Chapter 32
thirty-two
don’t let go
Liam
“Oh.”
I smiled at Maya’s startled gasp when she realized she was now under me.
“Uh, um. Okay?” she said, her acceptance of my offer sounding like a question.
It’s not that I didn’t enjoy her teasing me—grinding on me like she owned me—but I was about to blow in my pants from how much I enjoyed it. I needed to take charge before I embarrassed myself.
“Just okay? It’s okay if I give you the best orgasm of your life?”
She smiled, her eyes raking across my chest. “I mean, yes. I would like that. Please.” Then, with a cocked eyebrow, she added, “That is, if you think you’re up to the task.”
I snorted. “Oh, believe me, Pipsqueak. I am up to the task.”
After her prior confession, I suspected she hadn’t been intimate with many men. Not that I cared either way, but when she said no man had ever gone down on her? I damn sure cared about that. And I made a promise to myself to rectify it immediately, and as often as possible.
Now seemed like the perfect time to continue with the as often as possible part of that promise.
I pressed my lips to hers before sliding down the bed, trailing kisses along her stomach, making her gasp with each one. My mouth watered at the scent of her arousal, urging me to savour every inch of her.
When I reached the waistband of her leggings, I hooked my fingers on either side and tugged gently, raising an eyebrow in question. If her nod didn’t say yes, her heavy-lidded eyes and blown pupils sure as hell did.
I tore off her leggings and underwear and threw them to the floor in a tangled heap.
Maya laughed, her voice raspy. “Someone’s impatient.”
I grinned, pressing a kiss to her hip. “Sorry. I’m eager to get another taste of you.”
“Oh, is that what that was?” She smirked. “I thought you had a serious issue with my pants.”
I licked my lips, devouring the sight of her spread out before me. “I did have a serious issue with them.” I swallowed roughly. My voice dropped. “They were keeping me from your delicious pussy. I couldn’t allow that to continue.”
Her breath hitched, and her pupils dilated further. I pushed her legs apart roughly, and she gasped, heat flickering in her gaze.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “You’re so wet, you’re glistening.”
She tried to close her legs, a blush creeping up her cheeks and chest. “Oh god, don’t look.”
I wrapped my hands around her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed, her soft flesh inviting as I pressed my palms to her inner thighs.
“Oh no, Maya. That’s a good thing. A great thing.
” I spread her with my thumbs, opening her to me.
“You’re gorgeous everywhere,” I murmured. “And your pussy is no exception.”
I kissed the silky skin on the inside of her knee, nuzzling her leg while rolling a thumb around her clit. Already, she strained toward her climax, and I’d barely gotten started.
“Right there. Ohhh,” she whimpered, lifting her hips, chasing my touch. “Yes, Liam.”
I couldn’t hold back any longer. Needing to taste her, I pressed a kiss to her clit before sucking it into my mouth.
Maya thrashed on the bed, her back arching, her hands fisting my hair, as she pulled me closer with every pulse of her release.
The slight sting set my dick throbbing, leaving me ready to explode.
But I wouldn’t be coming anywhere but inside Maya this time.
“Stop, it’s too much,” Maya whispered, her voice trembling—but the way she clutched me, the way she rode my face as she asked me to stop, told me that maybe she’s not quite finished with me yet.
I teased her with a long, languid lick straight up her centre. “We can stop anytime you want, Maya. Say it again, and I’ll stop.” I might die if we stopped, but that was a me problem. I wouldn’t rush her into anything she was not ready for.
“Don’t you dare stop,” she whimpered. “Please don’t stop.”
Sliding two fingers inside her, I groaned at how slick and soft and warm she was. She pulsed around me, clamping down on my fingers as I licked and sucked her through another orgasm.
This time, when she gasped that it was too much, I relented. Dragging my fingers from her, leaving her empty and wanting, I kissed my way up her body.
“See how good you taste,” I murmured, sliding my tongue into her mouth as I settled on top of her. “You wouldn’t believe how much I love the way you move on my tongue.”
Maya writhed beneath me, her hands clawing at my back and gripping my ass as she pulled me closer. “I want you,” she whispered, her breath coming in warm bursts against my lips. “I want you inside me.”
I pushed myself up on one arm. “Are you sure?” God, I hoped she was sure.
She dipped her chin, her golden eyes filled with lust and determination. “Yes. Absolutely sure.”
I rolled off her, grabbed my pants from the floor and pulled a condom from my pocket with shaking fingers. “I want you to know I wasn’t expecting anything tonight,” I explained, “but I can’t lie and say I wasn’t hoping this might happen, so I wanted to be prepared.”
Maya snatched the packet from my fingers, ripped it open, and grabbed my dick—fuck, that feels good—pulling me closer before rolling the condom on with more ease than I would have expected.
“Good.” She licked her lips. “Now get back here and fill me.”
A thrill blasted through me at her filthy words, my surprise at her proficiency with the condom instantly forgotten. “Yes, Ma’am.”
I pressed my lips to hers, slipping my tongue in when she welcomed me deeper. Together we slid higher on the bed. When I settled between her legs, the blunt head of my cock pressed against her entrance, the heat of her scorching, inviting, irresistible.
“Are you su—” Maya grabbed my ass, and shut me up by pulling me into her. One smooth, greedy motion, and she had me fully seated, my balls pressed against her ass. “Fucking hell,” I hissed.
