Chapter 8
CHAPTER
EIGHT
Liam
My dick might be broken. After three rounds of my being buried deep inside the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen and a top-notch blow job that left traces of her red lipstick on my cock, we both fell asleep.
She’s lying on my chest right now, and my arm is wrapped around her, holding her to me. I’ve never actually slept with someone like this. I don’t really like to be touched when I’m sleeping. It makes me too hot. But with her, I could get used to this.
Her hair fans out across my shoulder and onto the pillow. It looks and feels like silk, and against her creamy skin, she looks a little like Snow White, but with long hair.
Thing is though, I’m not ready to say goodbye to her. I’ve never felt like this about anyone. Ever. I wouldn’t say I’m a player. Okay, maybe I am a little, but I’ve never had a girl who’s made me want … more.
I’m not sure anything can come of it with me living in New Orleans and her here, but my season is almost over, and a lot of the guys have houses in different places in the offseason. And I’ll have time to travel, so maybe I should take a shot.
I kiss her head and start to stroke her back. “You awake?”
She hums. “I am now.” Her hand on my chest starts to drift toward my growing cock.
“Keep touching me like that, and I’m gonna start thinking I made Santa’s damn Naughty List.” I pause a beat and grin. “And honestly? Feels worth it.”
As much as I want to bury myself inside her right now, I want her to know that last night was special. And I kind of want to see where her head is. I don’t want to embarrass myself by going for something that doesn’t have a chance.
“Yeah? I kinda like you, so I guess we both win.” She kisses my chest as her hand snakes under the covers, and she takes my erection in her hand and starts stroking it.
I groan. “That feels so fucking good. You keep that up, and I’ll forget what I wanted to say.”
She looks up at me. “Oh, sorry. Did you want to say something? Is this the part where we say goodbye and thanks for the memories?” She laughs, but it’s forced.
I kiss her to stop her from thinking the worst. “I’m not ready to say goodbye. That’s actually what I wanted to tell you. But I don’t want to freak you out.” I take hold of her waist and pull her up so she’s straddling me.
She sits up, and in one of the sexiest moves I’ve ever seen, she twists her hair and works it into a knot at the top of her head. Seriously, why is that so sexy?
“You won’t freak me out. What’s up?” She places her hands on my chest.
“Well, I just wanted to say thank you again for the most amazing night. I’ve never met anyone like you, who I felt so comfortable with right away. Like, completely drawn to you.” I run my hands over the top of her thighs. “Is that cheesy?”
She bites her bottom lip and smiles. “Cheesy? No, not at all. I like it. And I like you.” She sucks in a breath.
“I had a great night with you too. It was unexpected, but that’s kind of the best part, right?
” She tilts her head to the side and lifts a brow.
“You, Blitzen, were a very nice surprise.” She bends down and kisses me on the lips.
I wrap my hand around her neck and deepen the kiss. We break apart, panting.
“So, I’m not the only one thinking we had a connection?”
“No, it’s not just you. I feel it too. But I’ll be honest with you. This isn’t something I was looking for, and I’m not really sure what we can do about it since we don’t live near each other. Do you have any ideas?”
“Well, I might. I mean, if you want to see if the magic goes beyond Christmas, I would love to see you again.”
She sits up again and traces the muscles on my chest and down to my stomach. “I would love to see you again too.”
“Good.”
We smile at each other.
“So, your idea?” she prompts.
“One of my best friends and his fiancée did long distance while she finished school. I mean, we could try it and see how it goes.” I really want her to say yes.
“Hmm … I’m not opposed to trying it. Maybe we keep it light until we spend more time together and see how it all works out? No pressure.” She takes my hands in hers.
“Right, no pressure. We see where it goes.” I smile. “I have to warn you though; I have no idea what I’m doing. I’ve never tried to have a relationship. But most of my close friends are all hooked up, so I think they’re good examples.” I laugh. “That probably sounds stupid.”
“Not at all. Tell me about them.” She rolls off of me and lies on her side next to me.
I turn toward her so I can look at her. “What do you want to know?”
“I don’t know. Just tell me about them. You’ve talked about them a few times, so I assume they’re important to you. So, if we’re going to try this on for size, I should probably know about the people in your life.” She props her head on her hand.
“Well, they’re my favorite people in the world, so I could probably talk about them all day.
” I smirk. “The three I’m closest to are Beck, Casey, and Archie.
