Chapter Nineteen #2
That doubt, and the frustration I felt from him somehow beating me at even this—at being the one to confess first—gave me the courage I finally needed to say those three words.
“I love you,” I said with more confidence in my voice than ever before. “I love you. I don’t know how you didn’t know that,” I echoed his words with a grin. “I guess, it’s my turn to prove it to you.”
I grasped the hem of his shirt and lifted it up over his head.
“Jess…” My name fell from his lips like a whisper as I sank to my knees in front of him.
“Leave it to us to argue about loving each other, right?” I joked as my fingers fumbled with his belt.
“Are you sure?” Liam asked as I undid the button of his jeans.
I was more nervous than I had ever been before, but was I sure? Was this what I wanted?
There was not a single doubt in my mind. I wanted Liam—I loved him with my whole heart.
“Let me show you how sure I am.”
My hands continued to work, unzipping and then pulling down his jeans. Liam stood nearly an entire foot taller than me normally, but when I was on my knees, he absolutely towered over me.
I had no idea what I was doing, but I figured it couldn’t be that hard—I would just figure it out along the way.
I slowly licked from the base of his cock all the way up to the head. The groan that escaped Liam’s lips was nothing short of heaven to my ears. It was all the encouragement I needed—I had to know what other noises I could get out of him.
A slight surge of confidence coursing through me, I took the head of his cock into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it messily.
A small voice in the back of my head told me that I should have felt embarrassed.
I was inexperienced, and this was so out of the realm of anything that I had done before.
It wasn’t even very long ago that I had given Liam my first kiss, but I was determined to get this right.
I trailed my fingers up and down Liam’s toned stomach as I continued to messily lick and suck his cock. All of him—I wanted every inch of him to be mine.
The breathy sound that escaped his lips and the way his eyes fluttered shut extinguished any doubt or nerves that were welling up inside me.
Every groan and sharp intake of breath encouraged me to try taking him in a little deeper. I would suck every ounce of pleasure right out of him if I could.
Fingers threaded through my hair, not guiding me, but gripping. The sharp pull of it was addicting. Not enough to really hurt, but enough to make me decide that I had waited long enough.
I tried to guide that last inch of him deep into my throat. Tears prickled at my eyes as I gagged on the full length of him, but I didn’t quit. I continued bobbing my mouth up and down with a newfound sense of speed.
“Jess,” he moaned out after a few minutes. “Jess, you have to stop—” My mouth continued to work like it had a mind of its own, fueled by the deep, raspy way he spoke to me. “I’m going to—” Then came a fierce sting as he tugged on my hair.
If I weren’t already soaking wet, that right there would have done it.
My eyes found Liam’s and, god, if the way he towered over me, chest heaving and irises impossibly dark, wasn’t the hottest thing I had ever seen.
“You don’t ever listen, do you? I almost—”
I smiled at him. “You could have.”
Liam let out a soft chuckle. “I can’t believe this is happening,” he said under his breath, almost as if he hadn’t meant for me to hear it.
His hands were still tangled in my hair, which was no doubt a mess by now. “Help me up,” I said.
Liam brushed his fingers loosely through my hair before outstretching a hand and then pulling me up off the floor.
My knees ached and were bright red, but I didn’t have a care in the world. There was something far more important on my mind.
I pressed a kiss to his lips. Chaste and casual. I hoped with everything in me that I could have this for the rest of my life. Casual kisses with Liam Ashford.
“Take me to your bedroom.”
Liam did not need to be asked twice. He lifted me up again, and I twisted my legs around him, just as I had when he carried me all the way up the stairs.
“I love you,” I said as he guided us to his bedroom.
“It didn’t take much convincing to get you to say it again.”
There was a playfully smug smile on his face as he tossed me onto his bed.
“If you don’t know that the easiest way to get me to do anything is by pissing me off, then you don’t know me at all, Liam.”
“Is that so?” he asked as he lifted my t-shirt up over my head and tossed it behind him. His fingers fumbled with the clasp of my bra for a moment before it came free. “I like to think that I know you quite well.”
Liam fell quiet for a moment as his gaze locked onto my body.
“Do you now?” I couldn’t hide the smile on my lips if I tried. “You do have an excellent knack for annoying me, so there’s that.”
Liam nodded, tugging off my pants and underwear in one swift motion.
“Jessa.” My heart skipped a beat at the deep tone of his voice. “Lie on the bed and spread your legs.”
I did as he asked, painfully aware of the fact that I was completely naked in front of him for the first time. Only, I didn’t feel as afraid or nearly as nervous as I imagined I would have.
This was Liam. There was no reason to be nervous.
That smug grin was back as he crawled over the bed until he was hovering above me. “So there are easier ways to get you to listen, then.”
“Shut up—” The words came out as a gasp as he pressed a kiss to the side of my neck.
Liam’s tongue trailed up from my collarbone to the lobe of my ear. His hot breath brushed across my cheek as he whispered, “You know, Jess, your mouth is absolutely filthy.”
“Oh my god,” I breathed out.
He pressed another sloppy kiss to my neck, and I arched up, allowing his thick cock to slide right up against my clit. The feel of it was almost overwhelming. I wanted more.
But as I moved my hips to grind against him, he pulled back. “I don’t think so,” Liam teased, pressing a gentle kiss to my ear.
“Liam,” I practically whined.
“Why don’t you ask me nicely, Jess?”
“Please. I want to feel you.” I tried to pull him into a kiss, but he pulled away again. His eyes shimmered with amusement.
“Not yet.” Liam pressed another kiss to my neck.
“Why?”
He kissed lower, this time right above my breasts.
“Because,” he said, looking up at me. “I’ve imagined this moment for so long. I want to savor it. Savor you.”