me from the inside.
This feeling—this fullness, I never knew it’d feel this good. But I need more. So much more. I let my head fall to his shoulder and whimper into his neck, “More, please.”
“Well, since you said please.”
Before I know it, I’m empty again and his fist is wrapped around his own length, coating it with lube. It sounds so wet, and I need it. I lift onto my knees and grab it away from him before he’s finished.
A predatory smile spreads across his face, the crazy one. The one he wears before he gets violent. And, God, it sends electricity through my body.
“Damn, you need it that bad, huh?”
I ignore him because at this point, I can’t take it anymore. I’m out of my mind with lust and aching for his cock. I’ve waited so long for it. I’ve shown restraint for long enough.
I press the dark head of his cock against my hole and slowly lower myself.
As soon as it starts to breach me, alarm bells sound in my head.
Oh no. It’s not going to fit, there’s no way, so I come to a halt.
But, Liam grabs onto my hips and thrusts upward, and the entire head pops through.
Pain lances through me, but I rock up and down a little, working through it until I get lower and lower.
The pressure is intense, and it feels like he might’ve actually split me open. My heart beats faster than I ever thought it could and my hands tremble.
I finally seat myself all the way down until my thighs are touching his, and a loud moan rips from my throat.