25. Liam
LIAM
This woman keeps surprising me. This is the third time that I’ve come home and the night has gone the complete opposite that I thought it would.
First, it was the night that she told me that we were having a girl. I kissed her for the first time in five months, and it felt good to have not only my mouth on her but also my hands. It took everything in me to pull away and not suggest anything sexual.
The second time the night didn’t go as planned was when I found her crying in her room over her ripped pants and everything else not fitting. The very same night where I acted like an asshole instead of consoling her.
Then there’s tonight.
Our game against Detroit ended a little bit ahead of schedule so we were able to make it to DTW in record time and head home early. My plan for tonight was to head home and maybe convince Chloe to watch a movie with me and possibly go over that list of baby names that she’s been sending me.
It was going to be a quiet night, nothing too crazy.
Then I walked in.
The apartment was quiet and from the looks of the living room, that was where she was before heading to her room. I thought that she had fallen asleep on the couch and then went to her bed.
No big deal.
Then I get to the hallway.
I heard the footsteps hitting the hardwood and the door opening before I saw her but when I did, my jaw fucking dropped.
Chloe naked as naked as can be. My eyes took in every single delicious inch of her all the while my mouth watered. I wanted to close the distance between us and take her in my arms and have my way with her.
Her tits were full and her belly looked absolutely breathtaking. I knew she had gained a few curves since the last time we were together and now I knew exactly where they were. For a solid minute I just stood there, not being able to think about anything, but Chloe.
I couldn’t even talk.
When she went back into her room, I was finally able to compose myself.
That only lasted for a second or two, because instantly my mind went somewhere else.
Why was she naked?
Did she have a guy over?
And if she did, why did she think it was appropriate to bring him here where he would get killed for even looking at her.
I was getting ready to barge into the room and punch the shit of whoever was in the room with her when I noticed something on the floor.
A little bullet.
The second that I saw it, I calmed down.
She didn’t have a guy over, but she was having some fun by herself.
I pick up the small toy and press the on button to test it out.
But nothing happened.
The batteries must have died and she ran out to look for some.
And since she thought I wasn’t supposed to come for a while, she ran out naked to get to her release quicker.
But I was home.
I did see her naked.
And right now the only thing that I want to do is give her that orgasm that she so desperately wants. And orgasm that won’t be coming from a shitty little toy.
Chloe steps out from behind her door, into the hallway and this time when she steps in front of me, she doesn't cover herself up.
She stands in front of me with shoulders back and with all the fucking confidence in the word.
The woman can’t get any sexier.
“Is it okay if I touch you like this?” I close the distance between us and let the back of my hand graze her cheek.
This is the first time I’m touching her like this since we met. I’ve been wanting to touch her like this so damn badly, but I never crossed the line. Now that it’s happening, I want to savor it, because I don’t know if it will ever happen again.
But even though she is standing in front of me, without an ounce of clothing on, I still need her permission to do what I want.
“More than okay,” she answers, her chest rising a bit.
“Do you want me to touch you somewhere else?” I let my finger slide down her neck and down to her collarbone before moving it back up.
“Yes,” she says, a little bit breathless.
“Where?” I will touch her where she wants me to.
“Everywhere.” She says, not taking her eyes off me.
Fucking hell.
I want to say fuck it to savoring her and just having my way with her right now, but I hold back.
“I will,” I say, lowering my finger back down, this time not stopping at the top of her neck. “I just have one question.”
“And what is that?” She asks a little too quickly, like she’s eager to see what I have planned.
I’m eager too, baby. I’m eager too.
“Tell me, sweet Chloe. Were you playing with yourself before you came out here?” The words leave my mouth and my finger travels down her chest.
Her tits are so fucking full that each of them deserves my undivided attention. Every part of me wants to mark them as mine. I want to mark every single inch of her as mine.
“I was,” she answers, her head getting slightly thrown back when my hand grazes her nipple.
“And why did you stop?” I ask, taking her nipple between my fingers and giving it a tongue.
The way she lets out a moan tells me that she is a lot more sensitive than she was before.
“Because my toy had to recharge,” she groans as if remembering the fact.
“Hmm I’m going to take a wild guess that you weren’t able to get where you wanted to before it died.”
My hand leaves her chest and travels down to her stomach.
In all the time that she has been pregnant, I have never touched her stomach. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to.
I wanted to sit on the couch and talk to the baby, maybe even let her listen to music, or just sit there until I felt her kick. But I had it in my head that it would be way too intimate and not something that I should do.
Now I’m taking advantage of it while I can.
Chloe shakes her head. “No, I wasn’t able to.”
“Do you want to now?” My hands slides down from her stomach to the top of her pussy. I guide my fingers through her folds once and when she lets out a shudder, I pull away just slightly.
