Chapter 28 #2
Her hand falls from my head, and she grabs the button of my shorts, trying to unbutton it with her hand behind her back, but I take over and quickly shred my shorts and boxers in one move.
“You want to touch me?”
“Yes,” she pants.
She grips me and starts to pump, making my pre-cum leak from my tip. So, she runs her thumb over the head and smears it around the crown.
“Grab the railing and bend your hips.”
I take hold of the back of her neck and push her body down.
“Spread your legs for me.”
I step between her legs when she does and thrust my hips up, sliding between her ass cheeks.
She looks over her shoulder, her eyes heated, mouth slightly open. “Liam.”
“Does that feel good?” I repeat the move, gripping her hip with my other hand.
“Yes.” She nods.
“Rub your clit for me. I want to feel you dripping down your legs.”
I keep my one hand on her neck, and the other moves from her hip to my dick. I rub the head from her ass to her opening and push the tip in, then take it out.
“Liam, don’t tease me.” She turns her head to the side.
“I got you, baby.”
I push it in again, then pull out and slide through her center, my head hitting her clit, and it makes her moan.
I do it a few more times, until I can’t take it anymore, and I push into her slowly, all the way to the hilt.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so good. So wet. So tight.”
I pump into her, still at a slow pace. With the hold I have on the back of her neck, she can’t really move, so she’s at my mercy.
“Liam, fuck me harder,” she begs.
“You want more?”
“Yes,” she pants.
“Are you rubbing your clit for me?”
“Yes!”
I move my hand from the back of her neck to the front and pull her body up so her back is to my front as I pump into her. My fingers on my other hand dig into her hips, holding her in place as my thrusts become harder, deeper.
“It feels so good, Liam. Don’t stop!”
“You love my dick inside you, Alie? Do I make you feel good?”
“Yes, so good,” she moans.
I fuck her harder, making her body push forward, and my grip on her neck tightens. She leans her head back in invitation. And that just about makes me blow.
Both of her hands grip the railing now, and she pushes her hips into mine, meeting me thrust for thrust, our skin slapping together. It’s wet, and fast, and hard.
“You getting close?” I ask her.
“Don’t stop, I’m almost there.”
I pull her even closer to my body, and her head drops back to my shoulder.
“Come, baby,” I demand.
“Fuck, Liam!”
Her arms wrap around the back of my neck, and her fingernails dig into my scalp. It stings in a good way.
When I feel her pussy tightening around me, I suck her neck hard just as I feel her strangle my cock.
As soon as her body relaxes, I release my hold on her neck and pull out.
“Grab the rail again, baby.”
I jerk my cock, and within minutes, ropes of cum hit her back.
“Fuck yes.” I milk every last drop on to her back, then rest my semi-hard dick on her. I run my fingers through it, then trace a path with it, skimming over her ass down to her pussy, then push my fingers inside her, mixing our cum together.
Goddamn. I need one more taste.
I drop to my knees and grab her hips, pulling them back. My hands move to her ass cheeks, and I spread them and then drive my tongue inside her pussy like it’s my last meal.
She starts to squirm, like she wants to thrust her hips into my face. But I hold her still, fucking her with my tongue.
When I feel her trembling, I replace my tongue with my fingers, pumping into her until she’s coming again. This time, she squirts, and I watch it drip down my fingers, then my hand in rapt fascination.
“Holy shit, baby,” I pant. My cock is hard as a rock again.
I stand pulling my fingers out. Then I scoop some of my cum onto the tips of my index and middle finger.
She straightens when she feels my body flush against hers and turns slightly.
“Open,” I say, sliding my fingers into her mouth.
She sucks and moans around my fingers.
“Alie … goddamn.”
After she swirls her tongue around them, she takes my hand in hers and pulls out my fingers slowly, keeping my hand in hers.
“So good.” She licks her bottom lip, then wipes it with her thumb. “We taste better together.”
“My wicked little Vixen. Are you trying to kill me here?” I groan, then take her mouth with mine, thrusting my tongue into her mouth in a deep, wet kiss.
She breaks away, panting. “Do you think you can go again?"
“After that, fuck yes.”
She turns to me then and leads me over to the hanging bed. Then she climbs on, and like the obsessed man that I am, I crawl after her. She’s on her knees, so I lie down beside her and hold her hips as she straddles me, rubbing her pussy along my cock.
“I need you, Liam.”
The way she says it sounds like it’s more than just sex.
“I need you too, baby.”
I take hold of her face in my hands and bring her down to me to kiss her. It’s a slow but deep kiss. Open mouths, tongues tasting. Pouring how we feel about each other in every lick.
She breaks the kiss, sits up, and reaches between us, then puts me inside of her pussy. Her head drops back as I slide in deep.
“That’s it, baby. Take what you need.”
I take her breasts in my hands, squeezing them together.
Her hands are on my stomach for support as she rocks her hips up and down my dick. “Fuck, you’re so deep. And I still feel like I need more.”
I release her breasts and just move my hands up and down her body. Feeling all of her soft skin, how her body moves, the way she moans—it drives me wild, and I’m already close to coming again.