We all played together at Walker and were roommates.
Beck and Charlie—Casey’s twin sister—are getting married this spring.
Casey and his girl, Noelle, finally got their shit together last year.
They were best friends, but we all knew it was something more. ”
“Oh, I love that.” She smiles. “The way you talk about them … your face lights up.”
“Yeah, I love these guys. Archie is my best friend. He and his wife, Emma, are the ones I spend the most time with. They have a little girl, Lainey, who is the cutest thing ever.” I tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
“Are they around our age?” She runs her hand up and down my arm.
“Yep. Archie and I are the same age, and I guess Emma is, too, actually. Funny story … they hooked up one night at a party, and she got knocked up. It was a whole thing because she was on scholarship for golf, and Arch was entering the draft after the season, so it wasn’t ideal timing.
I still can’t imagine being a dad right now.
It’s wild to me. I mean, don’t get me wrong; he’s the best dad, but the thought of having a kid right now … ” I shiver.
“You don’t want kids?” she asks.
“Oh, no, I absolutely do, just not anytime soon. My schedule is crazy, and when I have kids, I want to make sure I’m present for them, if that makes sense?” I raise a brow.
“Yeah, it makes total sense.” She nods.
“Archie is lucky because he plays near his hometown, so they have a lot of help from his parents, and her parents also moved there too. So, it works for them. I’m sure you know who he is. He’s kinda hard not to know. He’s got a loud personality.” I chuckle, thinking of him.
“I might know who he is.” She smirks. “But I don’t know him personally. He seems like a fun guy though.”
“He is. And he’s the same in person as you see on TV. One of the best guys I know.”
“I’m happy you have friendships like that. They’re hard to come by. I only have a few close friends, too, but my sister is my best friend. Speaking of … I have to meet her for lunch today. What time is it anyway?” She turns and looks for her phone.
It’s not on the nightstand beside us, and I have no idea where mine is. She gets out of bed and pulls out her phone from her coat pocket.
“Oh shit! I have fourteen missed calls between my sister and Aaron. I probably should have said goodbye to him last night when we left. He likely called my sister, looking for me.” She lifts her phone to her ear and listens to one of the messages.
“Do you need to go now?” I sit up and turn my body to the side of the bed.
“Uh, yeah, I should get going soon. It’s almost ten. I need to go home and change. Should probably shower too.” She sets her phone down and gives me a wicked smile.
I walk toward her and wrap my arms around her waist, lifting her. “How about we shower together?”
“I don’t think I have time for that, but … I could be persuaded to fuck you again.”
“Persuaded, huh?” I bark out a laugh. “I accept that challenge.” I walk us back to the bed and lay her down, then brace my weight on my arm as I climb over her and settle between her parted legs.
“You’d better make quick work of it though. I gotta go, Blitzen.” Our faces are practically touching, and she wraps her arms over my shoulders and closes the distance with a kiss.
I suck her bottom lip into my mouth, and she moans.
Then I make my way to her neck and down to her breasts.
My hips start to rock of their own accord, my dick sliding right through her pussy, as I suck one of her nipples into my mouth.
The crown of my thickening cock rubs against her clit, and she grabs my hair and tugs my head, forcing me to look at her.
“If you don’t put that gorgeous dick inside me, you’re going on the Naughty List.” She tilts her hips, trying to put me inside of her.
“But I’ve been a very good boy this year.” I drop my mouth to hers and slip my tongue inside, just as I thrust into her, making her moan.
Our pace turns frantic as our hips grind against each other. My open mouth is hovering over hers, our breaths becoming more rapid with every stroke.
“Don’t come until I say. I’m nowhere near ready to be done with this pussy.” I touch the tip of my tongue to hers. “I can’t get deep enough.” Even to my own ears, I sound more in control than I actually feel. “I want to fuck you so hard that you’ll be thinking about me for days.”
“Yes, please,” she pants.
To tease her and to hold off my own orgasm, I slow my pace and pull out completely, then rub my cock against her clit. Once. Twice.
“Do you feel what you do to me?” I slam back into her pussy—hard and to the hilt. “You drive me crazy.” Kiss. “Make me feel like I’ve lost control.” Kiss. “I’m not ready to leave you. Want to stay inside you.”
“Harder. Fuck me harder.” Her hands slide down my back, and she takes hold of my ass, squeezing. She might even leave a bruise.