She’s sensitive everywhere.
“Yes, please,” she says, letting out a moan in the process.
“How are you touching yourself? Like this.” I circle her clit just enough to cause her back to arch. “Or were you just letting the toy rest against your clit?”
A whimper escapes from between her lips. “No. I wasn't touching myself like this.”
“What are you doing?” I continue my motions against her clit and I’m trying to control myself and not give a lot too quickly.
“I was sliding it inside of me.”
“Like this?” I ask sliding my fingers down to her entrance and tease her with one finger and then two. She’s so wet already, my cock is going to slide in so easily.
Chloe lets out a gasp as one of my fingers slide into her. “Oh my God.”
“Is this how you were touching yourself, sweetheart?” I ask, letting the palm of my hand rub against her clit to give her more friction.
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to keep touching you?”
“Yes, please.” she pants out.
I give her a nod, closing the distance between us even more if it’s even possible and placing my lips an inch away from her ear.
“Tell me that you’re mine tonight. Tell me that any rule that we put in place is void, at least for tonight.
Tell me that I can have you in any way that I can and come morning, you won’t regret a single thing.
Tell me that you will be a good girl and beg. ”
A hand lands on my face and it pulls me back just a bit. Just enough for me to look at her in the eyes as she responds.
“I’m yours tonight. All rules are void. You can have your way with me and I won’t regret it in the morning. And I promise you that you will have me begging for every little thing.”
There is no hesitation as I slam my mouth against hers and kiss her.
There is nothing simple or sweet about the way my mouth dances with hers. It's all hunger and desperation and no matter how long my dances with hers, I want more.
So much fucking more. I’ve been wanting to kiss her like this for months, and its finally happening.
I won’t be holding back tonight.
Not a single fucking bit.
Even though I don’t want to pull away from her, I do. I have plans and those plans don’t include fucking her in the hallway. This woman deserves a bed. Even more so when she’s carrying my baby.
“Let’s get you more comfortable.” I state, moving my hands off her body, only for a few seconds and bending down to pick her up and cradle her.
The second that I have her in my arms, Chloe doesn’t waste any time getting comfortable, laying her head against my shoulder, and wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Such a gentleman.” She says through a giggle.
“Always,” I say, placing a kiss against the corner of her lips. “I’ve fucking dreamt of having you in my bed,” I says to her as I walk us over to my bedroom, letting my hands dig into her naked body.
She feels so damn good.
“I don’t believe you,” she says against my neck.
“Believe it, sweetheart.” I say, walking into the room.
The second that I set her down and she lays against the light gray sheets, I know that whatever image I had in my head concerning this moment, is not doing the real thing justice.
Months.
For fucking months, I wanted this woman in my bed, in my personal space, and now she is finally here.
Naked and waiting for me to make her body sing.
“I could look at you like this forever and never get tired.” I say, unbuttoning my dress shirt, having gotten rid of my jacket and tie at the airport.
A sweet blush creeps up her chest, painting her full tits a nice shade of pink.
But she doesn’t respond to my words. Instead, she watches me undress just like she did the night that we met.
Unlike that night though, I don’t take my time getting rid of the material covering my body. All my movements are hurried, not wanting to take any more time away from being able to explore every single inch of Chloe.
The second that the last article of clothing is off me, I grab one of Chloe’s legs and drag her to the edge of the mattress.
Her legs fall open and the second that I see her pussy glistening with arousal, my mouth starts to water. I haven’t forgotten how she tastes. I have that embedded into my mind. But when you been wanting to taste something again, you act like a starved man. And in a way I am.
I’m a starving man and I’m about to have my meal.
That meal being Chloe.
I fall to my knees in front of her and without warning, I place my mouth against hers and show her just how beautiful I think she is with just my mouth.
“Oh, my god. Liam.” Chloe pants out, one of her hands landing in my hair.
I don’t stop my attack on her pussy. I tease and suck on every single inch of her as if this will be the last time that I ever taste her.
Her pants fill the room and it takes everything in me to not take my cock in my hand and give myself a few heavy handed strokes.
Right now it’s all about Chloe and Chloe alone. I could give two shits about my own needs right now.
And for the rest of the night, that’s what I do. I concentrate on Chloe and what she wants.
I give her the orgasm that she wasn’t able to get from her toy earlier and then give her three more to show her just got fucking sexy I find her.
I use everything that I have in my arsenal to show her that she is everything and that she has me to worship her body whenever she wants.
In the end when we are both sedated and ready to give into sleep, I get a feeling that this one night isn’t going to be enough.
One night wasn’t enough seven and a half months ago and it sure as hell won’t be enough tonight.
I want her not only tonight or tomorrow but next week, next year and every single day after that.
I want it to be just the three of us. No one else.
And if I gave my way, it will be.