I sit up and wrap my arms around her waist, drifting my hands up her back, which is sticky from my cum, and curl my fingers around her shoulders and thrust up into her hard.
She gasps. “Holy shit.”
So, I do it again, then roll my hips while I’m in as deep as I can get.
“You gonna come for me again, baby?”
Thrust. Roll. Thrust. Roll.
“I,” she pants, “am so close. You feel so good.” Her hands are on my shoulders, and she squeezes me. There might even be nail marks tomorrow.
Totally worth it.
I pull her down hard on me as I pump faster now. “That’s it. You’re mine, Alie.”
“Yours,” she breathes. “Oh God, I’m coming!”
She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me into her so I can barely breathe.
Just as I feel her tightening around me, my balls tingle, and I know at any minute that I’ll blow.
“Liam,” she pants.
“I’m with you, baby,” I say against her skin.
I erupt inside her and feel her pulsing around my cock.
We’re both breathing heavy as we come down. Her arms loose around me now, her body relaxed.
“Liam, I don’t want to mess this up,” she says, lifting her head and looking me in the eye.
“We won’t. I’m not going anywhere.”
She looks down, but I lift her chin with my finger.
“Hey, I mean it. I know this is happening kind of fast, but I have no doubt about my feelings for you. I love you, Alie.” I kiss her softly.
“You do?” She swallows. “Are you sure?”
“I never say things I don’t mean. I think you know that about me by now. But, yes, I’m absolutely sure that I love you.” I tuck a hair that’s fallen out of her ponytail behind her ear. “I’m madly in love with you.”
“I’m in love with you too,” she says, tears in her eyes.
We stay there for a while, kissing, whispering, and listening to the sound of the ocean waves crashing onto the shore.
It’s tender, trusting, and as I hold her, it feels a lot like home.
“We should probably go upstairs to bed.” She starts to move off the hanging bed. “I think I need to jump in the shower first. I feel a little sticky.”
“Okay, you go ahead up, and I’ll grab our clothes and meet you in the shower.”
She leans over and kisses me. “See you in a few.”
I watch her walk away, naked. Goddamn, she’s beautiful.
After picking up our clothes, finding Alie’s wineglass, and bringing the monitor and my bottle in, I make my way upstairs. She’s done with her shower by the time I get there, so I wash off quickly and join her in the bed a few minutes later.
She scoots closer to me and lays her head on my chest, her fingers tracing lazy circles.
“I’ve been thinking about something.” I rub my hand up and down her arm slowly.
“Yeah? About what?”
“I,” I pause, “I’d like for Sera to have my last name.”
Her hand stops moving on my chest. “You do?”
I nod, even though she can’t see me. “I do.”
She exhales slowly. “Okay, yeah. I … I’ll have to call the attorney to see what needs to be done to get your name added to the birth certificate.”
“Really?” I raise my brow. That was easier than I thought it would be. I really wasn’t sure how she would take my request. I mean, it stings knowing my name isn’t on her birth certificate, but I don’t want this conversation to turn in a different direction. We’re moving forward, not back.
“She’s your daughter, Liam. Of course you want her to have your name. We just need to take care of the logistics.”
“Thank you.” I squeeze her gently and press a kiss to her head.
“You’re welcome.” She lays her hand over my heart.
“I also don’t want to miss any more time with Sera.”
“I agree. I don’t want you to either.”
I pull in a deep breath. “I want to see her every day.”
She shifts to look at me.
“You do see her every day now.”
“I know, but I mean, I want to be there while she sleeps and when she wakes up. I want to be there for breakfast and to watch movies with her in the middle of the day.”
Her expression softens.
“Liam, I’m not sure I’m ready to move in together,” she says gently.
“I’m not asking you to.”
“But?”
“But I don’t want to go backward either.”
She nods slowly.
“Well, I think after this weekend, it wouldn’t be weird for her if you spent the night now.”
“Yeah?” I smile.
“We can try it and see how it goes. Most nights anyway. Or at least when you aren’t traveling.”
The idea settles warm in my chest.
“I’d like that.”
“I think we need to go slow and take our cues from Sera. Make sure she’s adjusting to having you there more.”
“And us? Are we still taking it slow?”
She hesitates.
“What are we doing, Liam? I believe you that you love me, and I do love you too. But what does this mean for us long-term?”
This isn’t even a question for me.
“I’m all in,” I say.
She studies me carefully. Looking for truth in my words.
“I don’t want to lose you again.”
“Liam … ”
“I love her,” I add quietly. “But I also love you.”
“I love you too,” she whispers, then kisses my chest.
“We’ll figure out logistics when I get back from training camp,” I say. “We can create a schedule and a routine that works for us. Although I feel like we’re doing a good job with that already.”
She nods.
“You’ll be gone for four weeks.”
“I know.”
“We’ll just have to FaceTime every night.”
“Every night,” I promise.
She looks up at me and smiles. “Then when you come back …”
“We build something solid.” I run my thumb across her lips.
“I feel like we’re in a good place right now,” she whispers, sounding sleepy.
“Yeah, we are.”
And for the first time in years, I don’t feel like I’m chasing something. I feel like I’m finally building something. A future with my daughter and with Alie.