I hope she does.
“Goddamn, you feel so good. Made for me.” My pace quickens because my dick is fully in charge now, chasing euphoria.
“Oh God, I’m gonna come. Liam!” she cries out.
It’s not lost on me that she just said my name, but I’m not gonna ruin the moment by calling her out on it. “Come, baby. I’m gonna leave my mark on you, so I need you to get there.” I reach between us and circle her clit with two fingers.
We’re both becoming so frantic, and I really don’t want to blow before she does. I lean down and take her mouth in a wet, searing kiss. It’s hot and dirty and just what she needs to push her over the edge. I feel her pussy start to strangle my dick.
“That’s it. Come for me.” I kiss her through her peak, and then I pull out just as my orgasm hits.
I push up on my arm and take my cock in my other hand, pumping until hot ropes of cum shoot out onto her stomach. “Fuck me, is that hot.”
She releases my ass and brings her hands to her belly and starts to fucking trace her fingers through my cum, spreading it around and up to her breasts, circling her nipples.
Then she reaches down to her belly button, where some more of my cum has pooled, and she swipes her finger through it and brings it to her lips and sucks it into her mouth.
“Holy fucking shit. You might make me erupt again, just seeing you suck my cum off your finger.” I pull on my cock one more time, squeezing every last drop onto her. “You truly are meant for me. I’m one hundred percent convinced. I can’t ever let you go now.”
I shift my weight and lie down by her side. She’s still tracing my cum on her body, so I cover one hand with mine and follow her pattern, rubbing it into her skin. Branding her. Marking her as mine.
She looks at my face and gives me a satisfied smile. “I feel like jelly now. I’m not sure I can actually move to leave.”
I lean over and kiss her softly. “You’re so beautiful. Let me go get you a washcloth to clean my mess off of you.” Even though I don’t want to. “You can still join me for a quick shower, you know?” I wiggle my brows at her.
She laughs. “If I get in the shower with you, there’s no way I’ll make it to lunch on time. I still need to go home, remember? I can’t show up in last night’s clothes.”
I kiss her one more time, then get off the bed.
Walking to the end of the mattress, I grab my pants, fish out my phone, and see that I also have some texts from our group chat, including one from Archie.
And one from Sabine. I’ll reply to everyone but her later.
I’m not wasting time with my Vixen right now.
I set the phone down on the table between the two chairs at the end of the bed. “Be right back.” I walk into the bathroom and get a washcloth and wet it.
When I get back to the room, she’s sitting up against the headboard, watching me, smiling. Her hair has fallen out of her bun, and her cheeks are slightly pink. And she looks thoroughly fucked. Goddamn if that doesn’t make me proud.
I sit on the edge of the mattress and wipe my cum off her stomach and move up to her breasts. “You look so pretty, painted in my cum. I hate to wash it off.”
She starts to laugh. “Yeah, but it’ll dry soon, and no one likes that. Might be a little uncomfortable on my way home too.” She winks at me.
I finish cleaning her off and then fold the washcloth and set it near the foot of the bed. “Are you gonna tell me your name before you leave? If we’re planning to see where this goes, I can’t call you Vixen forever.” I take her hand in mine.
“Hmm … I guess you’re right. Besides, it’s not really fair, is it? Since I know your name.” She puts her finger on her chin.
“Exactly.” I lift our hands and kiss the back of hers.
“Alie. My name is Alie.” She leans forward, closer to me.
“Alie. That’s pretty.” I meet her in a quick kiss, then pull back. “I’d better get in the shower, or I might miss my flight. Give me five, and we can walk out together?”
“Let me use it before you get in.”
She scoots to the side and stands, then walks toward the bathroom.
Once she closes the door, I stand and grab my bag from the closet that has my clothes.
I pull out a pair of boxers, joggers, a T-shirt, and a sweatshirt.
I hear my phone buzz on the table and walk over and pick it up again.
This time, it’s my mom. I’ll answer her later too.
When Alie walks out of the bathroom, I nearly drop my clothes and take her to the bed again. She passes by me and starts to pick up her clothes off the floor.
“Hey, wait for me, yeah?” I lift my brows.
She nods. “I’ll wait for you, but hurry up, Liam.” A smile breaks out on her face.
“My name sure sounds good, coming from your lips.” I smile back at her and walk backward into the bathroom. I don’t bother shutting the door.