She felt so damn good. Damn near too good.
I buried my face in her neck, squeezing my eyes shut against the onslaught of bliss. “Just—fuck—Maya, just hold on one goddamn second. I need a moment, or this’ll all be over before it starts.” I groaned, forcing myself to calm down. “If that happens, I’ll never be able to impress you.”
A peal of laughter burst from her, bright and unrestrained. The squeeze of her pulsing around me forced a strangled grunt from my throat, which only made her laugh more.
“That’s funny to you?” I gritted out. “You are a cruel, cruel woman.”
Determined to make her feel as desperately out of control as I had felt, I pulled out unhurriedly, teasing her with the slowest, most torturous stroke before thrusting back in. I ground my hips against hers, making her gasp.
“Ohhh,” she moaned, her voice hoarse, breathless. “More.” She fisted her hands in my hair, the sting just shy of painful, and dragged my lips back to hers.
I devoured her kiss and thrust deeper, harder, drawing out her pleasure. Her hips rose to meet mine, stroke for stroke. Shit. I was still too close.
Reaching above her, I grabbed the headboard with one hand, angling my body over hers as I rolled my hips.
My free hand drifted lower to trace slow, teasing circles around her clit.
Her stuttered intake of breath was music to my ears.
She dug her nails into my ass again, pulling me deeper, her body tensing as she unraveled beneath me.
“Eyes on me, Maya,” I groaned, fighting to stave off the orgasm building at the base of my spine for a little longer. “I want to see your eyes when you come.”
Her gaze snapped open, her pupils blown, the barest sliver of amber iris swallowed by the black of pure, desperate lust.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Come for me. Let me feel you.”
Nothing had ever felt this good. I wasn’t going to make it. I needed her to come apart completely. I stroked her clit, and finally, finally, felt her orgasm pulse around me. She tightened around me, trembling, writhing, her release milking my cock in a perfect, maddening rhythm.
I thrust harder, my hips stuttering as heat slammed into me. My balls tightened, the tension building to an unbearable crescendo until I couldn’t hold back any longer. I buried myself to the hilt, groaning as my release shattered through me, pleasure ripping me apart in wave after blinding wave.
Fuck, yes. So good.
I collapsed on top of her, breathless and wrecked. A heap of blissfully sated jelly.
“Jesus,” I panted in her ear. “That was amazing.”
Maya nodded from her spot underneath me, her damp hair plastered to my cheek with sweat. “Yes, it was.” Her voice sounded strained. “But now that it’s over, you need to get off.”
My stomach clenched with worry for a second but when I lifted off of her, her silly grin was aimed up at me.
“You were crushing me.” She wheezed a laugh. “I nearly suffocated under your massive body just now.”
I feigned an offended gasp as I removed the condom, tied it off, and dropped it in the trash.
“How dare you! After those mind-blowing orgasms I gave you, you can’t support my weight for a measly couple of minutes?
That’s plain rude.” I pressed my fingers into her ribs, tickling her mercilessly.
“Do you like this better, hmm? Pipsqueak?”
Maya squealed and writhed under me, trying and failing to shake me off. “Once I get you off of me,” she choked through her giggles, “I’m going to find the balled-up leggings and underwear that you ripped from my body and cram them down your throat.”
I froze as a surprising jolt of lust hit me. The thought of Maya’s underwear being anywhere near my mouth had my dick stirring. Oh, that’s new.
Her eyes sparkled with mischief. “That one stopped you? Nice. I’ll have to remember that, then.”
I huffed a laugh and jumped off the bed, searching until I found what I was looking for. Separating her underwear from the leggings, I balled the lacy fabric in my fist.
“I stopped,” I admitted, holding them up, “because your threat was turning me on.”
Maya raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
I dangled the delicate lace from a finger. “So, these panties? They’re mine now.”
“You can’t keep my panties,” she said incredulously. “What would you even do with them?”
A wicked grin spread across my face. “Oh, Maya. So many things.”
Her breath hitched, hunger flickering in her golden gaze as I brushed my cock with the lacy fabric, teasing myself with her panties.
“Unless…” An idea formed, something I’d never done before. Something I suddenly wanted to do more than anything.
She gulped. “Unless?”
I stalked back to the bed, panties in hand. “Unless you object to being tied up with your own underwear while I fuck you senseless?”
She sucked in a breath, her eyes growing impossibly dark.
I cocked an eyebrow and bent to whisper in her ear, “Would you like that?”
A soft whimper and a slight shake of her head were her only reply.
“Good girl,” I murmured, a little shocked but immensely grateful for how readily she agreed. “Hands above your head. Grab the headboard and don’t let go.”
My stomach flipped as she watched me loop her panties around the headboard and her wrists.
The panties gave the illusion of being unable to move her hands, though she could get free at any time.
But fuck. Seeing her like that, at my mercy, trusting me completely, had me hard as stone again.
I could have come all over myself at the mere sight of her.
“What…” Maya swallowed roughly, her hips lifting, searching. “What now?”
If I’m being honest, I was in over my head. I wasn’t sure she’d go for this, that she’d trust me to take care of her, so I hadn’t thought ahead. But now that I had her beneath me, a plan took shape, one that I thought she’d love as much as I did.
I lowered my lips to her ear, my voice heavy with promise. “Now,” I whispered, “I bury my face between your legs until you’re boneless and screaming my name.”